Сhaptеr 8: Еntеring thе Urbаn Ruins, Еncоuntеring thе Grim Rеapеr Mercenаrу Cоrрs
Liu Yu аnd thе оthers skillfullу usеd thе terrain аnd сovеr to hide the оff-roаd vehicle.
Мo Qiаnqian stооd by with her hаnds tucked in her slееvеs, wаtching without аnу intеntiоn of going оver tо help.
Нe Song аnd Yang Yong, sеeing Mo Qiаnqiаn аcting likе а hands-off boss, bоth showеd hints оf anger оn their faсes.
In thе раst, the twо would havе certаinlу sсolded her.
But after what haррened earliеr in thе off-road vеhiсle, realizing that the current Mo Qianqian was not to be trifled with, they restrained their temper somewhat, only glaring at her a few times.
Mo Qianqian completely ignored their gazes.
She had no interest in fighting with these two cannon fodders.
Rather than venting momentary anger, she cared more about the Spirit Spring Space that had yet to be obtained.
Taking advantage of the gap, she once again sorted through the plot of the book in her mind.
In the plot setting, the deeper one went into this urban ruins, the more dangerous it became.
The male lead’s hunting team had no intention of venturing deep into the city to take risks, planning only to hunt and explore at the edge of the urban ruins.
If nothing unexpected happened, such a conservative hunting operation would not pose any danger.
But the unexpected happened as expected.
One of the largest armed forces in the Safe Zone, the Angel Mercenary Corps, had set a trap in this urban ruins.
They planned to ambush and kill Mu Shengzhou, the leader of the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps, in these ruins and then annex the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps’ forces.
The male lead’s hunting team was caught up in this conflict, narrowly escaping death.
Fortunately, with the female lead, a Healing-Type Awakened and a walking blood bank, accompanying them, there were no casualties.
In this battle, to heal her teammates, the female lead had nearly half of her blood drained.
Because of the female lead’s presence, everyone else in the team remained in perfect condition, while only the female lead was weakened from excessive blood loss to the point of being unable to walk.
Yang Yong carried the female lead on his back, yet still complained that she was a burden.
But things did not end there.
During the retreat, the male lead discovered a severely injured, dying youth in the ruins.
Ignoring the female lead’s excessive blood loss and near fainting, the male lead demanded that she give her blood to save the youth.
By then, blood-drawing equipment had already been lost in the chaotic retreat.
The male lead directly cut open the blood vessels in the female lead’s wrist, using her blood to save the youth.
The youth was saved, but the female lead nearly died.
It was later revealed that this youth was the only son of the leader of the Angel Mercenary Corps and the next successor to the Angel Mercenary Corps.
Even though it was the female lead’s blood that saved him, and she had nearly lost her life in the process, the credit for saving his life fell on the male lead.
The male lead became a guest of honor in the Angel Mercenary Corps, his status soaring rapidly.
The female lead remained the same—someone everyone could bully, humble to the point of being trampled into the dust.
Mo Qianqian took a deep breath, suppressing the rising anger in her heart.
She would not allow these plot points to happen.
For now, the most urgent matter was still to obtain that zodiac pendant containing the Spirit Spring Space.
In the plot, the location of the zodiac pendant was described in great detail.
It was at the edge of the city, on the left side of a chaotic street, at the entrance of the third intact building, pressed in a crevice under a half-person-high chunk of concrete.
While Mo Qianqian was sorting through the plot, the vehicle was hidden, and the group walked toward the dilapidated urban ruins ahead.
No one called out to Mo Qianqian.
Ji Yunting, Sun Mingxue, Liu Yu, Li Dong, He Song, and Yang Yong walked together as a group of six.
Mo Qianqian walked alone, at least five or six meters away from Ji Yunting and the other five.
The divide was clear—an obvious lack of fitting in, or rather, being excluded.Mo Qianqian felt no ripple of emotion in her heart.
She had never intended to ally herself with these people in the first place.
It suited her just fine that this bunch of trash kept their distance.
At that moment, she was observing the urban ruins ahead.
The city, which should have been a forest of skyscrapers, now appeared exceptionally desolate and dilapidated.
As far as the eye could see, there were broken, crumbling buildings and structures that had collapsed halfway.
Through the gaps in the ruins, she could spot a few zombies wandering sporadically among them.
Two zombies that were relatively close by seemed to have caught the scent of living flesh and emerged from the cracks in the buildings.
Staggering forward, they moved at a pace that wasn’t particularly fast but was certainly not slow either, lunging toward the direction where Mo Qianqian and the others stood.
Judging by the angle of their charge, they would likely reach Mo Qianqian first.
Whether it was the female protagonist from the novel or Mo Qianqian, who was born in the 21st century, this was her first time seeing zombies.
The putrid, foul stench accompanied the two zombies as they charged forward, mingled with their rasping, guttural growls.
Mo Qianqian’s face paled slightly.
Truth be told, she had mentally prepared herself for this journey, so fear wasn’t the main issue.
It was mostly the intense visual and olfactory assault from the highly decomposed zombies that triggered a wave of physical discomfort.
Ji Yunting, standing about five or six meters away, noticed Mo Qianqian’s momentary pallor. He paused mid-step, as if considering moving forward to deal with the two zombies.
However, the step he had just taken halted the next instant.
Mo Qianqian had been acting somewhat defiant today.
He didn’t like the way she had looked at him earlier, nor the glint in her eyes.
Since she was the one who insisted on being self-reliant, then let her be self-reliant.
She needed to be taught a lesson.
Only after learning her lesson would she understand how to be obedient in the future.
Only then would she obediently return to the dark corner that belonged to her.
Thus, Ji Yunting retracted the step he was about to take.
Mo Qianqian kept her eyes fixed on the two zombies and didn’t notice Ji Yunting’s movement.
Not that it mattered even if she had noticed—she had never expected Ji Yunting to save her anyway.
She deftly loaded her hand crossbow and took aim.
Just as she was about to pull the trigger and fire, a sudden and unexpected change occurred.
In the direction from which the two zombies were lunging, the space seemed to split open, revealing a thin, black fissure.
As the zombies ran past the fissure, their bodies were instantly severed from their heads, splattering foul, decaying black blood across the ground.
Mo Qianqian’s finger, poised on the trigger, froze.
Similarly stunned were the six people on Ji Yunting’s side.
At that moment, a teasing voice rang out.
“Tsk tsk, a bunch of grown men ganging up on a little girl.”
“Hey, sweetheart, why not join our mercenary corps? I guarantee no one will leave you out.”
The remark was accompanied by a flirtatious whistle.
Mo Qianqian turned her gaze toward the source of the voice. From the side, over twenty men with lean, muscular builds approached, dressed in matching camouflage combat uniforms and armed with sophisticated weaponry.
On the sleeve patches of their combat uniforms, Mo Qianqian spotted the emblem of a skull and scythe.
So… she had run into the cannon fodder of the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps.
What she had just witnessed—the black fissure that seemed to tear through space—wasn’t an illusion.
The novel had mentioned that Mu Shengzhou, the ill-fated young leader of the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps, was a formidable spatial ability user.
His signature killing move was using spatial fissures to slice his opponents in half.
So, was it Mu Shengzhou who had just killed those two zombies?Standing up for justice when seeing injustice?
Although she didn’t need saving, this young mercenary corps leader who died too soon seemed to have quite a righteous character.
Mo Qianqian looked toward the leader among the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps group.
Tall and straight, resolute, stern, and ascetic—whether in physique or facial features, he completely matched her aesthetic preferences.
Tsk tsk, such a handsome man, yet destined to die young.
What a pity.