The people behind the Lean Man, having heard Ning Yu's response, began to whisper among themselves.
"Wouldn't it be better if we all moved together... How selfish can this person be..."
"Exactly, how can she just leave us to die? Kids these days..."
"Oh, I'm so hungry. I wonder if she has any food on her. It's been so long since I've eaten..."
"I'm starving too. There are so many of us and just one of her. Why don't we just take her stuff..."
"Shh, what are you saying? Can't you see she's covered in blood and carrying a knife?"
Ning Yu rolled her eyes. Did these people think she couldn't hear them?
As she was about to refuse the Lean Man again, Ning Yu suddenly felt an inexplicable anger rising within her. Her grip on the knife handle tightened.
A frenzied voice began to scream in her ear:
"Kill them... Kill them... Kill all of these people!!"
She found her hand holding the knife starting to twitch with anticipation.
The Lean Man and the crowd behind him, seeing Ning Yu's posture as if she was about to attack, all shuddered.
Although the silver-haired little girl before them had a petite and cute figure with delicate features, the killing intent and coldness emanating from her made their bodies feel ice-cold.
Her blood-stained sailor uniform and the knife in her hand also indicated that she was not someone to be trifled with.
They instantly became nervous, fearing she might start a massacre the next second. The entire crowd fell silent.
They were as quiet as cicadas in winter.
The Lean Man also took two steps back in fear.
Ning Yu's heart tightened. She knew that something was influencing her emotions.
Thoughts of violence and bloodlust were swirling in her mind.
It was probably the knife, the "Blood's Ancient Wish," that was causing this mischief.
It wanted to influence her, to kill the people before her, and then taste fresh human blood that it hadn't savored in a long time.
This Crimson War Blade was truly a double-edged sword.
She took a deep breath, slowly released her grip on the knife handle, and stored it in her system space.
The crimson long blade vanished into thin air, appearing like magic to this group of survivors.
As she released her grip on the knife handle, all the agitation in her body and the whispers in her ear disappeared instantly.
It was indeed the knife causing the trouble, trying to manipulate her emotions.
Ning Yu's expression remained cold, devoid of any emotion. She slowly addressed the crowd:
"I'll say this one last time. The zombies downstairs have been cleared. Do as you please."
Having said that, completely disregarding these people's frightened or shocked expressions, she turned and continued on her way.
Watching the silver-haired little girl's figure depart, the lead Lean Man's face showed a bitter expression.
He understood the logic; there was no reason for her to carry such a burden as their group.
The others, seeing Ning Yu leave so cold-heartedly, started chattering again, with no shortage of acerbic comments:
"Really, so young and already so ungrateful. I wonder how her family raised her."
The Curly-Haired Middle-Aged Woman complained indignantly.
"If this was in our school before, I would have taught her a good lesson."
It was the voice of a Middle-Aged Man, seemingly a school leader.
"Let it go. She doesn't really have any obligation to help us, right?"
A weak voice of a boy wearing a T-shirt spoke up.
"This person has no sense of public morality at all, and you're still defending her?"
The Curly-Haired Middle-Aged Woman immediately glared fiercely at the boy, showing her displeasure, as if redirecting her anger towards him.
The Timid Boy could only shut up reluctantly, not really wanting to deal with her.
Soon, the focus of the crowd's discussion shifted from criticizing Ning Yu to debating what they should do next.
They quickly split into two factions.
One group thought that since Ning Yu had cleared the zombies downstairs, it would be best to take this opportunity to escape from the complex.
To find a safer place with fewer zombies to settle down.
Although it was also dangerous outside, it was better than waiting to die here.
The other group felt that since so many zombies had already been cleared, and judging by Ning Yu's demeanor, she was planning to continue clearing.
Why not take advantage of her, wait for her to finish clearing, tidy up this complex a bit, and use it directly as a base.
The two sides argued endlessly, eventually going their separate ways.
The lead Lean Man, along with the Timid Boy and a few others, headed towards the ground floor of the complex, intending to risk leaving this place.
The Curly-Haired Middle-Aged Woman, leading another group of people, began to scavenge the second floor right where they were.
She watched the group leaving for downstairs and sneered disdainfully:
"Isn't it better to wait here for rescue? Why go out there to die?"
The silver-haired little girl glanced back once, then paid them no more attention. As long as they didn't bother her, they could do whatever they wanted.
She reached out again to summon the Crimson War Blade. That familiar agitation appeared once more, and the whispers craving for fresh blood echoed in her ears again.
It seemed that storing it in the system space and taking it out again in a short time didn't reset this negative effect.
Ning Yu's attempt to exploit a bug had failed.
But this was also good because, similarly, the operation wouldn't reset its strengthening effect on her either.
She swept her gaze across the western side of the complex's second floor. There were still quite a few zombies left, and she could maintain her self-control under the current negative effects.
She wanted to see where her limit was.
Not long after.
The zombies on the west side had been completely cleared, and Ning Yu stood at the westernmost point, holding her knife.
That sense of dizziness was getting stronger. Ning Yu's body felt incredibly hot, as if the blood in her veins was boiling.
Her eyes had turned a vivid crimson, seeming to emit light, as if blood was about to drip from them.
She could feel her heart pounding wildly, her strength and speed becoming even stronger and faster. Her entire being was in a state of extreme excitement.
The whispers in her ears were like carrying a 360-degree surround sound system, so noisy it made her a bit dizzy.
She glanced at the experience value of the Crimson War Blade [29/50]. It had grown quite a bit, but the speed was still a bit slow.
She would probably need to clear two more floors like this to level up.
This was about her limit. If she continued killing zombies, she might lose herself to the desire for slaughter.
The silver-haired little girl slowly released the long blade, and it immediately vanished.
Her pupils instantly returned to their clear, amber color.
Ning Yu felt it was about time to go back.
But just then, that feeling of being watched appeared again, and it was even more obvious!
Ning Yu was startled. She immediately looked towards the eastern side of the complex, where the group of survivors who chose to stay behind were.
They had scattered, following behind Ning Yu to start collecting things, looking seemingly normal.
But Ning Yu clearly sensed a dangerous presence in their direction.
She had been mistaken. That watchful gaze wasn't coming from these survivors, but from something even more terrifying!
Suddenly, a piercing scream broke the silence of the complex.
"Ah!! Help......"
It was the voice of the Curly-Haired Middle-Aged Woman, and it was quickly cut off.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
