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Zhang Song was filled with fear at the moment, and his whole body was shaking. He knew very well that with Yang Bei's terrifying strength, if he were to investigate the matter and find him, he would be doomed.

In today's age of the survival of the fittest, a powerful figure like Yang Bei will never tolerate betrayal or conspiracy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Song could only pray silently in his heart, asking God to protect Yang Bei from ever finding out that he was involved in this matter... Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

Unless the other party is a top-level saint.

Is that Yang Bei?

Judging from his ruthless and murderous appearance, it definitely couldn't be that.

However, it is often the case that the more people fear something will happen, the more likely it is to happen like a ghost.

At this moment, Zhang Song was in an extremely nervous state. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe. It was as if the air around him had condensed into substance, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him like lightning, the speed was astonishing.

When Zhang Song saw clearly that the figure was Yang Bei, he felt as if his heart was instantly grasped by an invisible big hand and began to beat wildly. The thumping sound was clearly audible.

Moreover, each beat was extremely violent, as if it was going to break through the chest cavity and jump out, and it was almost jumping to the throat!

At the same time, a chill surged up his spine and quickly spread throughout his body, making his already tense body even stiffer, as if he was a sculpture and unable to move.

At this moment, Yang Bei's plain voice came slowly, as if it came from the Netherworld, chilling to the bone: "You look very nervous... Could it be that it's because you did something you shouldn't have done?"

Although the words were calm, the pressure and questioning contained in them were self-evident, causing beads of sweat to roll down Zhang Song's forehead and his legs to tremble involuntarily.

"Boss, you are joking! I swear to God, I didn't do anything that I shouldn't have done." Zhang Song felt as if his legs had been boned. They were so soft that they couldn't support the weight of his body. He couldn't help but tremble, and he was about to fall like a leaf in the wind.

"Hehe." A burst of cold laughter was heard. The laughter was as cold as ice, making Zhang Song's hair stand up.

"Don't play tricks on me! Tell me, who ordered you to do this?" Yang Bei's voice was icy cold, like a death warrant from the Netherworld.

"I really dare not tell a single lie!" Zhang Song replied tremblingly, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"I don't like listening to useless nonsense. If you don't tell the truth, before you die, I will let you experience what it means to be unable to live or die." Yang Bei's words undoubtedly gave Zhang Song a death sentence.

However, at this moment, rather than facing death directly, what Zhang Song feared more in his heart was the torture of living a life worse than death.

Because sometimes, death is more like a merciful relief for some people.

Finally, under extreme fear and despair, Zhang Song's originally bloodless face turned ashen. He could no longer care about anything else and simply gave up his last struggle. He told the whole truth like a bamboo tube pouring beans: "It was our boss who asked me to do this!"

At this moment, Zhang Song had only one thought in his mind, which was to pray for a quick death.

"Very good, take me to see your boss." Yang Bei was not surprised at the result, as if everything was under his control.

He just swung his arm and grabbed Zhang Song tightly like an iron clamp. The strength was so great that there was no doubt that he could easily break the opponent's bones with just a little effort.

Under Zhang Song's trembling guidance, the two of them passed through the winding streets and ruins, and soon arrived at a survivor base in District 8.

Yang Bei appeared in the center of the survivors base without any warning, like a ghost.

His sudden appearance made the busy people instantly alert. When they saw Zhang Song in Yang Bei's hand, everyone looked solemn and tightened their weapons.

"Who are you? Why are you taking our people away?" someone in the crowd shouted.

However, faced with this question, Yang Bei didn't even raise his eyelids, let alone respond.

He just dragged Zhang Song with an expressionless face and continued to walk inside with big strides.

When everyone saw this, although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to step forward to stop it.

In this way, Yang Bei came to the core area of ​​the survivor base unimpeded.

But the moment he stepped into this place, a black shadow rushed out from the back door at lightning speed.

"Want to run?" Yang Bei snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, "Is it possible?"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed and chased after her like an arrow...

Just when Yang Bei had just arrived in this area, Zhou Dashan's keen intuition instantly made him smell a hint of danger.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, Zhou Dashan realized that the situation was not good. Without any hesitation, he immediately decided to evacuate the place quickly through the back door.

I saw him moving as fast as the wind, extremely agile, and rushing towards the back door at the fastest speed.

However, although Zhou Dashan's speed was already extremely fast, he was still slightly inferior to Yang Bei.

Yang Bei was like a ghost. He flashed and arrived at the back door like lightning.

At this moment, Zhou Dashan walked out quickly from a narrow passage and bumped into Yang Bei head-on without any preparation.

"Where do you want to go? Isn't it too late to think about running away now?" Yang Bei's cold voice sounded, like a thunder exploding in Zhou Dashan's ears.

Zhou Dashan was so frightened by this sudden situation that his whole body froze and he stood still.

"Boss, how could I dare to run away? I don't know why you are here?" Zhou Dashan tried to remain calm and said stutteringly, beads of sweat the size of beans began to roll down his forehead.

"What do you think?" Yang Bei's eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring at Zhou Dashan closely, as if he wanted to see through him.

"I really don't know!" Zhou Dashan was still trying to play dumb and get away with it.

But Yang Bei obviously had no interest in his little tricks and didn't want to waste any more words with him.

Yang Bei moved slightly and was about to take action.

Just as Yang Bei was about to take action, Zhou Dashan suddenly realized that it was useless to pretend to be stupid at this time.

So, he immediately changed his attitude without hesitation, his face full of fear and regret, and he begged for mercy in a hurry: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! Please have mercy on me and let me live! Boss, believe me, it will be more valuable if I live!"

However, in the face of Zhou Dashan's tearful pleas, Yang Bei just smiled coldly, with a flash of disdain and indifference in his eyes, and snorted coldly, "Humph, you only know how to admit your mistakes now? It's too late!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Bei did not give Zhou Dashan any chance to continue his defense. He just raised his right index finger slightly and flicked it lightly. In an instant, an extremely powerful force gushed out from his fingertips, like a flash of lightning that cut through the sky, forming an astonishingly powerful shock wave.

The shock wave rushed towards Zhou Dashan at lightning speed and hit his body accurately in the blink of an eye.

All I heard was a loud bang, deafening, as if the whole world was shaking.

Zhou Dashan, who was hit directly by the shock wave, was in an even more horrible state. His body, which was not strong to begin with, completely fell apart at this moment. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and it turned into countless fragments that scattered everywhere.

For a moment, the blood dyed the surrounding ground red, and the air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood, which was nauseating.

After dealing with Zhou Dashan, Yang Bei slowly raised his head and stared at Zhang Song in front of him with sharp eyes.

Zhang Song was seen with his eyes tightly closed, his face as pale as paper, his body trembling slightly, as if he was waiting for the final judgment of fate.

However, Yang Bei did not feel any sympathy for Zhang Song because of his truthful confession. As he said before, he would never let anyone who dared to plot against him go easily.

Yang Bei stretched out his right hand expressionlessly and flicked it lightly. A powerful energy instantly condensed into a dazzling shock wave, rushing towards Zhang Song at lightning speed.

Wherever the shock wave passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound.

In the blink of an eye, the shock wave hit Zhang Song accurately. With a loud "bang", Zhang Song didn't even have time to scream before he turned into a ball of blood mist and dissipated into nothingness.

After easily getting rid of these two guys with ulterior motives who were trying to plot against him, Yang Bei looked around and carefully observed the survivor base.

From the reactions of the crowd when he appeared just now, it was not difficult to see that the people here were obviously unaware of his arrival.

In other words, the conspiracy against him has nothing to do with these survivors.

Thinking of this, Yang Bei's murderous intent gradually faded. After all, he was not the kind of person who was bloodthirsty, and he was never willing to kill innocent people.

After confirming that there were no other threats, Yang Bei disappeared in an instant like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already in the center of the ninth district.

At this moment, the chaos sapling was bathing in endless energy, madly absorbing nutrients from the surrounding area.

As time goes by, it continues to grow and rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Today, this chaos sapling has grown to eleven meters tall. Its thick trunk is like a pillar supporting the sky, and its lush branches and leaves are interwoven into a green sky, faintly revealing the aura of a towering tree.

However, for Yang Bei, this is just the beginning and is still far from his ideal state.

At this time, Yang Bei did not choose to leave the base, but stayed quietly where he was.

After a long period of practice and tempering, his perception ability has been greatly improved, and now his perception range has expanded to an astonishing 110 kilometers!
In this vast area, any fluctuation of powerful aura cannot escape his keen perception.

Once a powerful pollutant appears, he will be able to detect it at the first moment and react quickly.

Such a huge perception range is enough to give him ample time to formulate a response strategy.

Of course, even with such powerful perception ability, Yang Bei knows that he is not invincible.

If he encounters a terrifying enemy that is beyond his ability, even if he can sense the opponent's arrival in advance and knows that the opponent has murderous intentions, if the opponent is too powerful, he may still find it difficult to resist.

However, Yang Bei would not become passive and lazy because of this, and would not stay in the base all day doing nothing.

On the contrary, as long as those large and powerful pollutants enter his perception range, he will act immediately without hesitation and eliminate these threats one by one.

In this way, not only can the security of the base be effectively protected, but it can also help him quickly enhance his own strength.

The main reason is that although the Chaos Seedling now has the power to kill polluted bodies, he is still a little worried if he leaves directly. After all, the Chaos Seedling is just a dead thing after all.

……

three days later.

Zhang Zhiqiang found Yang Bei with an excited look on his face.

"Boss, we have developed a very large-scale detection method, which can currently cover half of the earth."

"If any powerful pollutant appears in half the world, we can immediately locate it and view its image."

Originally, Yang Bei didn't care much, but after hearing what Zhang Zhiqiang said, Yang Bei suddenly became interested.

"Oh?"

"Take me to see it."

Could it be that these seemingly unreliable guys have actually come up with some gadgets that are quite practical?
Thinking of this, Yang Bei couldn't help but feel curious.

So, he said to Zhang Zhiqiang beside him without hesitation: "Take me to have a look."

Zhang Zhiqiang has always been efficient and quick in his actions. After hearing Yang Bei's request, he led him quickly in a certain direction without saying a word.

Soon, they arrived in front of a house.

This room didn't look special, but when Yang Bei stepped into it, he was shocked by what he saw.

There were several huge screens placed in the room, each of which was as broad as a giant's face.

At this moment, all kinds of dazzling data and images are flashing on these big screens.

Looking closely, it turns out that they are all detailed information about those powerful pollutants - their specific data, locations, etc. are all clearly presented on it.

Just one look at Yang Bei confirmed that Zhang Zhiqiang and his team had really figured out something.

"Boss, through some special means, we are now able to locate the locations of these powerful pollutants, but due to the limited number of screens, the displayed area is limited."

"Currently, only five areas can be displayed at the same time. These five powerful pollutants are the five pollutants closest to our Ninth District."

"But we can now monitor everything that's going on halfway around the world."

Zhang Zhiqiang excitedly explained. (End of this chapter)