Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

Su Han unfolded the clothes in her hand. These clothes were not his; they belonged to Shen Chengyin.

"What I mean is, let's go out and see something together."

He stood in front of Shen Chengyin, put the clothes over Shen Chengyin's head, and pulled them straight.

Shen Chengyin sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at him.

The vines that had been wrapped around her arms gradually lost their grip and instead coiled around her waist, becoming soft and barely noticeable.

He held Su Han in his arms, buried his head in the other's chest and took a deep breath. Then he pulled up the boy's collar, took out a thick new coat from his spatial storage, and put it on Su Han.

The new coat was a bit too big, and the windproof collar stood up, covering half of Su Han's face.

After they finished getting ready, Su Han pulled Shen Chengyin out the door.

As soon as you step outside, you are greeted by a vast expanse of open fields. The vibrant green crops sway in the breeze, thriving vigorously.

Su Han was taken aback. She turned around and looked at where they lived, a familiar detached villa. But the surrounding environment had completely changed.

"This is……?"

"Jiang Yurou's thoughts," Shen Chengyin replied.

Not many buildings survived at the revival base, but there were enough to live in. Jiang Yurou waved her hand and simply demolished all the houses damaged in the previous zombie horde, turning all the land into farmland.

According to Jiang Yurou, since an apocalypse has given humans superpowers, they should no longer live in the same conventional way as before.

All agriculture and industry were abandoned. Earth-type ability users turned the soil and plowed the land, while wood-type ability users were responsible for ripening and harvesting.

Everything was accomplished using superpowers, multiplying efficiency several times over. The ordinary people in the base without superpowers didn't need to lift a finger; within seven days, the entire base was already taking shape.

Su Han turned his gaze to the field in front of him again. He had worried when Jiang Yurou asked Shen Chengyin for a base management plan. If this woman brought over the military factory system, the ordinary people in the entire Fuxing Base would probably die.

But now it seems there's absolutely no need to worry.

Jiang Yurou is very good at treating the symptoms.

The streets were bustling with people. Su Han followed the sound she had just heard and arrived near the city gate.

The metal city gate had been restored to its original state by Jiang Yurou using her supernatural abilities. At this moment, the city gate was wide open, and a group of people stood a hundred meters away, along with several vehicles.

Jiang Yurou stood inside the base gate. The explosion she had just heard was from a mortar behind her, targeting the open space between the two. Judging from the horrific scene, one person had already been killed.

Jiang Yurou was visibly startled when she saw Su Han. She met the gaze of Shen Chengyin behind Su Han; the man's eyes were dark and unfathomable.

She looked away somewhat uncomfortably.

Shen Chengyin used his psychic abilities to alter perceptions, making everyone feel that Su Han's disappearance was perfectly normal.

However, she is an intermediate-level psychic ability user, and Shen Chengyin can only stop her actions, but cannot forcibly change her perception.

So far, Su Han is the only one in the entire base who knows that she is under house arrest.

But Su Han didn't seem to be unwilling, so she naturally wouldn't meddle or interfere.

"What's wrong? Who are those people?" Su Han asked.

Jiang Yurou frowned, her tone displeased: "They're from the Dawn Base, a whole team of intermediate-level ability users."

The other party's intentions were unclear and they posed a significant threat, so Jiang Yurou naturally couldn't let them in.

Su Han stared at the mangled corpse on the ground in the middle. "You killed someone?"

Jiang Yurou snorted coldly.

"That was also a mid-level psychic, and he was using his powers to come this way, constantly provoking me."

If she hadn't also happened to possess psychic abilities, she might have been directly controlled and taken away by the other party.

That son of a bitch, if you don't give him class, he'll blow it up; she's not a Jiang.

It was this move by the other party that made Jiang Yurou realize that this group of people had ill intentions, and she no longer gave them a friendly look.

Su Han looked up again, and the loudspeaker on the other car was raised. Those people didn't dare to come this way, so they could only shout at the top of their lungs:

"We meant no harm; there was just a misunderstanding between us that we wanted to clarify."

Misunderstand?

Su Han turned her head to look at Shen Chengyin.

Back at the Dawn Base, Shen Chengyin said he wanted to give Cheng Yibin a surprise.

It's likely that the batch of grain the bespectacled man mentioned was the one Shen Chengyin put into the granary of the Dawn Base.

But Dawn Base is the victim in this matter, so why would it lower itself to ask for an explanation?

There's probably some other ulterior motive behind it.

Clearly, Jiang Yurou didn't believe what the other person was saying either. She picked at her ear and ordered her subordinate, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's too quiet, I can't hear you. Close the door and lock these dogs outside."

The subordinates obeyed the order and immediately closed the door; the metal door slowly shut.

The people at Dawn Base immediately panicked upon seeing this. One of the metal-type ability users straightened up, strode forward, and once inside the range of his ability, gently raised his hand to stop the metal door from moving.

The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, stood tall, and had an arrogant demeanor.

The other person looked at Jiang Yurou and sneered, "Is this how your Fuxing Base treats its guests?"

Jiang Yurou wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she stepped forward and said, "Revival Base? What Revival Base? I wiped out the Revival Base a long time ago. Who do you think you are?"

The thorny, even more aggressive vines shot out the moment Jiang Yurou opened her mouth, aiming straight for the man's heart.

The vines passed through without any obstruction, leaving a bloody, mangled hole in the man's chest.

But the other party didn't even blink, and in the blink of an eye, the hole in his chest was completely healed, without even leaving a trace of blood.

Jiang Yurou's expression grew even more serious.

"He's... a life-sustaining being?"

Su Han's shoulders slumped, and the vines around her waist began to rustle and climb upwards again.

Shen Chengyin stood behind Su Han, resting his chin on Su Han's shoulder, and his low, husky voice rang out:

"Time manipulation ability."

The fact that the other party could even restore torn clothes to their original state clearly exceeded the scope of life-related supernatural abilities.

The situation suddenly became tricky, and Jiang Yurou couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a moment.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses had clearly anticipated everything. He slowly walked towards the city gate, and the Dawn Base ability users who had followed him also stepped forward.

The group approached step by step.

Jiang Yurou stood at the very front of everyone, and the man stopped a dozen steps away from her.

"Don't try to control me with your psychic abilities, it won't work." He smirked, his words brimming with confidence in his power. "So, can we sit down and have a proper talk now?"

Jiang Yurou had never suffered such humiliation before, and she wished she could kill this person with her eyes.

"There's nothing to talk about between us. Consider that food as charity; you don't need to repay it."

"Then we should thank you properly."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses thoroughly enjoyed seeing the other person's expression of hatred yet helplessness. He turned his head, looking at Su Han and Shen Chengyin. The two were standing very close, clearly indicating a good relationship.

Ah... that's the person the professor is looking for.

The man looked up and his gaze locked onto Shen Chengyin's face.

Su Han subtly shifted her feet, blocking the other person's gaze from falling on Shen Chengyin.

"How about we go somewhere else and sit down for a cup of tea?"

The man pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing across the lenses.