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"Good! It's really good that this isn't the first time you've been deceived. Still pretending to be a quiet sheep here, have you thought about those girls? They want freedom, they want the strength to protect themselves, but they don't have that luck. And what about you?" Zheng Yifan glared fiercely, speaking so seriously to a girl he had never done before. But now he had no choice; his anger was almost uncontrollable.
Looking at the girl in front of him who had made a mistake and seemed like a sheep, he couldn't find the words to describe her. Usually timid, how could she be so foolish as to passively accept being drugged by others? Did it really take being pushed to the brink before she would take action against them? Zheng Yifan's words struck deep; he had never seen An Xiaolu lose her temper, but he could imagine that this submissive nature would only erupt when forced to the very end, unleashing her strongest fighting spirit.
"Brother! You don't need to persuade Lu anymore. A woman's heart can only be understood by other women. If Lu really had the strength to kill Old Tortoise, she must have suffered some trauma in the past that made her so weak." The already battered girl walked in with a weak voice from the doorway.
She was a strong girl; even though she had been tortured beyond recognition, she remained unyielding on the table. Yet, the pain in her body constantly reminded Zheng Yifan of what this girl was enduring.
"I doubt Old Tortoise will give you any good medicine. I have some military-grade external injury ointment here; it's said to be quite effective. I don't know how to use it exactly, so you'll have to figure it out yourself." Zheng Yifan reached into his backpack containing a machine gun and pulled out several bottles and jars of medicine. Of course, these were taken from his storage space, but such things couldn't be directly told to others.
"Thank you, Brother!" The girl looked at the medicine in Zheng Yifan's hand, her eyes already brimming with tears.
In this post-apocalyptic world, medicine had become one of the most precious commodities. Even minor injuries required medication; without it, one faced death. Conditions like fevers and colds needed medicine for relief, and now obtaining any kind of medicine was incredibly difficult—especially external or internal injury ointments. Prices had skyrocketed beyond measure.
"It's nothing really. What could be more valuable than a life? Your life is priceless; don't underestimate yourself. There are still beautiful days ahead waiting for you," Zheng Yifan said with a smile to the girl before turning his attention back to An Xiaolu.
"Leader, I was wrong." An Xiaolu stood in the corner, fiddling with the hem of her clothes until after a long while she managed to utter those words.
Then there was a long silence until the tortured girl approached, prompting An Xiaolu to choke out what she had buried deep inside for so long.
Her man in this post-apocalyptic world—her boyfriend—wanted to dominate the entire Pasta Processing Plant and began treating her as if she were nothing more than a weapon. When he needed her, he would call for her; when he didn't, he wouldn't even spare her a glance.
With matters concerning Zhong Wuyan, there was urgency; with Xia Yingchun, there was indifference. It was this very attitude that gradually turned their relationship cold.
However, that was not the main issue. The main issue was that people's hearts change; people change. Her boyfriend treated her purely as a weapon, and gradually, he began to develop ambitions and desires, becoming consumed by those things that drove him mad.
What awaited next was inevitable terror. That man wanted to dominate all food and rule over all humanity; his heart was swelling with arrogance. War was on the brink of breaking out. The arrogant would inevitably be harmed by their own actions. He did not expect that when he ordered An Xiaolu to kill all the rebels, she would erupt—truly erupt.
All the emotions she had hidden for so long burst forth in an instant, her power fully unleashed. In that moment, An Xiaolu, at the Third Stage, killed her boyfriend with a single punch. All those who sought to take away others' food and everything else were slain by her.
It was as if she had gone mad, killing everyone and everything she deemed wrong—killing Zombies, destroying all until finally, she calmed down and began to live peacefully.
Those she had protected revived and harbored goodwill towards her, living together until eventually, they gradually learned about her temper. In the end, under the encouragement of many, they sealed her away.
It was as if they had put something away for future use.
They also understood that Zombies were unbeatable; only this girl could truly fight against them.
Zheng Yifan listened quietly as the other girls did too, tears welling up in their eyes like a geyser. Women are inherently sentimental beings. Although Zheng Yifan felt some emotion stirring within him, he did not let it show too much.
But they were different; they were all women who had struggled through the apocalypse. They understood An Xiaolu's heart and knew what kind of torment this girl had endured.
"Sister! Everything is in the past; we must look forward. Can we not live without men? I refuse to believe that! There are still many days ahead..." One after another, words of encouragement flowed from the girls' lips. They were all unfortunate girls who had faced hardship.
Zheng Yifan looked into their eyes as they continued to comfort An Xiaolu and quietly stepped back.
He knew that if anyone could reach out to this girl, it would have to be women. As for him, he still had things to do. Once he ensured An Xiaolu's safety, he needed to go to the Solar Energy photovoltaic panel manufacturing laboratory to acquire the complete set of technology.
The entire Deep City was a treasure, waiting for him to explore, while the other Superpowered Individuals lacked the ability to do so.
In Ancheng, only Zheng Yifan could accomplish these feats.
"This brother? From now on, let’s settle down in our Starry Sky Mall! We’ll let you be the boss, and even in a Zombie horde, you can still live well. The apocalypse has arrived, but those with strength can still enjoy a decent life; sure, the food might be a bit scarce, but everything else doesn’t matter," the Leader was the first to approach Zheng Yifan, trying to persuade him.
Seeing Zheng Yifan's combat power, they realized that it would be foolish not to unite. In the apocalypse, nothing was more powerful than a fist.
"That's impossible, but I can point you in the right direction. Just follow the main street towards the Factory Area; there are few Zombies along the way. As long as you break through quickly and find those at the Hope Gathering Place, they can provide shelter for you. Whether it's a blessing or a curse will reveal itself in time. No matter how bad it gets, there will still be food—rice, vegetables, meat—you can find it all there."
Zheng Yifan's words were like whispers from a demon, filled with temptation. (To be continued...)
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