Wen Yue was absolutely certain that Chu Chaoxun was dead and gone.
In her previous life, she possessed no special abilities; she had merely relied on the space bracelet to disguise herself as a space ability user.
For an ordinary person—injured, poisoned, and devoid of any special abilities—it was utterly impossible to survive amidst a horde of zombies.
Wen Yue knew that the Central Base would eventually plunge into chaos, and she was waiting for the perfect moment to sweep away all the supplies inside the base.
She had already made up her mind: she was going to the Eastern Base.
In her memory, after the fall of the Central Base, the Eastern Base would rise in the future to become the most powerful base of all.
Moreover, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Base was young and powerful, and Wen Yue had her eyes on that man.
When the time came and she arrived with all the supplies from the Central Base, he would surely be delighted by her arrival.
As for the survival of the Central Base and the Chu family, what did that have to do with her?
As Wen Yue thought of this, a satisfied smile curled her lips, and she vanished into her space bracelet.
The space inside the bracelet was vast. What surprised and delighted her most was that there was water and soil inside, allowing for farming and even letting people enter.
The only regret Wen Yue had was that the space bracelet could not expand any further.
Wen Yue had already stockpiled a vast amount of supplies inside the bracelet—food, drinks, daily necessities, everything she could possibly need. She would never again have to bow and scrape, begging others for a single bite of food like she did in her previous life.
At this moment, outside the Central Base, a group of twenty to thirty people was stationed.
Yu Tao had a sinister look on his face as he spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
“Chu Muxun of the Central Base indeed lives up to his reputation. He is formidable. Even though I copied his ability and we blindsided him, he still managed to severely injure me.”
The lackey beside him flattered, “Brother Yu, what does Chu Muxun even amount to? His fighting style is one where he kills eight hundred of the enemy at the cost of a thousand of his own; he’s just putting on a brave front. You’re still perfectly fine, but Chu Muxun likely won’t be waking up anytime soon.”
“Besides, how powerful is your ability? None of us brothers have an ability that strong.”
Yu Tao’s expression remained indifferent. The copying ability was not actually that overpowered.
First of all, there were limitations.
He could only copy one ability at a time, and the time limit was restricted to three hours.
Secondly, many abilities could not be copied, such as rule-based abilities or spiritual-origin abilities.
But immediately after, a smirk curled on his lips.
“True. This copying ability is indeed quite good. It was well worth the effort I spent plundering it from that little bastard.”
The little bastard he referred to was Yu Shun, his father’s illegitimate son with another woman.
When the apocalypse arrived, Yu Tao discovered that he had awakened a plundering ability, but the limitations of this ability were immense: it could only be used once.
If he could not plunder a sufficiently powerful ability as soon as possible, he would be virtually no different from a useless person in the apocalypse.
Coincidentally, he learned that Yu Shun had awakened the copying ability, which was far stronger than his own.
Thus, he kidnapped Yu Shun’s mother, laid a trap, and ambushed Yu Shun.
He stole Yu Shun’s ability, bound him to a bed in a research laboratory, and killed his mother right before his eyes.
The more pain Yu Shun felt, the happier Yu Tao became.
However, he did not kill Yu Shun with his own hands. He wanted that little bastard trapped in the laboratory, waiting for his own death with his eyes wide open.
An illegitimate child—what right did he have to possess an ability stronger than his?
At this moment, the lackey beside Yu Tao asked:
“Brother Yu, when are we launching the next round of attacks? After all, the current commander-in-chief in the base is just an ordinary person without special abilities, completely useless, and his grandson Chu Muhuan is also injured. This is our golden opportunity.”
“We still have our people inside the base. When the time comes, we can strike from both inside and outside. We won’t have to worry about not taking the base. The entire base will be ours to command!”
Yu Tao was injured somewhat severely and could not fully mobilize his ability to return to his peak state.
“Wait a bit longer, until we are absolutely sure of success.”
At sunset, as Chaoxun and her group passed by a research laboratory, she suddenly opened her eyes.
“Jiang Chuan, stop the car.”
Jiang Chuan stepped on the brakes.
“What’s wrong, Sister Xun?”
Chaoxun’s gaze fell upon a certain spot inside the research laboratory.
“There is still someone alive inside. Tell Su Jin to have them go and rescue the person.”
The original owner’s grandfather had dedicated his entire life to the country and its people. Since she had inherited his granddaughter’s body, she would fulfill her role as a member of the Chu family.
Su Jin and the others had all come from the military, and along the way, they had rescued quite a few people whenever it was convenient.
Most of the rescued people were currently following behind their vehicles, saying they wanted to head to the Central Base together.
Hearing Jiang Chuan’s words, Su Jin did not hesitate. She immediately designated three team members to get off the vehicle and walk into the laboratory.
Initially, Su Jin thought the person they were rescuing this time would be just like the others they had saved along the way—someone trapped by zombies and unable to escape. However, when she saw the person, she fell silent, and a look of unbearable pity appeared on her face.
Chaoxun was holding Qilin. A moment later, Su Jin and several others carried a person and walked over to her.
To call him a person was generous; he was practically no different from a dried corpse. Standing at nearly 1.9 meters tall, he looked as though he weighed less than a hundred pounds. His bones protruded visibly, his body was covered in wounds, dried blood stained his clothes, and there were bite marks on his wrist. He was currently hanging on to his last breath of life.
Chaoxun was somewhat surprised.
To think he hadn’t died yet.
Su Jin showed a difficult expression.
“Miss Chu, should we save him?”
In truth, for someone in this state, there was no longer any point in trying to save him.
Because his condition was simply too severe, it would be better to give him a peaceful release.
Chaoxun stepped down from the car, Qilin perched on her shoulder.
Su Jin immediately laid the man flat on the ground, her movements incredibly gentle, fearing that even a slight force would shatter the man’s last remaining breath.
Yu Shun was very sleepy, very tired, and wanted to sleep badly.
But his willpower told him that he could not sleep. If he slept, he would never wake up again, and he would never be able to avenge himself.
Thus, he slowly opened his eyes.
Yu Shun looked toward the horizon, and in the next moment, a figure entered his sight.
He thought he must have seen the goddess of legends—unbelievably beautiful, with a faint fragrance drifting into his nose.
Had he, after all, died?
Seeing him open his eyes, Chaoxun raised her eyebrows.
“To think you can still open your eyes. Tell me, do you want to live on, or do you want to end your life? I can send you on your final journey.”
Yu Shun stared at her intently, and then blinked his dry eyes.
It was a person.
He had been rescued.
Yu Shun parted his lips, but no sound came out.
He tried again, his voice extremely faint, like a passing breeze.
“Save me, I beg of you.”
He was extremely weak, yet his eyes were as bright as the stars, filled with a profound desire to survive. He wanted to live.
Chaoxun: “Your will to live is very firm. However, under your circumstances, if you want me to step in and save you, you must pay a price. Are you willing?”
Yu Shun used all his strength to nod his head, but to the onlookers, it was merely a slight shake of his head.