I lay low and gave up, but my servants were caught in a cycle of life and death.

"Buzz"

The Maybach's body emitted a black glow, and three breaths later, the headlights automatically turned on, and a face wearing a top hat and sporting a small mustache appeared on the windshield.

A warm and steady voice came through the car stereo, "Greetings, Master. I am newly born and ignorant, and humbly request that you bestow a name upon me to guide me on my path."

Lu Yan felt a lump in his throat and almost burst into tears.

Listen to that voice! That wording! That overwhelming sense of reliability!

Their style is completely different from the first two, whose minds are only filled with "chop chop chop" and "eat eat eat"!

Finally, among the servants he had mentored, there was one who could act as a "housekeeper," instead of a "brat"!

"Good, good!" Lu Yan patted the cool car hood with satisfaction. "From now on, you'll be called 'Old Black'!"

The gentlemanly face reflected in the windshield offered a standard, impeccable smile and nodded slightly.

"Black represents stability, mystery, and strength. I really like the name 'Old Black'. Thank you, Master, for bestowing this name upon me."

After he finished speaking, the car door slid open silently and automatically, and the interior ceiling light shone with a soft glow, illuminating the spotless and luxurious interior.

Lu Yan climbed in with satisfaction. The leather seat automatically conformed to his body's curves, adjusting to the most comfortable angle. He sighed contentedly; finally, he was sitting in the same Maybach as the domineering CEO!

No, wait! His black car is way better than those Maybachs!

unique!

"Master! Wait for us!"

The little girl and Xiaodao were also eager to squeeze in.

"Stop!" Lu Yan quickly raised his hand, his face full of disgust. "Look at you two, one covered in dust, the other with blood on your hands. Stay outside and don't get my old man (Lao Hei) all dirty!"

The little girl immediately pouted, and her eyes reddened instantly: "Master...don't you want Xiaoli anymore? Xiaoli is very clean, a lick will clean her up!" As she spoke, she actually raised her hand to lick her sleeve.

The cleaver vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the tiny figures that materialized on its blade jumped up and down, shouting, "Master! You've forgotten your old love now that you have a new one! You fickle, heartless man!"

Lu Yan's temple throbbed, and he decisively pointed to the roof of the car: "Enough nonsense! You," he pointed to Xiao Dao, "can fly. You," he pointed to Xiao Li, "can jump up without any trouble. The roof is spacious, with a great view, perfect for you two. You can also act as lookouts."

One is a muscular woman, the other is lightning fast—what kind of car do they need? We should be clearing the way for them, making sure the area is clear, and saving them gas money!

Old Black's face, visible through the windshield, smiled broadly as he automatically adjusted Lu Yan's seat to make him comfortable, then asked, "Master, where are we going?"

Lu Yan thought for a moment, "Let's go to the apartment I used to live in first."

602 also contains water, rice, and the original owner's clothes and bedding.

Although he can definitely buy these things for free at other supermarkets later, he has no supplies at all right now.

He never wanted to experience that feeling of being starving to death again when he first transmigrated.

With food in hand, one has nothing to fear.

"Master, please be seated. This old servant will depart immediately!"

The Maybach emitted a ghostly black light, and wherever it passed, the corpses of zombies on the ground were automatically swallowed by the light, providing Old Black with a continuous source of power.

The black light emanating from Lao Hei grew even stronger.

Lu Yan lay back in the back seat, feeling no bumps at all, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, "The seats in luxury cars are so comfortable."

As Lao Hei turned a corner and passed the square, a little boy suddenly rushed up to him.

Old Hei brought the vehicle to a stop immediately.

The little girl cried out and tumbled off the bus with a thud.

Lu Yan swayed slightly, about to ask a question, when he heard the boy outside the car kneel down, kowtow, and cry loudly—

"Please, sir, save my sister! Please, sir, save my sister!"

Lu Yan sat up, rolled down the car window, and asked, "Hey, kid, what's going on?"

When the little boy saw Lu Yan behind the car window, he clung to the last straw and scrambled to his feet, crying out with a face full of despair, "Sir! My sister... my sister was dragged into that dead end by Boss Wang and his gang!"

They stole the rice and flour we collected at the supermarket, and they've got their eyes on my sister! Please save her, please!

After listening, Lu Yan remained silent for a moment, then let out a cold sneer through his nose.

He originally thought that they could loot the supplies in the supermarket, so that at least a few more people could struggle for a few more days in this apocalypse.

But how long has he been gone? Ten minutes? Twenty minutes? The law of the jungle has already begun to play out, and in the most despicable and contemptible way.

It seems that his fleeting thought of "leaving a way out" was laughably naive in the face of this collapsing world order.

The resources left behind will likely only give rise to new "bosses" more quickly, who will then bully even more of the "brother and sister duo".

Lu Yan pushed open the car door, took a long stride, and stood still. The little girl immediately followed obediently to his side, while the kitchen knife excitedly flew to his front.

"Xiao Dao, go and save them first."

"Yes, sir! Watch me slice them into sashimi!!"

The little figure on the cleaver's blade, eyes blazing with fire, arrogantly stood with its hands on its hips, then with a "whoosh," vanished in a flash of white light.

Seeing this, the little boy wiped away his tears, got up, and ran after the kitchen knife.

"Old Black, you wait here."

The alley ahead is narrow, and vehicles cannot pass through.

"Yes, Master."

Lu Yan followed with the little girl.

When Lu Yan arrived, there were already six male corpses lying on the ground, each with half of its head precisely chopped off. The cleaver was hovering in the air, slowly "flicking" off the blood droplets remaining on the blade.

In the corner, the siblings embraced and wept bitterly.

Upon seeing Lu Yan arrive, the girl's face was still filled with fear, but her eyes showed determination. She pushed her younger brother away, stiffly knelt down in front of Lu Yan, and kowtowed, "Thank you, sir, for saving my life."

Lu Yan glanced at them. The girl was wearing a man's coat, her hair was disheveled, her tender face looked pitiful, and her thin body was still trembling.

These beasts!

This kid doesn't look like an adult; he's probably still a high school student!

"You should pack your things and go home quickly. These things should last you until the government provides relief."

Upon hearing Lu Yan's words, the girl showed no gratitude, but instead appeared terrified. She kowtowed deeply to Lu Yan, her voice trembling with fear, "Sir, may we follow you?"

Fearing Lu Yan would refuse, the girl quickly added, "We won't follow you for nothing; we'll do chores for you. Laundry, cooking, collecting crystal cores—if you tell us to go east, we'll never go west!"

The little boy quickly kowtowed to express his loyalty, "Yes, sir, although I'm still young, I'm very capable. I've been doing chores since I was four years old, and when I grow up, I'll be able to do even more! Please, please take us with you!"

The siblings knew that in this apocalypse, even with supplies, it would be difficult for them to survive on their own.

Even though the little boy was only twelve years old, he knew that his beautiful older sister would be coveted by others in the future.

If he could follow Lu Yan, he and his sister would never be afraid of bad people again!

Thinking this, the boy looked at Lu Yan with longing and admiration.