In a frigid apocalypse, I went on a shopping spree with the reborn.

The vast white wilderness remains, the wind and snow continue.

Four zombies carried a wooden sedan chair, taking each step with extreme caution.

Jiang Qingyue sat steadily in the wooden sedan chair, and the power of the ice and snow gathered around her to form a vortex.

The temperature at the center of the vortex was approaching absolute zero. Apart from the zombies who had no senses and the freak Jiang Qingyue, no one could withstand it.

Wang Defa had already left her head, found a small zombie as his vehicle, and followed at a distance behind the sedan chair.

Every now and then, a notification would pop up on the computer. Without even looking, Wang Defa knew it was another reward for Jiang Shen.

He had lost count of how many rewards Jiang Shen had received, ranging from special items to fruits and vegetables.

This new system main controller looks like Jiang Qingyue's personal computer assistant to anyone who doesn't know better.

"Wow, Jiang Shen really doesn't waste a single moment. Looks like I, Fatty, need to work harder too!"

Wang Defa must strive to improve himself.

After three minutes of deep thought, he lay down on the little zombie's head and completely became Salty Fish Qiang.

He doesn't have a space backpack; all his items are in the small world, which he can't access right now.

He couldn't figure out the power of ice and snow, and he was extremely weak. He had no crystal core and nothing at all, so any effort he put in was just wishful thinking.

Forced to give up, he took out the beef balls he had tricked out of Xiao Huihui and ate them with gusto.

"The leaderboards are gone. By the way, what's Jiang Shen's strength now? He seems to be getting more and more terrifying!"

Three months later, three hundred people stood on the open ground where the authorities had originally stationed themselves in the Eighth District.

These three hundred people were top elites selected by Jiang Qingyue from both domestic and international sources in the Eighth District, and were forcibly assembled with countless resources at great cost.

They may lack practical experience, but their treasures and combat power are absolutely top-notch.

"Don't worry, Jiang Shen. We will strictly follow the official instructions when we get there and cooperate with them to repel the powerful enemy. All the supplies we bring will be handed over to the authorities for their disposal."

Jiang Qingyue turned on his personal terminal and contacted the officials to help them send the three hundred local powerhouses, who were carrying crystal cores, trading coins, and various supplies, over.

This was one of the rare times she didn't practice.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Defa jumped onto her head: "Jiang Shen, where do we go next?"

Wang Defa felt like he was being scratched by a cat. He had originally thought that Jiang Qingyue was going to take him to the official side to fight together.

As a result, Jiang Qingyue directly trained a group of strong individuals and sent them over, but did not go himself.

Based on his understanding of Jiang Qingyue, he definitely had a bigger plan.

Jiang Qingyue sat in her own luxurious wooden sedan chair, absorbing the power of ice and snow as quickly as possible.

The bone-chilling cold forced Wang Defa to leave her head and return to the little zombie's head.

The little zombie grinned, slowed its pace, and lagged far behind.

Compared to its four companions, carrying this little insect was incredibly easy for it.

Over two years, Jiang Qingyue cleared out countless zombie kings around the various bases.

They adopted a little girl named Tao Ran, who is Tao Xinran's daughter, nicknamed Xiao Bao.

The little girl was used to living with her aunt, and there was no one to take care of her in the shelter.

Jiang Qingyue was always traveling, so it was inconvenient to take her along. Therefore, she continued to live at her aunt's house. Jiang Qingyue gave her a lot of crystal cores and special items, which helped to increase the combat power of this eight-year-old girl to 200,000.

With special items on him, even if someone with 200,000 combat power came, they would only be able to stare helplessly at Tao Ran.

Tao Ran waved: "Goodbye, godmother. Don't worry about Xiao Bao, he's a very good boy. Auntie is very, very good to me. You can go and do your great things without worry. When I grow up a little, I'll go out and explore with you, and together we'll find a way to bring my mother and the others back to life."

Jiang Qingyue tugged at the corners of her mouth, but couldn't muster a genuine smile. In the end, she simply reached out and patted the little girl's head.

After leaving, she issued a bounty.

There are no rewards, no tasks; the purpose of issuing the bounty is simply to ensure that everyone sees the message.

The message was simple: to announce to the entire Eighth Experimental Zone that he had an adopted daughter named Tao Ran.

Whoever moves, dies.

For the next five years, Jiang Qingyue's life became extremely regular.

She would stay in each city for a period of time until the snow and ice melted, revealing the original soil, before moving on to the next city.

Wang Defa was in a terrible state.

The translator was in Little Grey's hands, and since he couldn't communicate with these zombies and Jiang Qingyue didn't speak, he almost forgot how to speak.

When he feels unwell, he can only turn on his personal computer and chat with everyone on the world channel.

When the first city's ice and snow melted, everyone considered it a miracle, because due to the global ice cover, even if a small patch of soil was exposed, the temperature remained cold.

But as one place after another returned to its original appearance and would not freeze again, the earth began to recover.

Some people who had stored the seeds also spread them, and soon patches of green appeared on the ground.

Jiang Qingyue preserved the original geographical features of the Eighth District, and the temperature in the far south and far north is about the same as before.

Aside from zombies and Shadow Fiends, it seems like the apocalypse is just an illusion for everyone.

That day, Wang Defa mustered his courage and asked, "God Jiang, the Eternal Winter God has been killed, and now the ice and snow are melting. Does that mean you can't absorb the power of the ice and snow anymore? How will you become stronger?"

Jiang Qingyue glanced at him, and Wang Defa said awkwardly, "I'm not teaching you how to do things. I was just thinking, should we hold back a little bit of our ice and snow power?"

Jiang Qingyue handed him a small light bulb and a battery.

Wang De was stunned: "Why are you giving me this? With Jiang Shen here, do I need this thing to dispel the Shadow Demon?"

Just as Wang Defa was about to throw it away, he saw Jiang Qingyue turn off all the lights around him and put away the Snow Concealment Bow, letting the Shadow Demon approach and bite him without even fighting back.

"Holy crap!" Wang Defa jumped onto the little zombie's head. "Quick, quick, back away! Get away from this madman!"

The two ran quite a distance, turned on the small lamp, and barely managed to provide some light to protect him and the little zombie.

The sight of a bunch of red-eyed shadow demons around him made Wang Defa's heart pound with fear.

Is this woman crazy?

Wang Defa looked terrified. He said, "How did you manage to destroy all the power of ice and snow? I was worried that without the power of ice and snow, how could Jiang Qingyue become stronger?"

Good heavens, so they've got their eyes on these Shadow Fiends.

No, to be precise, Jiang Qingyue has her sights set on another kind of energy: resentment.

"How could I not have thought of that?" Wang Defa regretted it so much that he kept hitting his chin.

What in this world is inexhaustible?

That's true, it's resentment.

Compared to the power of ice and snow created by the God of Eternal Winter, resentment is truly inexhaustible.

Whether it's the apocalypse or before, who doesn't constantly radiate resentment?

It's just that resentment was something that couldn't be seen or touched before.

Now these resentful energies have transformed into shadow demons. As long as Jiang Qingyue figures out how to utilize these resentful energies, it means he will never have to worry about energy.

"Jiang Shen, you're a genius! You have to teach me after you figure it out, Old Wang is ambitious too."

As the saying goes, what is difficult for the unskilled is easy for the skilled.

Resentment and the power of ice and snow are a kind of universally applicable method.

The previous year, Jiang Qingyue relied on the notes left by Long Jiuxing. In fact, Long Jiuxing had already studied how to utilize the power of ice and snow quite thoroughly, and was just short of summarizing it.

Jiang Qingyue was rather slow-witted and lacked Long Jiuxing's talent. It took her a whole year to learn how to absorb the power of ice and snow, even with the notes. It was only when the system reconnected that she finally learned how to absorb the power of ice and snow.

Her subsequent rapid absorption wasn't due to her exceptional talent, but rather the milk produced daily by the little fat cow.

Since she didn't need the powerful burst of energy from stewing beef with milk, she drank all the milk, which doubled her speed of absorbing the power of ice and snow.

Once you understand one thing, you understand everything. Having experience absorbing the power of ice and snow, you can now absorb resentment much faster.

In just two years, Jiang Qingyue mastered the use of resentment as a new energy source.

From that day on, she sat in the sedan chair, carried by four zombies, absorbing resentment everywhere.

Countless black resentful energies surged into his body. When Jiang Qingyue looked inward, his body resembled a Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

On one side is the power of ice and snow, pure and pristine; on the other is resentment, dark and murky.

Two equally fierce and violent energies collided, tearing Jiang Qingyue's internal organs apart time and time again.

Fortunately, the plant extract is rich in nutrients, so you can just tear it up and eat it.

The two energies were constantly fighting, and neither could gain the upper hand. Then they ignored each other and obediently settled down in Jiang Qingyue's body.

Wang Defa was astonished: "They've tamed them already? How can a mindless energy source be more obedient than a zombie? Is that right?"

Jiang Qingyue stretched out his hand, and the Snow Concealed Bow appeared in his palm.

By harnessing the power of ice and snow, as before, a single ice-blue arrow can be condensed into multiple arrows at once, but the power of the arrow will decrease.

If only one arrow is condensed, it will become increasingly blue as the amount of ice and snow power increases, eventually becoming almost black.

Simply by stirring up resentment, one can create a pure black arrow.

When both energies are mobilized simultaneously, a blue and black arrow will appear.

Compared to a single energy source, this blue-black dual-color arrow is far more powerful.

"Is this the world of geniuses?" Wang Defa stretched out his forelegs and straightened his twin ponytails.

Before Jiang Qingyue became famous, he always thought he was the protagonist of this world.

As a result, he lost all 200 pounds of flesh and got a completely new skin.

"Sigh, looks like I, Fatty, won't be the main character."

Jiang Qingyue traveled from place to place, stopping to absorb any Shadow Demons he encountered. His aura grew more and more violent each day, transforming him into a giant, walking energy ball.

At some point, a small black dot appeared on Jiang Qingyue's heart and began to climb up along the texture of her skin.

Collarbone... cheek... and finally, a black clematis bloomed on her head.

"Ginger, ginger, ginger god..." Wang Defa was almost scared out of his wits: "You've bloomed!!!"

Jiang Qingyue glanced at it only once, ignoring the strange plant that had been born from resentment.

She even felt that the black clematis resonated with her in some way.

From then on, as Jiang Qingyue absorbed the resentment, the clematis also opened its mouth wide and frantically swallowed and exhaled the resentment.

The Shadow Fiend, feared by all, became an excellent tonic for one person and one flower.

As it grew stronger, this clematis became another major weapon for Jiang Qingyue besides the Snow Concealed Bow.

Two years later, Shadow Fiends became increasingly rare.

Spring is here, flowers are blooming, and all things are coming back to life.

Aside from a few strong individuals still battling zombies, most ordinary people have returned to their normal lives.

Perhaps because they have experienced the hardships of the apocalypse, everyone cherishes their current lives even more, and there is not much resentment generated. It is already very difficult to find the Shadow Demon formed from resentment.

Jiang Qingyue still sat in the same wooden sedan chair as she had ten years ago, carried by zombies. When she couldn't find the Shadow Demon, she would sort through the quantum computers and various special items left behind by different races.

That day, Jiang Qingyue finally found a group of Shadow Demons.

As I absorbed it, a unique joy welled up from the depths of my soul.

It's her, it's Longlong, it must be!

With trembling hands, Jiang Qingyue took out the small box from her spatial storage. It was the box that the leader of District 34 had thrown to her at the last moment. She had Xiao Yi appraise it a few years ago, but only now did she have the opportunity to use it.

"Strange, why is Jiang Shen crying?" Wang Defa remained silent on the little zombie's head for a while, without going forward to disturb him.

He even felt it was good to cry. For the past ten years, Jiang Qingyue had been like a walking corpse, with him by his side, never leaving for a single day. This guy really hadn't said a word to him in ten years.

If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, he would never have believed that someone could go ten years without speaking.

He was really worried, feeling that Jiang Qingyue was just hanging on by a thread.

Once revenge is hopeless, or once revenge is successful, the anger dissipates.

After all, if a person doesn't even know how to express their emotions, then they probably really are not up to the task.

Thankfully, she can finally cry.

With tears streaming down her face, Jiang Qingyue took out a ruby ​​hair chain from the small box and selected the option to automatically wear it on her forehead.

A small ruby ​​dangled between her eyebrows; it was the first time she had worn it, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

But I can't worry about that right now.

Carefully sense the unusual feeling within your body, and try to extract this unique resentment.

This was a difficult process; she harbored too much resentment, and this single drop was like a drop of water in a vast ocean.

I dare not make any big moves, for fear that if I'm not careful, this sliver of hope will be gone.

The sun and moon alternate.

Jiang Qingyue didn't dare to relax at all. After spending six days, she finally managed to completely peel away a strand of black resentment that was millions of times thinner than a hair.

Take out water and the plant doctor's essence, dissolve the essence in the water, then gently nurture the wisp of resentment in the water for a while, and then very carefully place it into the ruby ​​between the eyebrows.

Xiao Yi popped up from the quantum computer: "Master, don't worry. This treasure from Experiment Zone 34 is extremely powerful. According to Xiao Yi's previous assessment, anything even slightly related to the soul can be restored through this restorer."

Jiang Qingyue opened her mouth, but no sound came out; tears streamed down her face.

As time went on, it seemed she had forgotten how to speak.

She didn't force herself; if she couldn't say it, she would just leave it at that for the time being.

The wisp of resentment generated by Longlong was collected here. Long Jiuxing died in the Battlefield of the Heavens along with Liu Yuyao and Nangong Zhao, so their soul fragments, or rather their resentment, should also be nearby.

Jiang Qingyue carefully discerned every trace of resentment she detected, looking for any strange sense of familiarity.

No, it's most likely resentment from a stranger. The person who generated this resentment might still be alive and absorbed it directly.

She would carefully separate any hairs that were slightly different and place them in a hair chain to nurture them.

On his lifeless face, a new emotion emerged—expectation.