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“Lord Lin? He’s just a carpenter. When the apocalypse hit, he got lucky and ate a mutated Essence Fruit, turning into a Superpowered Individual. His first act wasn’t to clear out the Zombies, but to abduct all the women and make them his concubines. Only after that did he start dealing with the Zombies, taking over the entire Factory Area.” Her voice trembled slightly, evoking sympathy.
The wound at the corner of her mouth had indeed pierced through, and it was evident from her speech that air was escaping through it.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t just one cheek; there was also a puncture near her ear on the opposite side.
It seemed as if a sharp bullet had penetrated her entire mouth.
“Oh? So this Lord Lin is just an ordinary carpenter? How did he manage to wipe out all the Zombies? If I’m not mistaken, there must be over ten thousand Zombies here, right?” Zheng Yifan looked at the girl in front of him with confusion.
The girl appeared somewhat bitter, tears slowly streaming down her face as she gazed at the factory behind her.
“Did you see those corpses over there? They were all our Sisters. The men who tried to resist were eaten long ago—over three thousand of them! How many are left now? Not even a handful!” Her voice quivered with tears, her face etched with pain as she looked at Zheng Yifan, ready to strike at any moment.
She didn’t know if Zheng Yifan harbored murderous intent towards them; she could only maintain a defensive posture. They needed to understand the situation outside and whether they could escape the terrifying grasp of Lord Lin.
“Then this Lord Lin truly is a ruthless monster. Doesn’t he realize how much profit can be made from thousands of people?” The flicker of sympathy in Zheng Yifan’s heart gradually faded away. For this Lord Lin, he would deliver a fatal blow!
“Profit? His profit is Killing. Frantic Killing, devouring the flesh and blood of those people. He has gone mad, living in dreams of soaring through the sky. He’s developing all sorts of torturous devices for pleasure! He’s insane! No one can survive; when these people die, he will activate that giant bird and fly into the sky for his final madness.”
The girl was crying uncontrollably; she had never cried like this before. Finally, she wept freely after rescuing her friends. The three girls were mentally exhausted, their bodies covered in wounds, but it was fortunate they were still alive. Many others had died there, suffering great humiliation before their end.
“Against such beasts, the only way to stop killing is to kill; there are no other options!” Zheng Yifan glared fiercely into the distance. The three struggling figures on the ground looked into his eyes as if caught in a freezing wind.
Gunfire! Three shots shattered their throats without giving them any chance to resist; their lives were claimed by Zheng Yifan.
They had lost all value. In death, their only destination awaited them.
So they died, and no one cared for their bodies.
“The aircraft manufactured by Lord Lin is in the nearby factory—a completely wooden aircraft. I don’t know how it was successfully made; it’s just too miraculous! For half a year now, aircraft have frequently flown over the Factory Area; it should be reaching its final stage now.” The girl explained to Zheng Yifan while tending to her friends.
"Where are you planning to go? Are you coming with me to take down Lord Lin? Are you heading to my territory, or do you intend to stay here?" Zheng Yifan asked, puzzled.
"We should stay here. The food nearby is plentiful enough for us to live on for a long time," the girl replied slowly as she stepped out of the factory, leaving Zheng Yifan's line of sight.
Zheng Yifan had saved her, and she felt a flicker of gratitude, but she had also shared a lot of information with him; no one owed anyone anything.
As they left, Zheng Yifan found himself alone again. His current target had shifted to the factory outside, specifically the giant bird within it.
That was a valuable asset, and Zheng Yifan desperately needed it. With that giant bird, he could go anywhere he wanted; it was just uncertain what the future held for the birds in the sky.
Calming his mind, he carefully surveyed the equipment inside the factory. Once he confirmed nothing was left behind, he turned to head outside.
He needed to take the Scientists and seize that giant bird; after that, everything would become simpler.
With options to attack or retreat, returning to the Hope Gathering Place would be incredibly easy.
"Help!" Suddenly, a terrified scream echoed from outside, followed by the sharp sounds of submachine gun fire. The noise was crisp, like a storm battering banana trees.
"Hahaha!" A loud, eerie laugh sent chills down Zheng Yifan's spine. He hadn't expected an attack here.
Was it Lord Lin? Zheng Yifan couldn't be sure; all he knew was that he had to get out. If he lost a few valuable assets, it would break his heart.
Especially Ten Thousand Steps, that fellow who embodied both a drunkard and a glutton. His importance was undeniable—an Inscription Master advancing from Third Stage to Fourth Stage with ample imagination. With him around, the Superpowered Weapon manufacturing technology at the Hope Gathering Place would experience rapid development.
Zheng Yifan absolutely could not let these talents slip away! Absolutely!
"Stop!" He shouted loudly to attract their attention, hoping they would cease their attack on Ten Thousand Steps and redirect their focus onto him. Hundreds of Avatars of the Believers gradually appeared beside him, forming battle formations as they began to charge forward.
This was Zheng Yifan's only way to deal with a large number of enemies; with the Avatars of the Believers, he could at least buy some time.
He could eliminate the enemy leader and achieve a brief victory in battle.
The distance to the entrance was only about a hundred meters. Normally, he could rush over in less than two seconds, but now, Zheng Yifan was practically burning with anxiety.
Two seconds was enough time for the enemy to turn all the treasures they had gathered into a pile of minced meat.
Even Ten Thousand Steps was no exception. Despite his Superpowered Firearm looking impressive, it was effective only against Low-Level Zombies and when protected by Zheng Yifan. Anyone else wielding that gun could do the same, perhaps even better. However, without his physical prowess, they couldn't fully withstand the power unleashed by the firearm.
"Who dares to act so boldly before your Master Qi?" As expected, the enemy leader's first reaction to Zheng Yifan's shout was anger. He then turned to see who this audacious person was.
By the time he looked back, Zheng Yifan had already reached his side, his Silver Spear radiating an astonishing glow, while the Avatar of the Believers focused on all the enemies around them.
There were a total of fourteen people, all at least Second-Stage Espers, with the two leading them being Third-Stage Espers.
The man before Zheng Yifan wielded ice powers. Unlike the Ice King, he relied solely on his own hands to unleash his abilities without any other weapons.
No matter how strong he was, he couldn't face those icy hands. As a Third-Stage Esper, he might not hold as much power as the Ice King, but he already possessed formidable strength. His mastery over ice allowed him to freeze all enemies and bind them completely.
"Kill!" Zheng Yifan thrust his Silver Spear with great force, showing no mercy. The opponent, Fellow, did not hesitate to counter Zheng Yifan. As he waved his hands in the air, a large expanse of ice began to form, coalescing into a cage that trapped Zheng Yifan inside.
The nearby Superpowered Individual seized this opportunity. The moment he saw Zheng Yifan trapped, he slammed his hands against the icy cage.
A powerful Smash erupted, causing the area within the cage to twist irregularly. The immense force nearly overwhelmed Zheng Yifan's Fifth Level body, let alone any other Superpowered Individuals.
This must be why these more than ten people dared to rampage through the Apocalyptic World.
"Die! Remember my name before King Yan! I am Sui Tie!" As Sui Tie swung his hands, the overwhelming spatial power threatened to tear everything apart.
In that space, everything returned to nothingness. No one could see clearly what was happening.
However, when Zheng Yifan saw it, it was as if he had crossed the Time-Space Barrier and entered a world beyond the Blue Light Gate. It was complete void, capable of devouring some things. Only, the ancient powers had sealed the entire reality within this void, completely hidden, making it difficult for anyone to find.
Faced with this familiar sight, Zheng Yifan's first reaction was to quickly evade; otherwise, being pulled into that space would surely mean certain death. The Time-Space Barrier could stand firm in that space, but it did not mean that a mere Fifth Level Zheng Yifan could manage it.
He could only avoid the threat of death. His body violently broke free from the icy prison, and the Adamantium Shield unleashed its maximum power, smashing into the icy cage and shattering it without leaving any chance for them.
His body had already lightly swayed away from the icy prison. The distorted space held for only about a second, but that second had already become the most terrifying prelude to death.
Zheng Yifan had evaded it. He had dodged that horrific attack, but his clothes looked as if they had been chewed by a dog, missing a piece. There was a shallow scratch on his body, made by the chaotic fragments of space. The wound was incredibly smooth, showing no signs of injury at all; only upon closer inspection could one notice that it was half an inch deep. It wasn't that he hadn't been hurt; rather, the wound was so smooth that it resembled skin.
Only when blood began to flow from his veins did it remind Zheng Yifan that he had indeed been injured.
Fortunately, his internal organs were unharmed; it was merely an external injury. Zheng Yifan's Super Soldier Serum could handle everything.
What remained for him now was the heart to fight. The people before him seemed like mere chickens and dogs to him; he was a Fifth-Level Esper, and dealing with Third-Stage Espers was simply too easy.
Yet just moments ago, he had nearly capsized in the gutter. This reminded him of his encounter with the Ice King; how powerful the Ice King had been back then! Zheng Yifan had faced him head-on with no hope of victory, especially with the formidable Night Demon lurking nearby. But in that situation, Zheng Yifan emerged victorious, defeating the Night Demon and dragging down the Ice King.
Now, before him stood someone called Sui Tie alongside a Qixing Ice User; their combined strength was even more formidable. If they managed to trap him, there would be no room for retaliation.
For ordinary Superpowered Individuals, once they trapped you in an instant, victory or defeat had already been decided.
It was only because Zheng Yifan possessed immense power and the Adamantium Shield that he truly broke through their defenses.
Power! Only with powerful strength could he break through this deadly situation. Zheng Yifan absolutely could not leave these two alive; if he wanted information, he would have to extract it from others.
The Adamantium Shield struck again, targeting their throats. The shield radiated powerful electricity that gradually stiffened their bodies while fierce wind blades tore through their skin, tormenting their will.
This was not the most terrifying part; the most frightening aspect was the true form of the Adamantium Shield. The solid metal, combined with Zheng Yifan's arm strength and the power it carried, unleashed a force that neither of them could withstand.
"Ice Prison!"
"Spatial Exile!" The two of them simultaneously unleashed their most powerful techniques. Walls of ice formed to block the Adamantium Shield, while the Spatial Exile created a bizarre spatial portal in front of it. If the Adamantium Shield charged through, it would surely be banished.
However, Zheng Yifan would not allow that to happen. The Adamantium Shield seemed to possess a will of its own as it curved gracefully, gliding past them and continuing to radiate immense power for another attack.
All defenses were designed to resist direct attacks; if one could maneuver around, they could strike at their core.
It was only at this moment that they realized their panic, but it was too late. Zheng Yifan had already decided to eliminate them. The Silver Spear in his hand had been launched the moment they formed the Ice Prison.
The walls of the Ice Prison obstructed their view, preventing them from seeing Zheng Yifan or his overwhelming lethality.
With a single shot, like piercing through a candied hawthorn, he broke through the wall created by the Ice Prison and then penetrated both of their bodies.
Next came the might of the Adamantium Shield. Having circled around, its power had diminished slightly, but that didn't matter; all the immense force it carried struck directly at their heads without reservation.
The sound of bursting watermelons echoed as their heads exploded, brain matter splattering everywhere.
Zheng Yifan took two steps back, disgusted as he looked at their corpses. Meanwhile, the Avatar of the Believers had already surrounded everyone. He needed information—information that resided in these people's minds. Zheng Yifan needed to extract it. (To be continued...)
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