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The target on the battlefield was clearly Zheng Yifan. They did not recognize this unexpected Fellow, as there was no such figure in other Gathering Places to command their obedience. With weapons ready to strike at any moment, they were poised for attack.
"Hey! This is your own failure to seize the opportunity; don't blame me for not giving you a heads-up," Zheng Yifan said with a smile, waving his hand at them.
Behind him, forty individuals simultaneously raised their Submachine Guns. Further back, there were hundreds of people wielding various weapons, most of which were makeshift tools acquired from hardware stores. There were also numerous Fire Axes among them.
They watched the opposing group with predatory eyes, as if those people were lambs awaiting slaughter, ready to be taken down by Zheng Yifan at any moment.
The ground was already stained red with blood, droplets splattering onto the earth. It attracted Zombies; even those several kilometers away could sense the scent of blood and began to converge slowly towards this location.
The situation on the battlefield was complex; devastating weapons had yet to make an appearance. Instead, Superpowered Individuals engaged in a chaotic exchange of attacks. There might not have been many explosive sounds, but in terms of combat power, they far surpassed ordinary Firearms.
However, the Firearms before them were not typical; even the crudest Ten Thousand Steps weapons were Psychic Weapons with immense power.
Over forty Submachine Guns unleashed a wild barrage of bullets that spiraled through the air, possessing tremendous penetration and unparalleled lethality as they pierced their targets.
It was a sweeping assault—a deathly hail of gunfire. Regardless of their actual strength or accuracy, in that moment, they transformed into harbingers of death. Most of the people on the other side were civilians in this Post-Apocalypse; they had never witnessed such a scene before. Even if they had seen it, it would have been in movies where superheroes enjoyed unbeatable luck, deflecting bullets with buttons on their clothes.
They did not possess such luck. They were not protagonists. When bullets tore through their chests and arms, they realized they were just ordinary people.
The sound of gunfire echoed—a long-lost melody that filled the silent night of Ancheng. Those who had once served in the military opened their eyes at the sound, anticipating the application of skills learned during the Post-Apocalypse. Yet in this world, those skills proved utterly useless.
Hearing gunfire signified that their rebirth was imminent.
"Kill them!" Most of those who fell to the Submachine Guns were quickly dispatched. Some sought cover and shouted loudly; none dared to charge forward themselves.
However, this did not stop them from shouting loudly, hoping that some fool would charge forward, and even more so, hoping that a true hidden powerhouse would step up to eliminate those Fellows.
They wished to dominate the Telecom Building, believing that it would grant them abundant resources. Even if others starved, the true Ruler would still enjoy fine wine and delicacies. Of course, there would be no meat, just food that was usually out of reach.
"Kill!" Among the crowd, there were always some passionate hotheads who rushed out first.
"Die!" Ten Thousand Steps, unwilling to be left out, raised his enhanced Submachine Gun and fired at a target behind a cover.
He was confident he could shoot through that distribution box. He was even more certain he could take out the person hiding behind it.
Among those who had been hiding, at least three or four were concealed behind the distribution box—definitely a case of people piled on top of each other. There was no room to hide.
"Ah!" A powerful force penetrated the entire distribution box, completely impaling one unfortunate soul from head to toe. The scene was utterly tragic, affecting those nearby to varying degrees. Those four people were rendered completely useless.
The battlefield fell into a momentary silence, with only the hothead staring blankly at Zheng Yifan and Ten Thousand Steps, his legs trembling uncontrollably as a trickle of liquid slid down his pants.
He had actually wet himself.
"Anyone who wants to live, get out here and lie on the ground! My orders still stand; otherwise!"
"Show no mercy!" Zheng Yifan's voice was filled with coldness, sending shivers down their spines. His powerful confidence and icy gaze made it clear that no one dared to resist.
"I surrender!" Finally, someone could no longer bear the pressure and crawled out with their head down, hands clasped on top of their head, completely giving up resistance. Once one person surrendered, it opened the floodgates for others' survival instincts to kick in.
"I surrender!"
"I surrender too!"
The voices of surrender echoed continuously, and everyone unanimously chose to give up.
To enjoy life, one must first have the means to do so. With one person surrendering, everyone began to follow suit, realizing they had no chance of defeating their opponents.
Moreover, they all understood that their insistence on not surrendering was nothing but a joke, a joke they themselves did not believe.
"I accept your surrender. Everyone will join the management team on the 11th floor, and later you will be selected for higher floors based on merit."
Zheng Yifan announced loudly, then said something that left everyone astonished.
"From now on, you are all Xu Jie's subordinates. You will obey her orders; her words are my words. If there is any disobedience, when I return, that will be your day of reckoning." Zheng Yifan's gaze was cold and merciless as he hurled the Adamantium Shield at the building across from the Telecom Building. The strike pierced through a load-bearing wall with tremendous force! It continued to penetrate until it reached its limit before slowly returning to his hand.
Dust began to rise from the structure, and the tremors sent a wave of danger through everyone present.
"Boom!" It sounded like a mountain flood; the entire building tilted dramatically and began to collapse. The reality of crumbling pillars followed by the burdened walls led to the entire structure's downfall.
What does it look like when a 40-plus story building collapses? It is nothing short of a disaster. While movies often depict skyscrapers falling, experiencing it firsthand brings an entirely different sensation.
Zheng Yifan felt he had gone too far; as the building behind him crumbled, he realized he had dug his own grave. The force was beyond his control; the power of collapsing structures seemed ready to bury the entire world. Below him, Zheng Yifan felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. Even though the collapse was not directed at him but rather imploding in place, it still filled him with fear.
The crowd around him began to panic, desperately trying to escape back into the Telecom Building. In their minds, only inside the Telecom Building was safe; outside lay the terrifying realm of Zombies.
Now, it had become synonymous with disaster.
"Yo! Hahaha! Fight, go crazy, all your wealth is mine now!" A series of arrogant voices echoed in the air, the voice of the City Hunter, sending chills down people's spines.
Looking up, there floated the Fellow, drifting in the sky. However, this time his target was no longer the lowly Survivor but rather the upper floors of the Telecom Building. His superpower was only at level two, still quite a distance from a level three Superpowered Individual.
Now his goal was the legacy of Night Wolf, which belonged to Zheng Yifan. It was now firmly within his sights.
Why was his appetite growing larger? Last time he devoured a Leg of Lamb, he ate and took so much that it seemed he would never be satisfied.
Zheng Yifan noticed while eating that his appetite wasn't actually that big; it just felt like he was always searching for other food to allow himself to find even more.
"Boss! The food and supplies up there are your spoils; we must get there first," said the Huang Brothers beside Zheng Yifan, their eyes wide with urgency.
Zheng Yifan quickly realized that what was up there already rightfully belonged to him, yet this Fellow wanted to get there first.
This absolutely could not be tolerated! The Adamantium Shield in Zheng Yifan's hand glimmered with Blue Light, reflecting the anger within him.
The fortieth floor! The highest floor had a full forty levels, and it would be quite difficult for Zheng Yifan to reach it quickly.
The only way was to intercept that Fellow.
To block his escape route.
That place was familiar to Zheng Yifan; it was the old building from last time!
"You all catch him from inside the building; I'll intercept him at the old building! We absolutely cannot let him get away. That Ge Laozi took advantage of me last time, eating and taking everything, robbing a large amount of food. Now it's all gone so quickly; I don't even know where he used it!" Zheng Yifan shouted angrily.
His body was slowly retreating, his target being the Old Building, in a direction different from everyone else's.
He ran quickly, completely ignoring all obstacles, easily leaping over the barriers. The greenery along the streets was lush, and occasionally he spotted Mutated Plants.
However, these Mutated Plants no longer shocked him as they had the first time he saw them.
Zheng Yifan remembered that nearly every Mutated Plant he encountered back then bore Essence Fruit.
Though they were the most worthless, they still held value for Zheng Yifan. Now, they had lost all their worth; all the Garbage Essence Fruits had been collected by starving Survivors who exchanged them at Zheng Yifan's Exchange Point for food.
Nearly one hundred thousand Essence Fruits had been exchanged by Zheng Yifan for over nineteen thousand bottles of A-Level Essence, a massive quantity that could help the Hope Gathering Place thrive once more.
Essence represented the number of Superpowered Individuals in a Gathering Place, and this number was crucial.
Avoiding the stairs, Zheng Yifan knew Liu Hao's ridiculous Superpower. It was simply a disaster; with just one arrow shot, he could take away all the supplies. He wondered what Liu Hao was doing robbing so many resources everywhere.
While others gathered supplies to build their own forces, he had been a lone wolf for the past two years. (To be continued...)
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