Seeing Chen Mo leave so decisively, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

An Mingyue's delicate body trembled.

An inexplicable feeling of loss surged in her heart.

She couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Chen Mo!"

"Wait for me!"

Chen Mo paid no attention.

This was only the early stages of the apocalypse, and many people were still bound by the old rules and morals.

An Mingyue was no exception.

But as time passed, most of those who remained were willing to do anything to survive.

Because only those people could make it in this apocalypse.

Survival of the fittest. There were still many things he hadn't finished, and he didn't have time to make An Mingyue understand.

As Chen Mo's figure gradually descended the stairs and disappeared into the night, the people who had previously looked fearful suddenly became resolute.

"He's finally gone! That pet of his really scared me!"

"Do you think that pet really eats people?"

"He actually killed Xie Yu! It's outrageous!"

But no one at the scene showed any sympathy.

In this apocalypse, they had seen too many deaths of those around them.

And Xie Yu was not related to anyone present.

For some reason, most people felt a sense of relief at Xie Yu's death.

Because, with Xie Yu gone, the food here could last a few more days...

Zhou Haoran also breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at An Mingyue and said, "Minger..."

"That's enough!" An Mingyue finally couldn't bear it.

She turned to the group of people and said, "What would you do if someone stole your food?"

"Chen Mo is right. In this apocalypse, food is a matter of life!"

"I wanted Chen Mo to join our team so that everyone would be safer!"

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"Do you remember the large supermarket from before? Chen Mo went in alone, found fever medicine and fever patches, and came out unscathed!"

"With his abilities! Do you really think he would take your food here?!"

An Mingyue looked angrily at the people present.

Several survivors at the scene turned pale at her words.

Even Zhou Haoran couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.

"That's impossible!" he immediately said.

"That supermarket collapsed a long time ago, not to mention how he got in."

"Just the zombies inside, he couldn't have handled them alone!"

At this, several survivors around them also spoke in shock.

"That supermarket was full of zombies!"

They had seen it with their own eyes!

"Sister An, is this true?"

"What's his background? Could he be from the military?!"

If Chen Mo was from the military, then everyone would have suffered a great loss!

An Mingyue looked coldly at Zhou Haoran.

"Zhou Haoran, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't!"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

"You can keep this food for yourselves!"

With that, An Mingyue left without looking back!

"Minger! Where are you going?!" Zhou Haoran panicked.

"Sister An, why are you leaving?!" Several survivors also tried to stop her.

If An Mingyue left, then Officer Zhou alone wouldn't be able to protect so many people!

An Mingyue said coldly, "Instead of waiting here to die, it's better to go out and find a way to contact the military."

"If any of you are willing, then come with me!"

Zhou Haoran's pupils shrank at her words.

"Minger?! Are you crazy?!"

"This is the safest place here!"

"Outside is full of zombies!"

Even he, who had awakened abilities, didn't dare to go too far, let alone An Mingyue, an ordinary person.

An Mingyue paused for a moment, and the survivors behind her looked at each other.

None of them moved.

She shook her head in disappointment and murmured, "Perhaps Chen Mo was right."

"This identity has become my shackle."

She took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes unwavering, and walked downstairs.

Seeing An Mingyue leave, Zhou Haoran gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Here, they could still live in peace.

But once they went out, they would truly be facing the entire apocalypse!

...

On the other side.

At night, Chen Mo and Poverty-stricken continued their journey.

"Roar—" Poverty-stricken bit off a zombie's head.

It chewed and swallowed.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo couldn't help but mutter, "You're really something."

Compared to the burdensome survivors, it not only had strong combat abilities, but was also easier to feed.

Poverty-stricken was a heretic, and eating zombies and mutated heretics could enhance its strength.

Poverty-stricken turned around, somewhat dissatisfied, and let out a growl.

It was expressing that it preferred to eat normal meat.

Chen Mo looked around and took out the map.

They had already arrived at Haihui Road.

They were very close to An Mingyue's location on Anhe Road.

But at the same time, they had also reached the city center.

After arriving here, Chen Mo could faintly hear the almost inaudible sound of a heartbeat in his ears.

"Thump, thump..."

It was as if there was a huge terror hidden beneath the ground.

Chen Mo's expression became serious.

"Poverty-stricken, be careful when we get here."

Although his senses had been greatly enhanced after becoming an abilities user, there were still dangers everywhere in this pitch-black evening.

Chen Mo's eyes flickered.

He activated his abilities.

The surrounding metal objects seemed to become clear in his mind.

Liquid metal flowed from the ground.

The surrounding billboards, iron bars, and vehicles all began to move slowly.

A natural barrier formed in front of him.

The zombies that had been on the road behind them had already been cleared away.

"Click—" The sound of a lighter igniting.

Chen Mo took down a few wooden boards and lit them."Sigh—" A small campfire slowly rose.

The faint light of the fire danced and flickered, crackling as it burned.

Chen Mo set Qi Qi down.

He himself didn't mind, but for the sake of Qi Qi's safety,

he chose to rest here for a while.

Waiting for the dawn before setting off again.

Chen Mo looked at the fire, taking out the few Crystal Cores again.

There was one first-level Crystal Core left.

He held it in his palm and began to absorb its energy.

...

Time passed unknowingly.

The range of his Abilities began to extend outward.

The metallic objects around started to tremble.

Eight meters.

Ten meters.

After reaching the limit of twelve meters for a first-level Abilities user.

Buzz!

It didn't stop there!

Fourteen meters...

Seventeen meters...

When the range of his Abilities reached twenty meters!

Everything metallic within the range seemed to establish a connection with him.

A second-level Abilities user!

A full eighteen-meter increase!

The effective range of a handgun was only fifteen meters!

Chen Mo opened his eyes, his pupils revealing a sense of excitement.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

Chen Mo looked at the abandoned vehicles and the cluttered metal objects that surrounded him.

With a thought,

the metals instantly turned into a pool of liquid, and under the continuous refinement of his Abilities,

they became even harder.

Using his Abilities, Chen Mo gradually erected a metal wall and turned to Poverty-stricken.

"Poverty-stricken, try to see if you can break this."