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

"That sixth brother, Nangong Zhao."

Jiang Qingyue watched as Xiao Yi went back and forth, almost exhausted to the point of sticking out her tongue. While pleased, she was also quite impressed with Nangong Zhao, having never seen someone so ostentatious in his humility.

Long Jiuxing, his face tense, watched as Xiao Yi dragged the zombies over, and suddenly suggested, "I'll go kill her."

Despite the seemingly random sentence, Jiang Qingyue understood: "No need. Although she is well-hidden, she is not our enemy."

"Sure?"

"I'm not sure." Jiang Qingyue explained with a smile, "I'm not sure if she has any ill intentions towards me, but I'm certain of one thing: she's no match for us, otherwise she wouldn't have sold these zombies to me."

Seeing Long Jiuxing's seemingly understanding expression, Jiang Qingyue continued, "Sometimes, you can't judge people in black and white terms. There's a gray area in between, and we can't directly judge people in this gray area based on right or wrong."

Simply put, it means judging actions, not intentions.

"Regardless of Nangong Zhao's plans, whether she covets the essence of Plant Doctor or our quantum computer, the current situation is that she hasn't made a move, so let's consider her friendly. As long as we ensure that we are stronger than her, there's no need to eliminate her."

"Of course, if she is stronger than us and could threaten our lives at any time, that's a different story."

Long Jiuxing tilted his head and blinked: "Those who are beneficial to me and can be killed at any time, shouldn't we just ignore them?"

"Longlong is so smart." Jiang Qingyue cupped her little face in her hands and rubbed it gently. "You've summarized it perfectly; that's exactly what I meant."

Long Jiuxing tried to suppress his smile, but couldn't, and an unnatural smile appeared on his face: "I'll listen to Sister Xiaoyue, then I won't kill her."

"You go and study the zombies. I'll receive the zombies sent from all sides and ask Wang Dawei some questions while I'm at it."

"it is good."

Long Jiuxing went to the zombie breeding base to work.

Yanbao and Zaizai carried water to the planting room to water the vegetables, and then circled around the little hen, chirping, hissing, and clucking...

Jiang Qingyue glanced at the little hen; this guy had a lot of secrets, but she didn't have time to deal with it for the time being.

Of the top 100 forces on the new power ranking list that issued the bounty this time, only Nangong Zhao sold the zombies to her; the rest of the bases remained silent.

Jiang Qingyue was not surprised by this result.

Even the best plant extracts can't be eaten as food.

One or two life-saving items are enough, but second-tier and above crystal cores are the foundation for everyone to become stronger.

With a Plant Doctor Essence already surviving, many people wouldn't choose to sell a zombie to her.

After all, this would cause Jiang Qingyue to become stronger and stronger, while their strength would not be able to keep up. At that time, no matter how much essence they had to save their lives, it would be useless. If they were unlucky, they could be killed by zombies eight hundred times a day.

However, there were still gains.

Some of those who didn't trade with Jiang Qingyue last time sold some Corpse Kings this time in exchange for essence.

Including Nangong Zhao's side, Jiang Qingyue's overall gains were no worse than last time.

Hand these newly arrived Corpse Kings over to the Corpse King President and let him make arrangements.

Jiang Qingyue then approached Wang Dawei's head and asked, "How much do you know about Nangong Zhao?"

Seeing that she needed his help again, Wang Dawei instinctively made a condition: "I'll tell you, you let me go."

Jiang Qingyue was speechless: "You think I could agree to that? Do you believe me?"

"...Then kill me." Wang Dawei almost cried as he begged her, "I'll tell you everything I knew before I was reborn, everything I remember, even what I ate and how many times I took a dump, please kill me?"

"You're already very strong, and you've raised so many zombies. It won't be long before you can use second-tier crystal cores to increase your combat power to 200,000, and then use third-tier crystal cores to increase it to 300,000."

"Even if I am reborn, I will have to develop in a cowardly manner, and I will have no chance of being able to seek revenge on you."

"Besides, my memory is fading. After being reborn, I probably won't know as much as you do, so you won't need me, right?"

Jiang Qingyue remained silent.

Wang Dawei continued, "It's true, my memory is really fading, otherwise I wouldn't be writing everything down in this notebook. Actually, keeping me locked up won't help. After a while, even if you torture me, I still won't remember anything."

"I might as well tell you everything I know now, so I can suffer less and you can get more information."

"In your words, this is what you call a win-win situation: as long as you agree to kill me, I'll tell you."

Jiang Qingyue looked at Wang Dawei and nodded without hesitation: "Okay." Anyway, she wasn't the only one in this shelter. She had agreed, but Longlong hadn't agreed yet, right?

When Wang Dawei saw her nod, he burst into tears of joy.

I'm finally going to die. It wasn't easy.

"Ask away, ask whatever you want to know."

"What do you know about Nangong Zhao?"

Wang Dawei spoke extremely quickly: "One of the eight strongest beings in the apocalypse."

"In my previous life, I was not of high enough status, so I only knew some legends about her. It is said that the more beautiful she was, the stronger she was."

"Also, she can hide her own stats, such as her combat power."

"Also, it's said that there has never been a traitor in her team. This is all hearsay, so I can't guarantee it's true."

"No wonder," Jiang Qingyue murmured.

She didn't know much about Nangong Zhao, but he was able to come to Quanshui City to build his own power right after leaving the Overlord Base, which meant he was already quite strong before, yet he had never appeared on the rankings.

It turns out you can block your own information.

Add to that the invisibility cloak she obtained after completing the hidden quest, and the fact that the prettier she is, the stronger she becomes—tsk tsk, isn't she the true darling of the Eternal Winter God?

Who are the eight strongest figures in the apocalypse?

"Long Jiuxing, Yu You, Nangong Zhao, Shen Yi, Wang Defa, Wang Longhua, Chen Tangtang, Huang Yali."

Jiang Qingyue tilted her head back; they were all old acquaintances.

Apart from Yu You, who she had already killed, the rest of them were all top-ranked powerhouses on the leaderboard.

"Who is the strongest?"

"I don't know," Wang Dawei honestly confessed. "There's no system ranking, but the strongest is generally considered to be Long Jiuxing, and the others seem to be about the same."

Jiang Qingyue pondered for a moment, then asked, "Where is Liu Yuyao?"

"In her previous life, during the second cold wave, a riot broke out in the base over food, and she died at that time."

Jiang Qingyue noticed his evasive gaze, clearly indicating that Liu Yuyao's death last time might have been related to Wang Dawei.

In that sense, she and Liu Yuyao are the odd ones out in this life.

A person who should have died, and a person who should have remained unknown, have now risen to the top of the list.

Who else is famous?

Wang Dawei frowned: "I've almost forgotten everything."

Jiang Qingyue believed this. This guy had written in his diary that his memory was fading, and after so much time, he probably remembered even less.

"It's okay, just say what you know."

Wang Dawei racked his brains: "Old Nine, we don't know his real name, everyone calls him Ninth Brother. He seems to be a foreigner, I've never seen him before."

"The Sword King's real name is Yang Qingqing. It's said that she's not very bright, but she's very strong."

"Besides the eight strongest, she and the ninth brother are the most famous. I don't remember the others very well. You can ask Liu Yuyao. I have the most comprehensive and detailed records in that notebook."

"Ninth Brother, Sword King," Jiang Qingyue murmured.

Ninth Brother didn't know that Yang Qingqing, who wasn't very bright, immediately connected the girl who shouted "Knife in hand, follow me" that night.

"Besides using crystal cores, do you know how humans can use the power of ice and snow to become stronger like zombies?"

"You'll have to ask Long Jiuxing about that."

"Longlong?"

"Yes." Wang Dawei nodded eagerly: "In the previous life, only one person could use the power of ice and snow to become stronger, and that person was Long Jiuxing."

"But she always kept to herself, and no one could get the method from her."

This was beyond Jiang Qingyue's expectations. It seemed that using the power of ice and snow to improve her strength was more difficult than she had imagined.

After all, what she can think of, others can think of too. Xiao Yi would give such advice, and other people's personal assistants would also give such advice.

Whether in the previous life or this life, there will always be many people researching the power of ice and snow.

She just didn't expect that in her previous life, even in the sixth year of the apocalypse, only Long Jiuxing would know how to do it.

Seeing her thinking, Wang Dawei pressed on, "Is there anything else you want to know? Ask me quickly."

"You wrote in your notebook that Shen Yi is an envoy. Whose envoy is this?"

"have no idea."

"you do not know?"

"I'm really not lying to you!" Wang Dawei quickly said, "I only heard it secondhand. I heard that Shen Yineng has some privileges as an envoy, but I don't have access to that level, so I don't know if it's true or not."

Jiang Qingyue's face darkened.

So most of the information this guy knows is hearsay.

Is it really true that unofficial history preserves its unofficial nature but not its authenticity?

Taking a deep breath, she asked again, "Are there any other hidden quests worth completing?"

"The God of Eternal Winter has placed a total of ninety-nine hidden quests in the eighth district. I have written down the ones I remember in the first notebook, but I have forgotten most of the rest."

"Ninety-nine?" Jiang Qingyue unconsciously recalled how many announcements there were regarding hidden missions so far.

Actually, it's not that many.

This means that a large portion of the hidden quests have not yet been triggered.

Liu Yuyao knew all of this.

"By the time you die in the sixth year of the apocalypse, how many people will still be in District 8?"

"I don't know." Wang Dawei confessed honestly: "Back then, I followed the strongmen to kill zombies every day, got a small amount of food, and hid in the base's shelter. I was only thinking about whether I could survive tomorrow, and I didn't care about anything else."

Jiang Qingyue thought for a moment and then asked, "Was there a famous rabbit in my previous life that stretched out its legs and stared at me with wide eyes?"

Wang Dawei thought carefully, then shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe I don't, or maybe I do but I forgot."

Jiang Qingyue's lips twitched.

It's also her fault for not being bold enough; otherwise, when she guessed that the other party was a reincarnated person, she should have tried to capture him and force a confession.

"You must know about that little hen, right? What's wrong with your little hen?"

Wang Dawei: "Sleepy Twisted Chicken, a total of five of these exotic beasts were released in the Eighth District."

"In my previous life, I heard that a villager in my hometown, Xiaoshidong Village, had a chicken that laid a lot of eggs. The eggs it laid were like fasting pills; eating one egg could keep you going for a month."

"It's said to enhance strength, but I don't know if it's true."

"After you killed me in this life, I took over the second brother's body and snatched this 'twisted chicken' into my hands. I carefully fed it, but this guy is still in his cub stage. He doesn't grow taller and doesn't lay eggs."

Jiang Qingyue then asked, "How big is its space? How do you usually communicate with it?"

"It has space?" Wang Dawei's voice rose several octaves.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Qingyue's expression turned strange: "You don't know?"

This fried chicken even offered fish slices to please her, clearly indicating that it had received quite a bit from Wang Dawei.

"I..." Wang Dawei almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "I... I knew it! How could such a small chicken eat so much? Turns out it didn't eat it into its stomach, it ate it and stored it in its space."

Wang Dawei's face turned pale and then red. He, a reborn person, had actually been tricked by a little chick.

At this moment, Wang Dawei began to doubt his life. Am I really the protagonist?

Do protagonists have to go through so many hardships before they can reach the top?

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Dawei said seriously, "Sleepy Twist Chicken has another function: when cooked into a soup, it is very nourishing and can increase lifespan by a hundred years."

Jiang Qingyue raised her eyelids slightly: "Do you think I believe that?"

Wang Dawei's back teeth were almost crushed from biting.

I got tricked by a little chick and can't even get revenge.

He was puzzled. How come when others tricked him, they always succeeded?

Why is it so difficult for him to fool others when he wants to?

"You still haven't answered me: how do you communicate with these strange beasts?"

"Let's guess by combining strokes and drawings," Wang Dawei said. "Once they become stronger, that is, after they pass through the cub stage and reach maturity, they will be able to speak human language."

"How long will it take?"

"I've never raised one, how would I know?"

Jiang Qingyue rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. So it was just hearsay again.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?" Jiang Qingyue cursed.

Wang Dawei, who didn't want to get stabbed, kept quiet.

After a long while, Jiang Qingyue asked again, "How was the official reputation in the previous life?"

"I think I forgot."

"What are the limitations of your ability to possess others? Where did you obtain it?"

"I stole it from someone at the base. It can possess people with the same surname. The limitation is that you can only choose to possess someone after they've died," Wang Dawei explained. "I'm telling you the truth, I'm not hiding anything, so you don't need to worry about me taking over your body."

"If I really had that ability, I wouldn't even want your body. Are you done asking your questions? If you are, hurry up and kill me."

"They don't like my body." Jiang Qingyue pondered for a moment: "Does that mean there are many people in the Eighth District who are stronger than me and have more potential? Who are they?"

"They're the officials; they have another battlefield."

"What battlefield?"

"It means that in each experimental zone, ordinary people are the ones playing. The main god will throw all the powerful forces in that experimental zone into the same trial ground, and it seems that only one force can survive."

"The surviving force will enter a huge trial ground, where they will encounter people from other districts."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyue's expression became more serious than ever before.

This means that the official forces of each country in the Eighth Experimental Zone will first undergo an elimination round.

The sole surviving team enters a larger testing ground to compete again with the survivors from other experimental zones.

She didn't know how brutal the struggle would be, but she was certain that only the Chinese government had survived in the Eighth Experimental Zone.

Those overseas forces, lacking official protection and with their bloodlines not being fully passed down, are generally weak in both numbers and quality.

No wonder you can't find any of them on the leaderboard.

For example, this time, if the authorities hadn't provided a large quantity of vegetables and purchased Plant Doctor essence from her, amplified its effects with an amplifier, and distributed it for free, who knows how many more people would have died in China.