Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

Shenhe loosened his hair, letting him go free, his expression even happier and more surprised than Shenhe's.

"Yichuan! You've figured it out! You've finally realized it's not your air ability that's the problem! That's right! You're fine! The problem is with me! It's really not your fault!"

Ma Yichuan scrambled to his feet, his face burning with curiosity. "Quick! Tell me! What happened! Why didn't my air cannon work on you!"

Shenhe's expression suddenly changed. He smiled at Ma Yichuan and whispered, "Because you are just a lowly third-tier ability user, while I am an eighth-tier ability user. Your ability can't break through my defenses."

The color drained from Ma Yichuan's face instantly. He stared at him, muttering repeatedly, "Impossible...impossible...how could an eighth-tier cultivator be...impossible..."

Shenhe only wanted to tease him and didn't want to waste too much time on such an insignificant person.

Having basically achieved my purpose in coming here, it's time to go back.

He stretched out his hand and waved it toward the empty space beside him, and a shipping container appeared, also filled with zombies. He couldn't let these bad guys die so easily.

As soon as the box door was opened, Ma Yichuan, who had been looking completely lost, suddenly changed his dejected appearance and ran off into the distance, using his air magic to control his body and fly into the sky.

"Hahaha! Do you think I don't know how hard it is to upgrade your superpowers? Stop bragging! I can't handle you, you may be fast, but can you fly? Kid! I'll remember you! Just you wait!"

Ma Yichuan flew high in the sky, looking up at Shenhe who was looking up at him beside the container, and laughed triumphantly, making sarcastic remarks to Shenhe.

He had the air of a petty person who had achieved his goal.

The laughter stopped abruptly the next second.

He watched as Shenhe floated up into the air, waved at him, and then vanished before his eyes in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, a voice came from behind him, "How old are you to be running around making sarcastic remarks? How childish."

Ma Yichuan suddenly turned his head and saw Shenhe standing diagonally above him, looking down at him with a condescending gaze.

"you……!"

He had barely uttered a single word when Shenhe suddenly lowered his body and kicked him hard in the stomach.

"Bang!"

After the muffled thud, Ma Yichuan's face turned as white as paper. He felt as if his lower abdomen had been smashed through by a heavy hammer, and something had shattered inside. He was like a cannonball, crashing straight into the container door.

"Bang—! Aaaaaaaah!"

With tremendous force, he slammed into the ground, feeling that his spine and limbs were broken, and he couldn't move his body at all, except for a little feeling in his neck.

He struggled to lift his head and looked down at his lower abdomen, where a hole had been kicked in, a bloody mess, and a large amount of air was spilling out of the hole and spreading outwards. His dantian had been ruptured, and his supernatural power was dissipating!

"No! My power! No! I'm meant to be the ruler!"

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"

"Let me go! I don't want to...die!"

Ma Yichuan turned to Shenhe, who was floating down from the air, and begged for mercy. He had just finished begging when the container door was suddenly pushed open. He instinctively turned around to look and was immediately terrified!

A group of zombies tilted their heads and excitedly pounced on him. He couldn't move his body and could only subconsciously tilt his head back to try to get away, which resulted in his neck being exposed. The group of zombies knelt in front of him, bit his throat, and tore off a large chunk of flesh.

The rest of them tore open his stomach and dragged him out of the factory.

Shenhe stood not far away, waiting until the zombies had eaten most of them before using his mind to stuff them back into the container, close the door, and put them into his spatial storage.

Only Ma Yichuan's head remained intact, staring at Shenhe with its mouth opening and closing.

Just as he died, his forehead flashed, and he stopped the zombies from eating him several times.

Take out the claw hammer and smash it down on its forehead!

With a few snapping sounds, they dug out a crystal core that was different from ordinary energy cores.

Huh? It's not an energy core?

[Airborne Supernatural Crystallization]

Note: Can activate air-related abilities.

Shenhe blinked. "This thing still exists after the superhuman dies?" He frowned deeply.

"Everyone has a system?"

[Originated upon the death of a Tier 3 or higher ability user; not available to lower tier users.]

With the third-tier ability, there was a qualitative leap, and I was no longer afraid of being targeted by ordinary people's forces, who would open my skull to extract my crystals.

But the fear is that they might be targeted by high-level superpowered individuals who would take the crystals and use them on their relatives and friends.

Tsk! It's not easy being an ordinary person, and even becoming a superhuman still means living in constant fear of becoming a donor!

It's even more distressing than for ordinary people.

Holy crap! Shenhe suddenly remembered something.

If it exists at level three or above, then it's in his mind!

Wouldn't it be like opening it to find a huge pile of crystals!

He's a treasure trove! Holy crap!

After storing the air-energy crystal in his spatial storage, Shenhe turned and walked to Wang Chong'an, who was lying on the ground.

"How are your injuries? Can you still walk?"

Wang Chong'an looked at Shenhe with a complicated expression, feeling that he was on the side of justice, but also had a wicked way of doing things.

Feeding living people to zombies—what a cruel method!

He was hit in the chest by Ma Yichuan's supernatural power, breaking several ribs. Now he feels pain every time he breathes, and he doesn't know if the ribs have pierced some internal organ. In this era without hospitals, he knows he is going to die.

Wang Chong'an shook his head gratefully, "I'm afraid I'm not going to make it. My ribs have pierced my internal organs. If I can't have surgery, I'm sure I'll die. Thank you for avenging me."

Seeing his despair, Shenhe changed the subject, "In the early days of the apocalypse, didn't you go to the Lijing Garden residential area and lure away zombies in front of a supermarket?"

Wang Chong'an was startled. Xiao Zhang's face flashed through his mind. There were four of them back then, but now only he was left.

"I've been there. One of my colleagues even died there."

"That young policeman was bitten by a zombie. At the last moment of the mutation, he begged me to kill him. He said he didn't want to become a zombie and bite others. I took his service weapon and he helped me a lot. You are his colleague. It's fate that we met. I will also help you on his behalf."

After Shenhe finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a bright green wood-elemental spiritual light emanated from his palm. Dense and soft light spots floated toward Wang Chong'an's chest.

Wang Chong'an was still pondering his words when a sudden, sharp pain jolted him back to reality. Looking down, he saw the green light spots burrowing into his chest, pulling his broken ribs back into place and expelling them from his internal organs. The pain made him shudder.

But after the excruciating pain came a warm and comfortable feeling, and the internal injuries healed very quickly.

In less than a minute, the pain in my chest disappeared completely.

He pushed himself up, pressed his hand to his chest, and looked at Shenhe with a mixture of surprise and joy. "I can't thank you enough! From now on, my life belongs to you, sir!"

"Um."

The two walked toward the villa plaza, followed by several beautiful women who had just been rescued from the villa; they were all kidnapped by Ma Yichuan.

The survivors in the square had mostly left and passed through the portal, leaving only A-Gui and the others waiting for them.

Through the light gate, you can see a long queue at the entrance of the Beichuan base, where people are registering their identities.

They've recruited tens of thousands more, so the base should have enough manpower for now.