"Ning Yu, I noticed you've become quite mischievous."
Shen Yiyue showed a shy expression. Ever since that time she was pushed down, her defensive nature had been completely exposed.
"Let's get back to practice."
Ning Yu stopped teasing her and sat back down.
So in the underground parking lot, Shen Yiyue continued practicing with the motorcycle.
Meanwhile, Ning Yu opened the marketplace interface and searched for 9mm bullets.
The gun they had just confiscated from that man only had less than 10 bullets left - it was probably mainly used for intimidation.
Using it against zombies would be wasteful.
But now they were about to traverse the city by motorcycle.
If they needed to deal with zombies while moving, using the titanium alloy crossbow would be impossible since there'd be no time to recover the arrows.
Using a gun would be most suitable in this situation - the noise wouldn't matter since the motorcycle would be making noise anyway.
However, bullets remained an issue.
Suddenly, Ning Yu's eyes lit up as she spotted something very eye-catching:
[Automatic Infinite Magazine (9mm): 3000 points]
[Provides 150 rounds of 9mm caliber ammunition, auto-fills without manual reloading. Automatically replenishes to 150 rounds at dawn each day.]
It was a bit expensive - 3000 points just for one magazine, and it only worked with 9mm caliber. It wouldn't be compatible with other caliber handguns.
The marketplace had similar automatic infinite magazines for other calibers, but they needed to be purchased separately.
And while it was called "infinite," it actually only provided 150 rounds per day. The "infinite" part probably referred to the daily automatic replenishment.
Still, it was better than buying bullets one by one - the system showed at least some conscience here.
Ning Yu checked her points: 10,530.
The zombies Shen Yiyue had killed along the way had added some points to her total.
However, 3000 points weren't enough to use the half-price opportunity - better save that for more expensive items.
Ning Yu clicked to purchase at full price.
With a thought, a silver-gray gun magazine appeared in her hand.
Feeling the cool touch in her hand, Ning Yu removed the original magazine from the black handgun and replaced it with the new infinite one.
Though initially slightly mismatched in size, the infinite magazine automatically adjusted to fit the black handgun perfectly the moment they made contact.
"Sister Yue, I'm going to try shooting while moving - you should get used to it too."
Ning Yu spoke from the back seat.
This would definitely happen when they actually hit the road, so it was better to practice now.
"Alright."
Shen Yiyue remained focused on her practice.
Sitting on the motorcycle's back seat, Ning Yu aimed the gun at several security cameras in the parking lot - they were useless now anyway with the power out.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Several shots rang out, and the cameras exploded on impact, their glass lenses shattering to the ground.
"Ning Yu, your aim is amazing!"
Shen Yiyue was impressed that Ning Yu could hit such small targets accurately while moving on the motorcycle.
She didn't ask why Ning Yu was so proficient with guns, knowing the little imp would just say:
"Just a tiny bit skilled."
Ning Yu checked the bullet's power and confirmed there were no issues - the infinite ammunition hadn't compromised the firepower.
She ejected the infinite magazine and tried to take it apart.
However, while she could disassemble it, the inside was completely empty, despite having just fired bullets that destroyed the cameras.
Her attempt to exploit a bug had failed:
She had hoped that if she could remove the bullets, she could get up to 150 extra rounds each day and accumulate them over time.
But true to form, the watertight system hadn't left even this loophole.
Having tested the effectiveness with these few shots, Ning Yu decided not to waste any more of today's bullets.
Now with this gun and daily ammunition supply, she could start teaching Shen Yiyue how to shoot without worrying about wasting bullets.
"Ning Yu, I think I've got it down!"
"Let's go then."
After several hours, Shen Yiyue felt comfortable enough and stopped at the parking lot exit.
Ning Yu looked up at the sky - the sun was setting, probably around 4 PM.
They needed to find a place to stay before it got completely dark, as night vision would be poor.
"Vroom!"
The motorcycle roared to life as they burst out of the underground parking lot.
The ride wasn't very smooth at first, perhaps due to the heavy front end of the motorcycle, as Shen Yiyue was still getting used to steering.
So she didn't accelerate much, maintaining a medium speed on the road, occasionally detouring onto sidewalks to bypass accident scenes.
"Bang!"
From the back, Ning Yu kept watch, taking out any zombies that got too close with single shots.
Bullets pierced their foreheads, creating beautiful sprays of blood as they fell.
"Head to the distribution center first - we need to get a map!"
The motorcycle was quite loud, forcing Ning Yu to shout, while simultaneously taking out a fat zombie that had lunged from behind a utility pole.
"Got it!"
After riding for a while, Shen Yiyue grew more confident and twisted the throttle to add some speed.
"Vrooom!"
The motorcycle suddenly accelerated, its red hubs spinning so fast they looked like two burning flames.
The sudden acceleration forced Ning Yu to hold onto Shen Yiyue's slender waist with one hand, feeling the soft touch of the girl's abdomen.
Being so close, she could clearly smell the girl's faint fragrance.
Ning Yu thought she must be wearing some kind of citrus blossom perfume - it smelled nice.
"Woohoo! Taking off!!"
Shen Yiyue cheered loudly at the sudden burst of speed, as excited as a child with a new toy.
The motorcycle was already so noisy that they weren't worried about her cheers attracting zombies - they were already the center of attention.
Shen Yiyue showed no fear, and Ning Yu even less so.
"Turn right ahead, then straight until the second intersection, then left!"
Following Ning Yu's directions, Shen Yiyue felt like she had a GPS voice guidance: Ning Yu Navigation, at your service.
The sunset painted the entire city in flames, coating the streets in a beautiful orange-red hue, creating a scene of beautiful desolation.
The black-haired girl and the silver-haired little girl sat front and back on a high-end motorcycle at full throttle, speeding through the city.
Between the streets, undead bodies stumbled about, all growing agitated at the thunderous noise, following behind the motorcycle.
All they could catch was the exhaust fumes.
For a moment, the roar of the engine, gunshots, falling bullet casings, the joy-riding girl's cheers, and the hungry howls of zombies created an alternating heavy metal symphony.
Ning Yu touched the hot gun barrel and adjusted her wind-blown silver hair.
Her amber eyes reflected the sunset as she aimed at the next charging zombie.
The black-haired girl in front, her hair dancing wildly, twisted the throttle again with abandon:
"Hold on tight, Ning Yu! This veteran driver is taking off!!!"
It was quite a scene of apocalyptic street racing.
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...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
