Chapter 50 Obliterating the Mutant Chow Chow

Apocalipse: Começo com o Raio Caótico Divino, Faço o Que Quero Nian Shuyun 2817 words 2026-08-05 00:29:27

Thunder surged!

In an instant, it flooded the entire body of the mutated Chow Chow.

The mutated Chow Chow radiated a terrifying might, its eyes wide and bulging as it let out a roar of reluctance.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

At this moment, the lightning displayed its terrifying destructive power.

Lightning flashed, crackling wildly!

The mutated Chow Chow's defensive coat of steel-needle-like fur vanished into ashes in a split second. Its entire body instantly stiffened in place, charred pitch black.

The lightning slowly dissipated.

A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the mutated Chow Chow.

It raised its head, looking at Ye Feng with a pleading gaze.

The intent to submit was self-evident.

"Sorry, it's already too late!" Ye Feng said indifferently.

The next moment.

The light in the mutated Chow Chow's eyes dimmed, its aura completely vanished, and its body slowly toppled backward.

With a loud crash, its massive body slammed into the ground.

Debris flew everywhere, and the floor tiles cracked!

At the same time, an enticing aroma of roasted meat wafted out.

Under the attack of Ye Feng's divine lightning, the mutated Chow Chow had been thoroughly roasted to a crisp outside and tender inside.

Ye Feng praised himself inwardly.

As expected of me, my control over the might of the Chaotic Divine Lightning is growing increasingly proficient.

The roast meat is cooked to absolute perfection!

"Brother Ye Feng, you're amazing! Are you the strongest superhuman in the world?"

Nan Shiyin, who had been watching the battle from the side, covered her small mouth, her eyes filled with continuous joy and surprise.

Ye Feng's strength completely exceeded her expectations!

The invincible mutated Chow Chow, which had been like a death reaper, had fallen so easily at Ye Feng's feet.

One must know that two superhumans had previously died under the claws of this mutated beast.

Even more exaggerated was that the battle between Ye Feng and this monster had been extremely clean and decisive, akin to a completely one-sided instant kill.

Nan Shiyin trotted all the way over to Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, you're so awesome!"

Nan Shiyin's eyes were sparkling with stars.

Ye Feng suppressed the pride in his heart.

He waved his hand, maintaining an expression of utter calm.

"This beast was still a bit stronger than I expected... cost me a little extra effort."

As Ye Feng spoke, he glanced again at the thoroughly cooked mutated Chow Chow.

With a thought,

he stored the corpse of the mutated dog into his spatial storage.

Zombified animals and mutated creatures among zombies were strictly inedible.

However, mutated creatures like the Chow Chow did not belong to the zombie faction.

Not only were they edible, but their meat quality and taste were also exceptionally good.

Most crucially, the energy contained within mutated meat was somewhat helpful for superhumans in enhancing their strength.

Certain parts of mutated beasts possessed miraculous effects for boosting power, making them truly priceless treasures.

Ye Feng did not check the head of the mutated Chow Chow.

Because mutated beasts did not possess crystal cores in their heads.

The essence of a mutated beast was the same as that of human superhumans.

Only when their level reached Tier 4 would an energy core condense within their bodies.

Ye Feng's act of summoning items out of thin air fell into Nan Shiyin's eyes, shocking her once again beyond measure.

She couldn't help but ask,

"Ye Feng, what kind of ability is this?"

"How did that giant monster just disappear all of a sudden?"

"Is it an illusion?"

Ye Feng smiled gently and didn't offer a lengthy explanation.

"This is my superpower. I'll explain it to you slowly in the future."

A man should always maintain a bit of mystery.

Ye Feng took Nan Shiyin's bonelessly soft little hand and led her out of the library.

Nan Shiyin obediently followed behind Ye Feng.

She gazed at Ye Feng's handsome profile and his tall, straight figure... her heart filled with an incomparable sense of security.

Is this the man I am about to entrust myself to?

Just how many secrets do you still hold?

Ye Feng and Nan Shiyin walked through the campus.

From time to time, zombies launched attacks on Nan Shiyin.

Ye Feng dealt with them without a shred of politeness.

During this period, Nan Shiyin discovered yet another secret.

The zombies actually only attacked her while completely ignoring Ye Feng.

Simply incredible!

Because they were accompanied by Nan Shiyin, who was dragging them down, the pace of the two was not fast.

As they walked...

Nan Shiyin's moving speed grew slower and slower, and her panting grew heavier and heavier.

Only then did Ye Feng realize, casting an apologetic look toward her.

"Sorry, I forgot that your physical stamina is too poor!"

Nan Shiyin's face turned somewhat pale, and she hurriedly shook her head to indicate she was fine.

Ye Feng gently tidied her beautiful hair for her.

"Are you hungry?"

"Do you want to find a place to rest?"

Nan Shiyin nodded shyly.

"I haven't had a full meal in a long time... and I haven't slept well these past few days either..."

Ye Feng expressed his understanding.

Soon, he led Nan Shiyin to a faculty residential building.

The faculty dormitories at Jiang City University were all single-occupancy rooms.

Some of the more luxurious ones even had two bedrooms and a living room.

Downstairs from the dormitory,

Ye Feng drew his blade and hacked to death the dozens of zombies lingering around the area.

Then he reached out and gently embraced Nan Shiyin's slender waist.

Nan Shiyin's pretty face flushed red, but she didn't struggle.

Ye Feng whispered softly in her ear, "Hold on to me!"

Nan Shiyin wrapped her arms around Ye Feng's waist. Being this intimate with a man for the first time in her life made her heart flutter involuntarily.

It felt as though she were enveloped in a warm harbor.

Seeing that she was holding on tight, Ye Feng immediately bent his knees, sprang up with an explosive leap, and shot straight into the air.

Amidst her instinctive exclamation of surprise, Ye Feng jumped directly to the fifth floor and crashed right through a window.

Entering the room, Ye Feng released Nan Shiyin.

"Ye Feng, you... you're simply Superman!" Nan Shiyin was both nervous and excited.

Ye Feng looked around, appraising the dormitory environment.

There didn't seem to be any zombies; the apartment had two bedrooms and a living room, clean, tidy, and fully equipped with all sorts of daily living supplies.

"Not bad here! We'll rest here for the time being."

Ye Feng thoroughly searched the entire apartment, confirming that no zombies existed, and then turned around to lock and seal the doors and windows securely.

Nan Shiyin completely obeyed Ye Feng's arrangements.

Having arrived in a safe environment, her expression inevitably relaxed.

Gurgle...

Her stomach suddenly let out a growl.

"Are you hungry?"

Ye Feng asked with a hint of a smile.

Nan Shiyin nodded shyly.

"What would you like to eat? Just name it!" Ye Feng said with a grand wave of his hand.

Relying on the ingredients in his spatial storage, he figured he should be able to satisfy most of Nan Shiyin's requests.

"Ah... Anything is fine?" Nan Shiyin's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Ye Feng nodded.

"Then, then I want to eat... hot pot." Nan Shiyin blurted out.

Ye Feng: "..."

I just ate hot pot at noon today!

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, Nan Shiyin immediately felt she was being a bit demanding.

She smiled awkwardly.

What time is it now?

Ninety-nine percent of the people in the world are starving, and yet you actually want to eat hot pot?

Too excessive!

"I was just joking, any other food is fine," she quickly added.

Ye Feng, however, smiled calmly.

"Alright!"

"Hot pot it is, no problem."

Although Ye Feng had just finished a meal of hot pot,

having another round didn't hurt at all.

With a thought,

a brown, elongated table specially designed for hot pot abruptly appeared in the room.

On the table, there was also a matching traditional copper hot pot.

Earlier, Ye Feng had completely emptied a large hot pot restaurant, so all kinds of hot pot utensils were naturally readily available.

Nan Shiyin stared blankly at this scene.

Ye Feng, are you Doraemon?

Whatever I think of appears.