Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

"...Jin Ting, are you crazy?"

Before Su Han could even speak, the two men on her team couldn't sit still any longer.

The leader's order was to bring back Shen Chengyin's body, not to bring back so many burdens.

After a heated argument, no one agreed with Jin Ting's statement. Su Han watched coldly, wondering what kind of trouble these people were up to now.

"Since you insist on rescuing them, then you drive back to base yourself, and we'll continue on our way."

One of the men in the group spoke up.

The other person quickly chimed in. Jin Ting raised her chin, "Okay, then we won't take up any more of your time."

After making their decision, Su Han gave his and Shen Chengyin's car to Jin Ting and got into another car.

The four of them got back on the road. The man with the buzz cut drove very steadily, making everyone drowsy.

Shen Chengyin and Su Han were sitting in the back row. Su Han was almost asleep when suddenly her shoulder felt heavy.

The man leaned his head on Su Han's shoulder and said, "My head hurts."

It's probably a side effect of awakening superpowers; forcibly stimulating it with drugs would be too extreme.

Su Han pressed Shen Chengyin's shoulders, letting him lie on her lap, and pressed her fingertips against his temples, gently massaging them.

The man in the passenger seat caught a glimpse of this and chuckled twice. "What's wrong? A novice life ability user can't even cure a minor headache?"

"You're a fire-type ability user, but that doesn't mean the crematorium can't burn you to death," Su Han said calmly.

The man choked for a moment, then became angry and embarrassed, "Don't try to speak up for him, I think he's just faking it."

Su Han didn't bother to answer and continued pressing Shen Chengyin's head down. Shen Chengyin, lying on Su Han's lap, however, quietly shifted his gaze elsewhere after hearing this.

The car had only been gone for less than five minutes when the man in the passenger seat picked up his backpack and placed it at his feet.

This mention revealed the problem.

It's too light. He had five bottles of mineral water in his bag; it wouldn't be this light.

The man immediately opened his backpack, rummaged through it, and then shouted, "Stop the car—damn it, we've been robbed!"

The vehicle braked suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"All the food and water in my bag are gone! Please check your bags!"

The man with the buzz cut frowned and immediately grabbed his bag from the side. He rummaged through it, his face darkening: "...My food is gone too."

In the apocalypse, survival is everything; who would dare to steal their things if they didn't value their lives?

Su Han pretended to rummage through his backpack. He found it too heavy to carry, so he put most of his food into Shen Chengyin's storage space. Now there were only a few light bread rolls left in the bag.

To avoid suspicion, he nodded, "My food was stolen too."

"Damn it, was it Jin Ting? She took all our things in a fit of pique?"

"That's unlikely; Jin Ting has plenty of food."

The base treats women well, especially Jin Ting, who is a superhuman, so she certainly won't have to worry about food and drink.

"That's the little brat Jin Ting just found." The man with the buzz cut gritted his teeth. "I put my bag down to go find firewood while I was eating, and that's probably when he did it."

"Stop talking nonsense and go back to get your stolen goods back!"

The vehicle made a sharp 180-degree turn, and the group returned the way they came, back to the place where they had just eaten.

As soon as he got out of the car, the man with the buzz cut hurriedly ran behind the ruins.

They found the boy here, but now there's nothing behind the ruins except for a few bloodstains.

"Jin Ting's car is still here; she didn't leave." Su Han spotted the car parked in the distance at a glance, still in the spot where they had left.

"She should have been taken home by that boy. We need to confirm the number of people before reporting to the base. I just saw them heading in this direction." The man with the buzz cut pointed to a cement road buried in rubble not far away.

The four of them followed the direction Jin Ting had left in, and after walking for about ten minutes, they finally saw a dilapidated two-story building.

Surrounded by ruins and rubble, a perfectly intact small building stands out in the middle, which seems rather eerie.

Upon closer inspection, the building was appallingly dilapidated. Several windows had shattered glass, patched up with tattered newspapers, looking like patches on a peeling exterior wall.

The iron gate to the courtyard was locked, and the wall was very high. The man with the buzz cut grabbed the iron gate and shook it back and forth, making a clanging sound.

"Jin Ting?! Are you in there?"

He called out twice, but there was no response.

Their hearts sank to the bottom.

The door to the inner room was suddenly flung open, and Jin Ting stood in the doorway with her arms crossed, looking at the four people through the iron gate.

"Why are you back? Did you suddenly change your mind?... Never mind, I'd rather believe you had a flat tire and couldn't run away."

Behind Jin Ting, the child cautiously peeked out.

"What do you mean, 'changed your mind'? My food was stolen! You little brat, you dare let me go hungry? Wait till I find the food, I'll break your legs!"

The man pointed at the boy next to Jin Ting and started cursing.

Jin Ting frowned and opened the door with a puzzled look.

The man with the buzz cut explained the whole story simply, and Jin Ting's brows furrowed deeper and deeper as she listened.

If what the crew-cut guy said is true, then in that situation, only this kid could have stolen several people's bags clean.

Terrible.

As soon as Jin Ting raised her hand, a farm shovel placed in the far corner of the yard was magically sucked into her hand.

The woman pressed the side of a shovel against the child's neck. "Did you steal this?"

The little boy shook his head frantically, "No, it wasn't me, it really wasn't me!"

Jin Ting pushed the spatula forward again, and the rusty iron sheet pressed against the child's tender flesh, scaring the little boy into crying loudly.

"It really wasn't me... Sister, sister, you have to believe me! If I really stole something, why didn't I just run away? Why did I wait there and let you catch me!"

The little boy explained intermittently while sobbing.

Jin Ting was persuaded and put down the shovel.

What he said makes sense. If he really stole something, he could have just slipped away without them even noticing.

"Little friend, are you really only ten years old?" Su Han asked indifferently. "Your logical reasoning is so strong that you were able to convince the older brothers and sisters."

The fact that this statement is so airtight is precisely its biggest flaw.

A ten-year-old child doesn't have such strong logical abilities to remain calm and exonerate themselves in this situation.

Jin Ting also noticed the problem. But before she could raise her weapon again, the little boy turned and ran, disappearing into the building behind him in an instant.

"Stop!" Jin Ting turned around and chased after him.

Su Han and the others stood outside the iron gate, watching Jin Ting's figure disappear. The crew-cut man shouted anxiously:

"Jin Ting! Come back! Open the door and let us in first!"

Another teammate kicked the iron door hard, but it didn't budge, even though it seemed to have been specially reinforced.

The man with the buzz cut grabbed the iron gate and pushed it hard. The next second, he screamed and pulled his hand back, his palm burning hot.

"Who the hell told you to heat the iron gate?!"

He slapped the person next to him.

The fire-type ability user, who had just been slapped, scratched his head. "I was just trying to see if I could melt it..."

"Your superpowers are barely enough to boil water, don't embarrass yourself here!"

The man with the buzz cut kicked the iron gate hard a few more times.

If they can't open the door, they'll have to find a way to climb over the wall to get in.

The walls here are too high, and they are covered with glass. They don't have any suitable tools, so it would be difficult for them to climb over.

Su Han and Shen Chengyin stood by and watched the two men kicking the door. The two men kicked for a few minutes before they realized that Su Han and Shen Chengyin hadn't come to help at all, and they got angry.

"What are you standing there for?! Come and help!"

Su Han took a step forward. "This iron gate is quite rusty; it must be quite old. It's not very sturdy."

The crew-cut man scoffed, "Not that sturdy? We brothers kicked it for ages and couldn't break it. You think this is a joke?"

Both of them were beginner-level superhumans, with physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people. The fact that they couldn't open the door even after exerting all their strength speaks volumes about its sturdiness.

No sooner had the crew-cut man finished speaking than Su Han raised her foot and kicked the iron door.

The next second, the iron gate that they had been unable to breach with fire and kicks fell to the ground like a playing card being blown down by the wind, creaking and groaning before crashing heavily to the ground.

Dust flew everywhere, some even landing in the two men's gaping mouths.

This...this is fucking cheating!