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Ancheng had begun a comprehensive plan to eradicate cockroaches, with the entire underground set to be thoroughly cleaned. However, the large holes in the ground were intended to be fully utilized by the designers, creating an extensive Underground Passage that would facilitate the movements of the Cockroach King. These passages could almost form an underground arena.
In the eyes of the designers, this was the greatest blessing. In the future, Ancheng would become two cities—one above ground and one below. All energy issues had been resolved, thanks to the enormous Vital Crystal possessed by the Cockroach King. The power contained within it was terrifying, and it could continuously absorb Vital Energy from the air. As long as there was no shortage of Vital Energy in the world, the Vital Crystal could be used indefinitely.
It was nothing short of a divine artifact. Zheng Yifan had stopped concerning himself with a series of designs; he still had Zombie Crystal s in his Storage Space that had been exchanged for machines and manufacturing blueprints left in Ancheng. Han Rui and others would arrange for them to be transported back to Hope Gathering Place.
However, the price was exorbitant; he could only exchange for two items, and anything beyond that required ten billion Zombie Crystal s.
After using these Zombie Crystal s, the Time-Space Barrier began to stabilize. Within the Spatial Turbulence, Earth was starting to approach stability, no longer being pulled at random by Spatial Turbulence. Yet, entering the Apocalyptic World was an inevitability that could never be avoided; it was a kind of inertia, a rule.
No one could change that.
Right now, Zheng Yifan had no mood to dwell on these matters. He was on a road heading north, but his spirits were far from high.
Or rather, they were terrible. The only person accompanying him was Li Ning; everyone else was pursuing their own plans.
Zheng Yifan couldn't travel with others because their combat abilities were simply not on par. Others needed to advance slowly.
Meanwhile, Zheng Yifan could easily charge into enemy territory; his strength dictated that he would inevitably separate from the group, otherwise he would just sit idly as their leader.
Unfortunately, he wasn't someone who could sit still. But right now, his mood was too foul.
Although he had imagined that conditions outside Hope Gathering Place would be dire, he hadn't expected it to be this bad.
Currently, he found himself in the middle of a Wheat Field. It was an expansive area filled with wheat; other Survivors were already planting food there. Unfortunately, weeds grew rampant around them, and they had no way to clear them away. What made Zheng Yifan's face turn pale was that those wandering through the fields were not farmers but Zombies. They roamed incessantly.
In the center of the field, there was a cage hanging in mid-air, and inside it sat a man, a man covered in blood, who sat lifelessly within the cage. Occasionally, he would take out some food from a bag beside him.
He had lost all thoughts of living. He was merely bait, bait to attract Zombies, destined to die whenever an Advanced Zombie appeared.
The Zombies that occasionally showed up were drawn to him, jumping around in hopes of catching him.
The man inside could only helplessly pull out a long spear from beside him and stab the Zombies below.
It was a concrete pit; when a Zombie died and turned into Zombie Fluid, the grooves within the pit would carry the corpse liquid into the fields.
It was practically a trap. The only cost was human life.
Zheng Yifan watched this scene with a grim expression. He had found the place where these Survivors lived, just a few hundred meters away underground. There was a basement where everyone was hiding. This unfortunate soul outside was likely one of those abandoned by them.
To survive, these people truly went to great lengths. The streets had been cleared, and occasionally a car would pass by.
Zheng Yifan had followed the highway; the people in those cars were Superpowered Individuals, yet they remained indifferent to everything happening around them. Only one of the vehicles stopped.
It appeared to be a truck. However, their target was not the man trapped in the cage but rather what lay above the basement nearby.
"Hey! Pay your protection fee!" A single phrase revealed their tyranny.
A protection fee. At the very least, after paying, one would expect protection in return, but they only collected money without providing any service. Their method was nothing but constant exploitation.
The man inside helplessly said, "Pi Zong, please don’t torment us any further. We’re barely surviving as it is; each of us has to pay a pound of food. Isn’t that asking for our lives? It will be two more months before our food is ready. We’re just a few brothers here, each eating only two ounces of food; we’re on the brink of starvation. The one outside is Monkey King’s brother-in-law, just hanging there waiting to die. What more do you want from us?"
The voices from inside were filled with despair, tinged with the sound of crying.
However, the people outside remained indifferent. One of them kicked the iron well cover with all his might, bending it almost out of shape.
"Stop wasting time! Either hand over the food, or none of you will live!" Pi Zong shouted loudly.
Behind him, two Superpowered Individuals approached; they were both Second-Stage Espers.
It seemed that the level of Superpowered Individuals had noticeably increased, as Second-Stage Espers were now on par with others' subordinates.
Zheng Yifan was not surprised, as the emergence of Superpowered Individuals was inevitable. There would always be a few lucky ones.
One of them walked into the Wheat Field and casually grabbed a Zombie before heading to the entrance of the basement where the Survivors were hiding.
The Zombies outside were all low-level, numbering only three or four in total.
The other Zombies had no chance to resist and were quickly taken down by the Superpowered Individual.
His superpower was quite simple; he released something that resembled bullets.
Zheng Yifan understood that it was his own bones. This Fellow could actually fire his bones like a gun, clearly indicating that they could regenerate on his body.
The Survivors were nearly on the brink of collapse. After some rustling, they finally opened the well cover and handed out a bag of rice. It looked as if they were offering their lives in exchange.
"Next time, be smarter and don’t force me to take action." Pi Zong weighed the bag for a moment before suddenly frowning.
"Something's off with the weight; it's only ten *jin*, way too little. Either make up for it or pay with your life! Hurry up and stop stalling!" Pi Zong continued to roar loudly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, while another subordinate was almost ready to shove the Zombie inside.
"Wait! Take this bag of steamed buns too; it should be enough," suddenly shouted the man in the cage outside, tossing out the last of his rations.
"At least you know what's good for you! Let's go!" Pi Zong suddenly smiled and handed the bag to a nearby subordinate.
The Superpowered Brother casually tossed a bone-made bullet that shot out and killed the Zombie.
A few people drove away at full speed, disappearing from sight in no time.
Meanwhile, the group of over ten crawled out, crying in despair.
"Brothers, we have no way out now; our last food is gone. Let's fight the Zombies!" Their cries merged into one. Among them, one person who had almost turned into a skeleton was the most pitiful.
"Brother-in-law! I'm sorry, Monkey! I'm so sorry!" Tears streamed down his face, making anyone who heard him feel heartbroken.
"Scum!" Zheng Yifan harshly rebuked. Next to him, Li Ning suddenly turned away with a cold expression and waved his right hand.
Looking far into the distance, the car that was almost out of sight was compressed to its limits by a powerful force, ultimately turning into a massive iron ball. (To be continued)
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