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Zheng Yifan's face was filled with mockery as he watched Liu Hao slowly lift his head, a wicked smile curling at the corners of his mouth. At the same time, he carelessly tossed the tense Bai Shuying onto the large bed in the room as if she were garbage.
Liu Hao stared at Zheng Yifan's cold gaze, waiting for him to make his demands.
"Ten Thousand Steps, go get his bow and arrows."
Zheng Yifan looked at this fellow who was always thinking about food and had an endless imagination, constantly wanting to create those killing tools or weapons to sweep away zombies. It was as if his mind would rust if it didn't operate for even a moment. Upon hearing Zheng Yifan's words, he had already stepped outside to retrieve Liu Hao's weapon.
Looking at the pitiful weapon that had become somewhat deformed from use, Zheng Yifan really wanted to ask him how he managed to dominate Ancheng for so long with such trash.
Shaking his head with a smile, he tossed the low-end bow and arrow—one that could barely be considered decent even in a shooting club—back to Liu Hao.
Liu Hao stood there looking confused at Ten Thousand Steps. This fellow's superpower was completely nonsensical; he still had no idea what this guy could actually do or how far he could go.
One thing was certain: his strength was much greater than Liu Hao's, at least a Third-Stage Esper, possibly even some kind of special superpowered individual.
Holding his bow and arrow, Liu Hao positioned himself in the center of the Underground Mall, which had enough space for both of them to unleash their full potential in battle.
Zheng Yifan stood over thirty meters away from him. He gazed at the bow and arrow in his hands as if they were his most trusted friends, while Zheng Yifan's voice echoed in his ears.
"As long as you can hold out under my command for a while, you pass. Of course, killing me counts too. Ten Thousand Steps won't kill you just for fun, right?"
Zheng Yifan winked at Ten Thousand Steps, who rolled his eyes in response. With a disdainful smirk, he looked at Liu Hao, who stood there in disbelief.
Liu Hao didn't hesitate; he slung the quiver over his back and raised the bow. His right hand moved smoothly over his shoulder, and with a gentle flick, an arrow appeared in his grasp.
Then, an arrow flew toward Zheng Yifan, aimed directly at his forehead.
Zheng Yifan didn’t dodge. He simply swiped with his left hand, and the arrow snapped cleanly in two, falling to the ground on either side of him. Shaking his head, he clicked his tongue and said, "Looks like I overestimated you. Turns out you only have this little skill. I think I'm having second thoughts."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Hao's right hand began to shake violently as if it were afflicted by paralysis. His body trembled along with the release of the arrow. It was a special frequency—one that belonged uniquely to Liu Hao and had been discovered through his own experimentation.
Only three arrows truly appeared, and they shot toward Zheng Yifan almost simultaneously, merging in midair. It was as if a single arrow had suddenly split into three before Zheng Yifan. The upper arrow suddenly descended, aiming from his head toward his chest, while the two lower arrows executed a bizarre exchange of attacks aimed at his abdomen.
Power surged unexpectedly. The overwhelming force left him struggling to adapt, as if his body were being pulled into a large letter.
All the attacks were merely a prelude, the final setup for the last strike.
Liu Hao nocked an arrow on the bowstring, focusing intently on Zheng Yifan, with the deadly arrow aimed directly at his heart.
Whoosh!
Once the bow was drawn, there was no turning back; the power behind that single shot was enough to terrify most people.
It was an arrow that condensed all of Liu Hao's strength, a culmination of the power guided by the three arrows. It seemed as if it would pierce through time and space.
As long as it was released, it would eliminate Zheng Yifan—this was the only thought in his mind, and he acted on it.
"Hah!" The smile on Zheng Yifan's face remained unchanged. Facing the formidable arrow, he struggled with all his might.
Everything in the world seemed on the verge of collapse; that was the power of Superpower.
"Hey! Not bad for an attack; you've got some skill. I'll give you that," Zheng Yifan said, still standing in place as if he had never moved. The other guiding arrows completely crumbled under the immense force, and the arrow aimed at Zheng Yifan's chest vanished—completely disappeared.
"No! Impossible! Why are you unharmed?" Liu Hao exclaimed in astonishment as he looked at Zheng Yifan. His arrows were not meant for direct attack but were designed to unleash a sudden strike when they got closest to Zheng Yifan.
"Is this what you meant?" Zheng Yifan revealed his right hand from behind the Adamantium Shield, holding an arrow concealed within another arrow. Though clever, its power remained immense.
"This..." Liu Hao was left speechless in shock as Zheng Yifan nodded with a smile.
"I'll reluctantly say you've passed the first test..."
Zheng Yifan's acknowledgment filled Liu Hao with joy. He looked at Zheng Yifan expectantly, waiting for the second challenge. Zheng Yifan took a few steps toward the Store and entered Bai Shuying's room, pulling her out by her hair.
With a casual gesture, Zheng Yifan said with a hint of malice, "The second challenge is very simple, really simple, with no difficulty at all. It's a rather enticing little task."
"All you have to do is make Bai Shuying your woman. No matter how much time it takes or what means you use, and regardless of what position you prefer, as long as you accomplish that, you will have successfully passed the test."
"You must either have her or die here in this paradise. It’s a straightforward choice."
Zheng Yifan's words were devastating, igniting Liu Hao's anxiety. The first challenge had seemed extremely twisted in Liu Hao's eyes; someone who would wager their own life would certainly not smile at him.
Zheng Yifan's tactics made Liu Hao lose confidence in his own abilities. In his mind, Zheng Yifan was an invincible monster, leaving him no room for resistance, especially with the unpredictable Ten Thousand Steps by his side.
"Liu Hao! Do you dare?"
Bai Shuying angrily reprimanded the hesitant Liu Hao, turning the flames of his inner turmoil into ice. For a moment, he felt weak and couldn’t even bear to look at Bai Shuying.
"Ha! So this woman has taken a liking to me? Liu Hao! If you don’t take her, someone else will. That would be the most insane struggle, piece by piece in front of the man who loves her most..."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Liu Hao writhed in pain.
Compared to Liu Hao's indecision, Zheng Yifan was more like a man of action. He wasted no time on Liu Hao’s turmoil and directly grabbed the terrified Bai Shuying.
Bai Shuying could overpower Liu Hao, but she dared not act recklessly against Zheng Yifan. To her, Zheng Yifan seemed like a demon escaped from hell—terrifying beyond measure.
Most ordinary people lack the courage to resist such demons. It was akin to facing the terrifying zombies when the apocalypse first struck; they wouldn’t dare fight back but would flee like headless flies, seeking refuge behind Liu Hao and then offering him scraps of food he had fought for as if it were charity.
Just like back then, she didn’t dare make a sound; she only knew to lower her head and weep. This time, however, Liu Hao lacked the strength to protect them.
They were now lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"How delightful! Someone has a juicy piece of meat right in front of them but won’t take a bite while watching their wife being taken before their eyes! Ah! Still foolishly playing the innocent? Don’t they realize what era it is? The post-apocalypse has already wiped out humanity! Innocent boys... what a joke!" Zheng Yifan raved madly, howling with a touch of insanity.
With that, Zheng Yifan dragged Bai Shuying toward the inner room.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted behind him. Zheng Yifan quickly dodged, catching sight of the frenzied Liu Hao lunging in front of Bai Shuying, hoisting her onto his shoulder despite her sharp protests and struggles as he charged toward the innermost part of the Store.
That was his own bedroom, a dark, damp room with no ventilation.
Zheng Yifan took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out, and stood there slowly waiting.
Thirty-two girls huddled together in a corner, trembling. Just thinking about what was happening inside made a wave of heat rise within him. It felt as if a cat's claws were incessantly scratching at his heart.
He suddenly recalled how long he had been here; after numerous changes, watching the girls felt like observing a pack of wolves.
His eyes involuntarily swept over them.
Suddenly, Zheng Yifan shouted into the room, "Liu Hao! Are you playing charades in there? Don't push your luck! If you don't go in, I will! Not just me, but everyone from the Daredevil Squad at Hope Gathering Place will join in, from morning till night!"
Then came Bai Shuying's terrified scream and Liu Hao's agonized howl from inside, which momentarily gave Zheng Yifan the chills, dulling the excitement that had been building within him. He walked over to the fountain and splashed some of the cool water on his head.
He patiently waited for Liu Hao to return, believing that after this ordeal, Liu Hao would emerge as an adult—at least more mature and no longer so childish, no longer obediently following these women like a dog.
He would become a City Hunter, reclaiming his wildness like a wolf, dominating the grasslands as a fierce predator.
And Ancheng was his current grassland! (To be continued...)
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