The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1008 Gods and Buddhas Everywhere

Chapter 1008 Gods and Buddhas Everywhere (Part 12)
Pingcun Village.

A thunderstorm flooded the entire small town.

The persistent acid rain also carried radioactive particles, which greatly hindered the reconstruction efforts.

The lives of ordinary people were also plunged into great hardship. Logistics and transportation, which originally relied on manpower, came to a standstill, and hunger and disease gradually spread throughout the city.

A familiar old bungalow.

Cold rain pattered against the rusty tin roof eaves.

"Do you think something might happen to my sisters..." Wang Qingguang shrank back, her eyelashes slightly damp.

"No, they'll be alright."

As Ling Xiaoshu spoke, she wiped the rain off her face and then wiped Wang Qingguang's face as well.

Looking up, I saw that another layer of vines had been woven, and the original layer had been corroded by acid rain, causing it to leak.

"But we haven't heard a reply from our sisters... It's been fifteen days."

Since we parted ways, I have heard nothing from you.

If it weren't for "the world" saying that Liu Sheng and Qiao Yu had already ventured deep into the server for a long expedition; and that they could still use Skynet, and even create things using Skynet, it would mean that Skynet's carrier—

Liu Sheng is still safe and sound.

"Maybe the network is blocked in that area?" Ling Xiaoshu comforted softly. "Anyway, I have an idea. If the sisters are fighting on the server, their opponents are very likely from Wanfo Temple."

"Judging from the StarNet and Wanfo Temple APP being promoted by the Special Bureau, the Special Bureau is helping Wanfo Temple absorb faith. Therefore, only by disrupting this chain can we create more opportunities for the sisters!"

Hearing this, Wang Qingguang perked up slightly, raised her little fist, and said:
"Understood! We must work hard to ensure our sisters have no worries!"

As they were talking, the door of the bungalow in front of them quietly opened, and a woman walked in with her head down. Soon her figure disappeared into the darkness.

"Mom's gone inside!"

Ling Xiaoshu's spirits lifted.

His eyes were fixed on what was ahead.

That's right, that woman is Zhang Lu, the mother of Ling Xiaoshu and Wang Qingguang's bodies.

She walked into what used to be her home—now only Lu Shaoping and Old Zhang lived there, relying on each other for survival.

On the surface, the surroundings were empty, as if no one was there.

But as the rain fell, several human figures could be vaguely seen emerging from the rain curtain.

The enemy had already laid an ambush.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaoshu and Wang Qingguang also had similar tricks.

Moreover, when combined, they are even more powerful than the opponent. They don't need to rely on rain for cover, nor will they be exposed by rain. They can also mute, so there's no need to worry about the sound of your voice being heard.

But some people are still worried and uneasy.

"Could there be an ambush inside? Is she... in danger?"

A hoarse male voice came from the side.

It was a person whose face was completely disfigured. His eyelids had been cut off, exposing his eyeballs. His face was covered with a rough metal shell, beneath which new flesh buds could be vaguely seen. The person looked quite terrifying.

It was Deputy Factory Director Ding—Ding Fuqiang.

However, his eyes revealed undisguised worry, even a hint of tenderness, and his hands were already gripping sharp iron nails, ready to rush forward at any moment.

Zhang Lu carried him out of the bloody mess, so he couldn't help but feel grateful.

“Very likely,” Ling Xiaoshu affirmed.

"this!"

“But… Mom, there’s ‘Mom’ watching over us!” Ling Xiaoshu mumbled in a low voice, “Besides, there are so many of us waiting outside to support us.”

Ding Fuqiang couldn't understand, so he could only suppress his anxiety.

Looking around, the group of women hidden in the rain felt a sense of peace under the little girl's glow.

Everyone here escaped from the birthing factory.

Now, after resting for a while in the "New World" and beginning to cultivate, he has gradually mastered the power inherited from the Skynet.

Some people, even like him, have awakened superpowers.

In this era, they can already be considered an elite squad.

However, they also have to face other superhumans who are not to be underestimated.

The area around the house was very quiet.

Only the patter of rain could be heard.

However, upon closer listening, one could hear the faint sound of footsteps splashing through the rain. Although it was difficult to hear clearly, the splashes of water on the ground were enough to indicate this.

"One, two, three... There are forty-five people just outside."

A woman said softly.

Her dynamic vision was enhanced, enabling her to accurately detect even the slightest changes in the rain.

"With so many people watching over an elderly couple, it seems they knew we were coming," Ling Xiaoshu said.

"They're quite patient."

Ding Fuqiang frowned and peered into the room.

……

Inside the house, Zhang Lu walked slowly forward, the sound of rain hitting the tin roof above her head, a relentless rhythm.

Because supplies ran out and candles were used up, the room was pitch black.

If she hadn't been connected to another eye, she probably wouldn't be able to see anything.

However, it was precisely because of this that she saw those figures that shouldn't have been there.

For example--

A twisted, dark figure huddled behind the door.

The figure of the group amidst the pile of discarded cardboard boxes.

A figure with long, slender limbs, like a spider, was stuck on the ceiling.

A tiny, slender figure sandwiched between the cabinets.

These figures all had bright eyes that moved with her.

She could only pretend not to see it.

Try your best not to give yourself away.

But fear crept up my spine and spread uncontrollably.

"Dad, where are you?"

His voice trembled as he spoke.

No one answered in the darkness.

Zhang Lu was afraid, worried, and couldn't help but feel angry.

If it weren't for that damned Yunshan, who actually used such a trick to force them out, even at the cost of sacrificing the entire city...

Unfortunately, she found out too late.

I wonder if my father is already...

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stopped thinking.

If you haven't smelled any foul odor yet, it means you haven't reached that stage yet.

Sure enough, when she entered the room where her parents usually lived, she saw her father lying on the bed, wrapped in a thick quilt, trying to find some warmth in the ice-cold room, but he was already motionless.

She rushed to the bedside and reached out to feel her father's breath.

Still angry.

Although very weak.

This relieved Zhang Lu.

She shook her father's body.

"Dad, get up quickly, I'll take you away."

After being pushed for a while, Old Zhang finally became drowsy and mumbled:
"...Am I dreaming? I think I heard my daughter's voice..."

"Dad...it's me, Zhang Lu."

Zhang Lu managed to suppress a sob in her throat.

"Daughter? Daughter! They all say you... are dead."

"Dad, I'm not dead yet."

"Really? Really..."