Chapter 26: In the Apocalypse, Ruthlessness is Virtue

A series of questions flooded Ye Feng’s mind. Once he understood the situation, he nearly burst out laughing. Huang Wenlong actually thought he had come to save Li Shihao? How ridiculous.

Ye Feng sat back in his chair, relaxed, and said with a playful, leisurely tone, "Little Blondie, I think you’ve got something wrong! I was just passing by, looking to pick up some weapons."

"Saving him just now? That was just because my hands were itching; I wanted to see how the plot would develop!"

"After all, I couldn't figure out how he survived and awakened an ability."

Huang Wenlong didn't understand what Ye Feng was talking about. With an expression of utter disbelief, he shouted, "You bastard, don't try to fool me."

"Now, right now, drop the pistol! If you dare to come any closer, he’s dead..."

The corners of Ye Feng’s mouth curled up, and he nearly laughed out loud, idly fiddling with the Desert Eagle in his hand.

"Heh! No, I don't think I will. I’m just playing around..."

Every now and then, he would point the muzzle at Huang Wenlong, sending both Huang Wenlong and Li Shihao into a state of heart-stopping terror.

Just as Huang Wenlong’s fear deepened, Ye Feng suddenly caught sight of a wisp of jet-black smoke emerging from between the fingers of Li Shihao’s right hand. Huang Wenlong was completely oblivious, still shouting and screaming.

The next moment, a roar erupted.

"Go to hell!"

With black smoke billowing from his hand, Li Shihao suddenly turned and slammed his palm directly onto Huang Wenlong’s face.

*Sizzle, sizzle!*

The black, toxic smoke rapidly corroded Huang Wenlong’s face.

"No! No... Ahhh!"

Huang Wenlong let out a shriek, which quickly faded into silence. A few seconds later, he was dead, the poison having reached his heart.

"That’s it—the Toxic Smoke ability!"

Recalling his past life, where he had been scarred permanently by this very poison, a flash of murderous intent crossed Ye Feng’s eyes.

After finishing off Huang Wenlong, Li Shihao stared blankly at his own palm. "Th-this... I did this?"

"I’ve become an ability user! A rare-grade ability!" Li Shihao suddenly looked excited and arrogant. "This is amazing! I’m an ability user! Hahaha, with this power, I, Li Shihao, will surely soar to the heights!"

Ye Feng nodded, looking amused. "Awakened an ability? And a rare one at that? Congratulations!"

Li Shihao calmed down, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes as he looked at Ye Feng, before he quickly plastered on a smile. "Benefactor, you are my savior! May I ask your name? I will definitely repay you!"

Ye Feng asked with a smile, "Li Shihao, you survived such danger and even awakened an ability; you must be feeling pretty good, right?"

Li Shihao nodded subconsciously, his face full of joy. "Of course, I’m thrilled to death, haha...!" He couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

*BOOM!*

In an instant, a bolt of gray lightning struck down, landing squarely on the crown of Li Shihao’s head!

"Ah!" Li Shihao screamed, his smile freezing in place.

Ye Feng smiled slightly. "You were happy too soon."

Li Shihao’s eyes were filled with confusion. He didn't understand what had happened. A breeze blew past... *Crackle!* His body instantly crumbled into dust!

Li Shihao was dead. A single bolt of lightning had solved the problem.

Ye Feng smiled with satisfaction. Li Shihao’s final performance had answered his lingering questions. In his previous life, Li Shihao had likely managed to break through at the last moment, awakening the Toxic Smoke ability to kill the blonde man and rescue his wife and sister, narrowly escaping death.

With his vengeance settled, Ye Feng was in a great mood. Looking around, he saw all his enemies were dead. He picked up the pistols on the ground one by one and tucked them into his storage space. After clearing the battlefield, he felt content. Handguns were still quite decent weapons in the early days of the apocalypse.

Just then, a soft woman’s voice called out, "Excuse me, are you part of the rescue team?"

Ye Feng looked up to see two women cautiously emerging from the restroom: a young married woman and a teenage girl. Both were disheveled, with large patches of pale skin exposed. Seeing the remains on the floor, their eyes filled with sorrow.

Ye Feng knew these two were Li Shihao’s wife, Song Yazhi, and his sister, Li Qingyan. Both were beautiful, and in his past life, they had both become ability users. They were talented individuals.

Ye Feng sensed them for a moment and detected no malice.

"I am not a rescue worker, and I have no intention of saving you."

With that, Ye Feng ignored them and walked straight into the depths of the police station. The two women were left standing there in confusion, looking at the carnage and feeling completely helpless.

Ye Feng entered a room and began to ransack the station. "There are pistols and rifles in the gun safe... too bad it's locked and I don't have the code."

A bolt of lightning struck! The safe was instantly ruined, sparking and smoking. Ye Feng gave a quick sweep, tucking the pistols and rifles inside into his storage space. He continued to scavenge.

"Three crates of ammunition here. Nice, taking them!"

"Brand new tactical gear and vests, taking them!"

"High-intensity flashlights and stun batons? Taking those too!"

Ye Feng swept through the police station, taking everything he saw. He even grabbed batons, handcuffs, tactical boots, leg holsters, bulletproof vests, riot shields, and even tear gas guns and sprayers. He didn't know if they would be useful, but since his space was infinite, he just took it all.

Before long, he had essentially emptied the entire station. When he reached the entrance again, the two women had put on clothes and were waiting for him.

"Please, wait!"

Ye Feng glanced at them casually. *Hmm?* A playful glint appeared in his eyes.

"Sir, please take us with you. If we stay here alone, we’ll surely die."

The two women’s eyes were red, looking pitiful and slightly alluring, as if they had made up their minds about something. Ye Feng felt a touch of melancholy and sighed. Two beauties who would eventually become ability users—what a pity!

A look of regret crossed Ye Feng’s face as he said, "You two... it’s a shame!"

The women were stunned, their expressions blank. Li Qingyan lowered her head, at a loss. Song Yazhi managed a forced smile and said carefully, "S-sir, what do you mean? You saved us..."

Ye Feng interrupted them. "Wanting to avenge Li Shihao?"

The women’s expressions changed instantly. "Ah! Wh-what!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, his tone indifferent. "Forget it, right or wrong doesn't matter anymore."

He flicked his wrist. *BOOM!* Two gray arcs of electricity crashed down!

"No!" The two women looked on in terror as their expressions froze. A moment later, their bodies turned to dust.

Ye Feng’s eyes remained as calm as water. Initially, he hadn't intended to kill them. But after scouring the station, he had detected a significant amount of malice directed at him from the women.

"They didn't trigger the malice detection at first because they hadn't seen Li Shihao die... or perhaps they hadn't processed it yet. But later, they must have guessed that I was the one who killed him—and that's when the hatred was born. It’s all red malice, clearly intent on revenge... how could I possibly leave you alive?"

Ye Feng smiled and turned to leave. In the apocalypse, only the ruthless could make it to the end. In his view, any threat had to be eliminated. No one was an exception.