Akagi Katsuharu had just returned in a carefree manner from the Concessions area. As usual, he sat at his desk reviewing documents, trying to appear diligent in order to maintain authority among his subordinates.
As for whether he actually absorbed anything—only he himself knew.
He had no idea that a little girl was sitting directly across from him, staring at him.
Two eyes, one nose, one mouth—everything was normal. So why did he feel so cruel?
In Ye Qingning’s view, zombies were terrifying because they had no brains left and only knew how to roar.
But the atrocities of these Japanese people left her utterly puzzled.
“You want to die in what way?”
Ye Qingning directly revealed herself.
Akagi Katsuharu was so startled by her sudden appearance that he almost fell off his chair. Cold sweat broke out all over him. When he saw it was just a child, he immediately exploded in anger:
“Baka! %$#@!!”
He drew the sword beside him, walked around the desk, and strode forward viciously, shouting:
“You dare cause trouble here? I’ll teach you a lesson myself! Unruly thing!”
Of course, Ye Qingning could not understand his words—but she hated being looked at with hostility.
“Since you’re so excited, you must want a fire execution. Good, good.”
She snapped her fingers.
Space locked down.
A flame ignited instantly, setting the desk ablaze.
Then Ye Qingning began calmly collecting items in the room.
Exquisite folding screens—taken.
Antiques and cultural relics—taken.
Gold and silver treasures—taken.
In short, everything useful—taken.
She was a good child. She never wasted anything.
At this moment, Akagi Katsuharu was engulfed in flames. He tried to roll on the ground, but an invisible wall trapped him. He could only suffer within a small space, writhing in agony.
“Ah! Help! Someone help me! It hurts! It hurts so much! AHHH!!”
No one responded.
He tried to beg for mercy, but the other side paid no attention at all.
His voice gradually disappeared, his face twisted in terror. He could only watch helplessly as the “magic” unfolded and everything belonging to him was taken away.
Someone—kill this witch! Otherwise the Sakura Nation army will suffer heavy losses!
But until the very last moment, no help arrived.
He died with eyes wide open.
This was Ye Qingning’s first time killing a Japanese man.
Strangely, it felt far more satisfying than killing zombies.
Her mood became extremely good.
It seemed she did not consider them human at all. Raised under legal and moral constraints, she felt no guilt whatsoever.
She concealed her presence again and happily went to find another man—the one responsible for beating people.
That man was currently with a group of soldiers.
Then she would decide his method of death for him.
Suffocation. That sounded good.
“What’s going on? Yangyou, what happened to you?”
“He… he looks like he’s been possessed by a ghost!”
“Shut up!”
“Yangyou, speak!”
“He looks like he can’t breathe…”
“What do we do?!”
“Will it be our turn next?!”
The Japanese soldiers panicked.
They tried to report to their superiors, but discovered that the officer’s room was on fire.
They rushed to fetch water to extinguish it.
Ye Qingning ignored them completely and continued looting the warehouse nearby.
By the time they finally put out the fire, everyone was exhausted and collapsed on the ground—or more accurately, terrified into collapse.
“Captain Akagi… is gone…”
“We didn’t even notice when the fire started…”
“There wasn’t even a cry for help…”
“This is too terrifying…”
“Could it really be ghosts?”
“Ghosts! A ghost is here!”
“No, it’s just a normal child.”
“She has a shadow.”
“Why is there a child here?”
“What is she doing?”
“Don’t know.”
“Hey, kid! Come here!”
“She’s actually quite pretty.”
“I told you to come here! Did you hear me?!”
Ye Qingning did not understand what they were saying.
They were impatient. So was she.
She took out a dagger and walked step by step toward them.
“She’s trying to kill us!”
“Her hand is shaking—has she never used a dagger before?”
“I can sit here and she still won’t touch me.”
“I could kick her away in one move.”
“Hahahaha—”
Thud.
One person fell.
The laughter stopped instantly.
“Baka!”
The group immediately stood up and tried to open fire.
But Ye Qingning would never give them the chance.
She directly sent them to where they belonged.
“Monster…”
That was the last word they said—though even that was unclear.
“I haven’t regressed. I deliberately used up a lot of energy just now. Hand-to-hand combat against a dozen people is still easy.”
As expected of a ninth-level Apocalypse ability user.
Even though she rarely used daggers, she found it surprisingly smooth.
She decided: from now on, the dagger would be her main weapon.
Her energy was nearly depleted, so she quickly left and entered her space to rest.
She did not know that Boss Li was already looking for her.
“Didn’t I tell you clearly?”
“Serve the guest well.”
“Then where is the guest?”
“The guest told me to sleep and not ask anything else.”
“You—”
Boss Li pointed at Rose, furious, but restrained himself from scolding her too harshly.
“You’re a fool!”
“I’m sorry, Boss. I failed.”
“Did she say where she went?”
“No.” Rose lowered her head.
She had already heard about the robberies targeting the loan sharks. News spread quickly within the Concessions, and power struggles were everywhere.
She suspected it was related to that little girl—but she would not say it.
That girl had, in a sense, avenged her. She was grateful, not ungrateful.
Boss Li stared deeply at her.
He was looking for Ye Qingning not because of her actions, but because of her value.
If he could obtain enough “Free Gold,” he could take the woman he loved to the Free Country.
Instead of living under constant surveillance.
“I’ll come tonight.”
“Alright.”
Rose relaxed slightly and nodded.
Boss Li often stayed here. She was used to it.
It was just another person on the bed—nothing more.
Because of this, others assumed she belonged to Boss Li, and no one forced her to serve other customers.
She had seen other girls return covered in bruises and injuries—terrifying enough to make her shiver.
So when she saw the purple marks on her own neck the next morning, she stayed blank-minded for a full week.