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When Chu Donglin found Ban Qingya, she was standing silently in the center of the square, engaged in some task.
The morning sunlight bathed her in a warm glow, imparting an inexplicable sense of holiness.
Before her lay a gruesome sight—over two hundred dismembered corpses piled together, forming what resembled a mountain.
Fresh blood pooled around, staining the ground everywhere.
Beneath this Corpse Mountain, a massive platform made of flammable materials had been constructed. With just a spark, everything would be consumed by flames.
She had changed into a clean and tidy outfit, her hair neatly arranged as if she were attending a grand and solemn ceremony.
Chu Donglin approached her side, observing the results of her labor throughout the night. He exhaled deeply, lost in thought, without uttering a word.
The woman spoke first.
"Mr. Chu Donglin..."
She lifted her gaze to meet his, confusion flickering in her eyes. "Did we do something wrong?"
Chu Donglin understood she was referring to the incident involving Pan Dayou. When they discovered Pan Dayou's neurotic transformation, he had suggested to Ban Qingya that they expel this neurotic fellow from their midst.
However, his suggestion had not been heeded. At that time, Pan Dayou had only exhibited some nervousness and showed no signs of aggression or abnormality. Naturally, a cold-blooded recommendation like expulsion was unlikely to be accepted.
After all, no one could have anticipated how terrifying Pan Dayou would become—so much so that even Ling'er and Keara together were no match for him.
In truth, no one was at fault in this situation; both Chu Donglin and Ban Qingya could be considered victims.
Even the monster Pan Dayou, who had slaughtered over two hundred people, could be seen as an innocent victim in this tragic tale.
If one were to find the culprit behind this disaster, it would be the fellow who transformed Pan Dayou into a monster...
"You are not at fault. Any person with a conscience in your position would have made the same decision."
Chu Donglin patted her shoulder, comforting Ban Qingya. "There’s no need to feel guilty; none of us blame you... not even these unfortunate deceased. I believe they wouldn’t blame you either."
Ban Qingya was well aware of this reasoning.
But understanding and acceptance were two different matters.
The companions who had once helped and trusted each other, struggling to survive together in this apocalyptic disaster, had all perished in an instant. Such a blow was unbearable for any ordinary person.
Even someone like Ban Qingya, who managed to keep her emotions in check and rationally gathered the bodies of their fallen comrades for cremation, displayed a level of psychological resilience that exceeded Chu Donglin's imagination.
Watching Ban Qingya's silent figure, Chu Donglin took a deep breath and spoke firmly.
"I will help you kill her."
He looked at Ban Qingya, who turned back in shock. His gaze was resolute. "I will help you find that woman who caused all this disaster... and then I will kill her, avenging the lives of those two hundred people."
Ban Qingya looked at Chu Donglin, remaining silent for several seconds before forcing a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Chu Donglin..."
With that, she raised the torch in her hand and ignited the cremation platform beneath Corpse Mountain.
As the flammable materials soaked in gasoline met the flames, the fire quickly spread across the entire cremation platform.
Amidst the pungent stench, strange sounds echoed from the roaring flames as the fat and flesh were being scorched, thick black smoke billowed high into the sky above the city.
Then came the long wait.
Chu Donglin stayed by Ban Qingya's side. After the raging fire had burned out, they began to sort through the remaining ashes.
The method was simple. Chu Donglin used his ability to manipulate objects to clear away countless patches of cement and dirt from the ground, creating a massive deep pit.
Under his control, the ashes from the urns floated up and gradually fell into the pit, which was then covered with soil, barely serving as a grave for these innocent souls who had perished.
After all, in this apocalyptic world, the death toll was staggering. If they were to erect tombstones for each individual, it would be a task far beyond what two people could manage.
Once they had taken care of everything and were ready to leave the area, they planned to return and take Keara to find a doctor.
Although Ban Qingya had already treated the girl's wounds last night and she was no longer in immediate danger, those terrifying injuries could lead to severe complications if not treated by a professional.
Their destination was the Ark Base outside the city.
During this time, Ark Base had gained unparalleled fame near Wocheng. Despite suffering losses recently when a group of soldiers failed at Liushan Shu's resort, this survivor base located outside the city remained recognized as the strongest human survivor organization in Wocheng.
They had absorbed many scattered survivors and merged various survivor camps, rapidly increasing their strength. It wouldn't be long before they unified all survivor forces in Wocheng.
Chu Donglin and Ban Qingya believed that there must be doctors at Ark Base who could treat Ling'er’s injuries.
However, as they stepped out of the area, both of them froze in place.
Ahead on the road stood a massive heavy truck acting as a lead vehicle, its front equipped with a gigantic blade resembling that of a bulldozer.
Behind the truck, Four Tanks aimed their dark cannon barrels at this location.
More human warriors were scattered along the long street, seeking cover and pointing their guns in this direction, seemingly on guard against a terrifying enemy.
The temperature in the air dropped at that moment, as if a dreadful battle was about to erupt.
Chu Donglin instinctively stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Ban Qingya.
He coldly observed the well-trained soldiers ahead, realizing that they were nothing like the ragtag group hastily trained at Ark Base.
Moreover, with over five hundred individuals…
A complete battalion of soldiers had their weapons trained on them, including portable self-propelled artillery. Such pressure would force even a Third-Stage Zombie to retreat.
He gazed coldly at the suddenly appearing human soldiers, noticing the vigilance and wariness in their eyes.
Although he did not understand how Wocheng could have suddenly produced such a well-armed squad, since they were clearly not friendly, Chu Donglin had no intention of surrendering.
His Mental Power spread outwards, preparing for a direct confrontation with an army. (To be continued...)
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