“Tell you what, let’s discuss this.
Our teammates are in the car.
I’ll go ask them.”
Ginny Jarvis noticed the man’s expression shift as soon as she finished speaking.
She hurriedly added, “There’s nothing I can do.
Our group was formed recently, so we don’t have a leader.
Everyone is equal, and I can’t make the final call.”
Perhaps because Ginny’s attitude was humble, the man nodded in agreement.
The two of them walked over to the off-road vehicle.
Seeing that the others inside were still absorbing their crystals and their pallor was no longer as pronounced, Ginny knocked on the car window.
Sitting by the window, Cecilia Sinclair was the first to react.
She rolled it down and was just about to call out to Ginny when she saw the latter put a finger to her lips in a “shush” gesture.
Cecilia immediately kept quiet.
“Hey guys, a boss here wants to invite us to team up.
The three of us are planning to go.
What about you?
Do you want to join us?
We can look out for each other that way.”
Watching his sister continuously winking at him, Sean Kane understood her intention.
He shouted enthusiastically, “Really?
That’s great!
Um, Boss, I have over a dozen more people with me.
Can you take them all in too?”
The bald man’s face instantly stiffened.
Over a dozen people, plus these few—it seemed like a bit too many.
However, looking at the mountain of zombies inside the bar, he didn’t want to give up on these capable fighters.
Sean didn’t care what the man was thinking.
He simply started the engine and shouted, “Boss, wait here!
I’ll go get our people.”
With that, he turned the vehicle around, intending to leave first.
A rat-faced youth nearby leaned in and whispered, “Mr.
Dawson, are they just going to run away?
Are they leaving these two with us?
That car looks…
really nice.
Should we…” He looked at Mr.
Dawson with an eager, fawning expression.
The bald man slapped the youth hard on the back of the head.
“Shut your mouth!
You think I don’t know that?
Are you trying to tell me what to do?”
“N-No…
I wouldn’t dare…
Hehe, how could I dare teach you anything, Mr.
Dawson!”
The bald man, known as Mr.
Dawson, was originally a street thug in this bar district.
Last night, he had unexpectedly awakened a Power Ability.
Initially, he had no idea what was going on.
When he went out to find food, he encountered a zombie.
In a moment of desperation, he punched it in the head and was shocked to see the creature knocked flat onto the ground.
Connecting this to the zombie movies he had watched in the past, he immediately deduced that he might have awakened an Ability.
After that, he gathered all the surviving thugs on the street under his wing.
Relying on his immense brute strength, he quickly established his authority and secured his position as their boss.
Following that, they began looting all the supplies from a large supermarket and two small convenience stores on the street.
He also assigned a subordinate who had awakened a Speed Ability to keep a constant eye on this area.
Earlier, that subordinate had been hiding in the shop behind the bar, watching the scene unfold.
When he saw Ginny’s group slaughtering nearly a hundred zombies inside, he hurriedly ran back to report.
This led to Mr.
Dawson bringing his lackeys over to persuade Ginny to cooperate.
“No need.
You want to leave?” Mr.
Dawson sneered.
“That depends on whether my brothers here agree.”
He glanced at the short-haired woman beside him.
The woman gave a coquettish laugh and shot a Fireball directly at where Ginny was standing.
Although it wasn’t as destructive as Cecilia’s Fireball, it still managed to set the hem of Ginny’s pants ablaze.
Ginny hastily used water from her space to extinguish the flames.
Looking at the group opposite her, she let out a scornful scoff and glanced back at Caleb Grant.
Their eyes met.
In the very next second, Ginny splashed a high-pressure stream of water straight at the hostile group.
The short-haired woman mocked, “Heh, relying on your mere Water Ability?
Aren’t you being a bit too…
Ah—!”
Before she could finish her sentence, Caleb hurled a Thunder Ball.
Instantly, the dozen or so people soaked in the water were electrocuted.
Taking advantage of their paralyzed state, Ginny sprinted toward the ringleader.
“Hey, beautiful, let’s talk this out!
We can talk this out!” Mr.
Dawson panicked.
“Damn it, you bitch, apologize!
Hurry up!” he yelled, reaching out to grab the short-haired woman with the Fire Ability.
“Wow, you’re shifting the blame pretty fast, aren’t you?
You want me to join you?
In your dreams.” Ginny kicked the man to the ground.
The others jumped out of the car as well.
Cecilia instantly conjured a Fireball and hurled it into the crowd.
Seeing the incoming attack, the thugs at the back scattered in all directions.
One man threw a Water Ball of his own to counter Cecilia’s Fireball.
However, Cecilia had just absorbed three Corpse Crystals in the car, and her natural talent was remarkably high to begin with.
As a result, the Fireball she conjured packed a tremendous punch.
When the man’s Water Ball collided with Cecilia’s Fireball, it only managed to shrink the flames but failed to extinguish them.
At the same time, Timmy lashed out at the crowd with his vines, while Sean fired off a barrage of Ice Blades, slashing several enemies.
Dawson instantly lost his nerve.
He hastily pleaded, “It’s a misunderstanding!
A total misunderstanding!
How about this—I’ll take you to see our supplies.
You can take whatever catches your eye.
Take as much as you want!”
Ginny snorted coldly.
She had made the mistake of leaving loose ends in her previous life, and that was enough.
In this life, she would nip every potential threat in the bud.
She pressed down hard with her blade, attempting to slice Mr.
Dawson’s neck.
“You want to kill me?
I’m invulnerable now, hahaha!” Mr.
Dawson laughed triumphantly.
But just as he was about to gloat further, Ginny ruthlessly drove her knife straight through the center of his forehead.
“You…
you…” Mr.
Dawson stammered before collapsing lifelessly to the ground.
Many of the surviving thugs in the back had already sneaked away while Ginny was dealing with Mr.
Dawson.
She couldn’t be bothered to chase them.
She only focused on the few people left in front of her.
These individuals were all Ability Users, and they were all unfamiliar faces.
She naturally had no intention of recruiting them, but she hadn’t yet decided whether to let them live.
“Miss, please spare us!
We were just following Mr.
Dawson’s orders!”
“Yes, yes!
We’re begging you, please spare our lives!”
Suddenly, Ginny felt a sharp bolt of agony pierce her mind.
The pain was so intense that the dagger slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the concrete.
“A Spiritual Attack?
Heh, interesting,” she thought.
“There’s actually a Spiritual Ability User among this group.”
Because accessing her spatial domain required spiritual power, Ginny’s spiritual power was robust, even though she hadn’t awakened a Spiritual Ability in her past life.
Taking a moment to recover, once the needle-like stabbing pain in her mind slightly subsided, Ginny lifted her head and locked her gaze onto a little girl who was keeping her head down in the crowd.
“Well, well.
The Spiritual Element.
How rare,” Ginny said, enunciating every word clearly.
“But if you have the guts to attack, you’d better have the guts to face the consequences.”
The pale-faced girl looked up at Ginny, then suddenly shouted, “You’re so cruel!
Your boyfriend won’t like you like this!
Big brother, are you really just going to let your girlfriend commit such brutal murders?”
“Interesting.
So she’s a two-faced damsel,” Ginny thought, casting a teasing glance at Caleb.
“Heh, as if I’d ever fall for this ice block?
You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Caleb cast a cold glance at the girl and spoke directly to Ginny, “Hurry up and finish this.
The kid is going to get hungry soon.”
Hearing this, the girl bit her lip tightly, a slight flush of embarrassment coloring her pale face due to Caleb’s absolute dismissal.
“Almost done,” Ginny replied, striding toward the girl.