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"It seems that your sister doesn't care about you either. It's been almost ten months, and she still hasn't shown up. Is she dead? If she's dead, then she's of no value. You might as well stop living too." Jiang Zhilin entered the secret room, looking at Shu Ruo Lan with cold eyes. The long wait had drained all his patience.
Recently, he felt himself on the brink of collapse, with an increasingly strong desire to restore Ram Planet to its original state. The energy within him was growing more powerful, yet it was becoming harder to suppress the overwhelming urge building inside.
"What do you want with my sister? We're just ordinary people. And after so long in this apocalypse, she might have already sacrificed herself. Just let me go. I'm just an ordinary student; I don't know anything," Shu Ruo Lan said in a low, broken voice.
"Not knowing anything is your mistake. You should just die." Jiang Zhilin was filled with anger upon seeing Shu Ruo Lan. It was this useless person who knew nothing and had caused him to waste so much time and energy on her. He unleashed his Ability, driving Longtail into Shu Ruo Lan's body to siphon off her energy.
This body was too weak; there was barely any source power left after just a few attempts.
"If you have the guts, kill me! Don't give me a chance; otherwise, I'll make sure to end you!" A pained Shu Ruo Lan was ignited with a fierce spirit and shouted loudly.
"Want to die? That's easy; I'll grant you that." Jiang Zhilin sneered and increased the speed at which he absorbed her power.
Shu Ruo Lan's face twisted grotesquely as her body became desiccated, resembling a skeleton as if her flesh and veins were being hollowed out from within.
Then her breath ceased completely; she died utterly.
Jiang Zhilin wiped his hands dismissively and turned to leave.
The tortured and grimacing Shu Ruo Lan did not transform into a Zombie; her facial expression captured the moment of pain before death perfectly.
The door creaked open quietly. Dai Yuanyuan entered cautiously, curious about why Jiang Zhilin had been so secretive and unresponsive lately. What could he possibly be busy with?
When he saw the dead Shu Ruo Lan, he was initially startled, only to realize later that it was a corpse. But it was a male body. Jiang Zhilin had spent the last ten months here just to study a man?
"There's a dead man in there?" Jiang Yan nudged the woman leaning against his shoulder, surprised.
"Yes, there's only one man's corpse in that secret room." Dai Yuanyuan leaned closer to Jiang Yan, greedily admiring his young and fit body, her hand unconsciously stroking his firm chest and abs.
"Wait a minute. When someone dies, don't they turn into a Zombie? Why is he just a corpse? This is strange." Jiang Yan was astonished, keenly noticing the issue.
"You're right, how did I not realize that?" Dai Yuanyuan suddenly understood.
"Help me steal the body; I'll find someone to study it." Jiang Yan's eyes gleamed with an unsettling intensity, revealing a kind of fervor.
"And how will you repay me?" Dai Yuanyuan looked at Jiang Yan flirtatiously, blinking her eyes.
"What about this? How does that sound?" Jiang Yan grinned wickedly as he pinned Dai Yuanyuan beneath him.
Looking at the woman below him, Jiang Yan felt his heart turn cold. After waking from his stupor, he found himself trapped in a personality disorder. Although Jiang Zhilin had saved him and given him a new life, the person he once was had truly died. The kindness, justice, and aspirations he once had had vanished. Now, everything for him boiled down to two words: revenge. He had to defeat Qin Zhi Han and make his life plummet into despair; he wanted him to feel the pain he had endured. Once lost in uncertainty about the future, he now felt resolute. Perhaps everyone needs an imagined enemy to fully unleash their potential. In the past, he would never have acted so ungratefully or betrayed those close to him, but now, as long as it served his revenge, he would stop at nothing.
If destruction was inevitable, then let everything be destroyed. Those who have fallen into hell no longer fear darkness and suffering.
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