Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 145 The dust has settled
When everyone looked again, the doorway was empty, with only the wind blowing through the corridor, bringing a faint chill.

"This..." The generals opened their mouths, but after a long while they finally uttered two words, their eyes filled with horror.

He had been in the military for a long time and had seen many people with superpowers, but he had never seen such speed before, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Li Hongbo stared at the doorway, his brows furrowed.

He suddenly realized that Ye Qiu Mian's refusal of them when it got dark was probably because she found it troublesome.

She probably didn't kill Wu Heshu for their sake, but rather because Wu Heshu just happened to be in the line of fire.

Mu Zhenzhong withdrew his gaze, suppressing the shock in his heart, having witnessed Ye Qiumian's skills firsthand.

She firmly believed in Li Hongbo's words that she was a cultivator.

He turned to look at Lin Ya, his voice deepening: "Lin Ya, is Wu Heshu really dead?"

Lin Ya's expression was firm: "Yes!"

"Then tell us the location of the dark room, and the details of Miss Ye's actions, without omitting anything."

Lin Ya composed herself and recalled the location of the dark room, how Yu Zelun caught her, and Wu Heshu's hideous face.

She recounted in detail how Ye Qiumian appeared like a ghost and ended Wu Heshu's life with a swift stroke of her knife.

Her voice trembled slightly, but her description was clear, logical, and detailed, leaving no room for doubt.

She simply ignored the process of being abused.

That was her humiliation!

After listening to Lin Ya's account, Mu Zhenzhong exchanged a glance with Li Hongbo and Feng Weihua, and the last trace of doubt in their eyes vanished.

"Alright." Mu Zhenzhong took a deep breath, his face regaining its calm sharpness. "Wu Heshu is dead. This is a tremendous opportunity, but it also means huge risks. His influence is spread throughout Xin'an City. Once the news leaks out, someone will inevitably take the opportunity to cause trouble."

He looked at Feng Weihua: "General Feng, you must immediately take men to seal off Wu Heshu's residence and that secret room, and take control of all relevant personnel, especially Yu Zelun. We must find him alive or dead."

"Yes!" Feng Weihua stood up and saluted crisply.

"General Li," Mu Zhenzhong turned to Li Hongbo, "you are responsible for contacting the neutral forces in the city and stabilizing them as quickly as possible. Tell them that Wu Heshu deserved his punishment and has been executed. The new order will be upheld by us and will not harm their interests."

Li Hongbo nodded: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it right away."

Then, Mu Zhenzhong looked at the other generals and methodically assigned tasks: "General Zhang, you will lead the First Army to take over the defense of the west side of the city and guard against any counterattacks from Wu Heshu's loyalists; General Liu, you will lead a detachment to control the broadcasting room and ensure that the news of Wu Heshu's death cannot be spread for the time being; General Wang, you will lead men to patrol the streets, appease the people, and immediately suppress any riots that occur..."

The instructions were clear and decisive, and the conference room, which had been somewhat chaotic due to shock, instantly became efficient and orderly.

The generals received their orders and, without the slightest hesitation, rose and departed, their footsteps forming a rapid torrent in the corridor as they rushed toward Xin'an City in the night.

Outside the window, the once silent city gradually began to echo with the faint sounds of military boots and vehicle engines, like a sleeping giant slowly opening its eyes.

When Ye Qiumian returned to the small building, the moonlight outside the courtyard gate was shining obliquely on the steps in the courtyard.

Pushing open the door, a bright white light shone in the living room on the first floor.

Chu Qingyang, Nan Shaohua, Shen Yujie, and Fang Jun were sitting cross-legged on the sofa in a neat row.

Each person held a crystal core that emitted a faint glow in their hand, their brows slightly furrowed, clearly trying their best to absorb energy to restore their superpowers.

Hearing the door open, the four of them opened their eyes at the same time. When they saw Ye Qiumian, their tense faces relaxed instantly, and the worry in their eyes receded like the tide, leaving only peace of mind.

"Sister Ye is back." Chu Qingyang spoke first, his voice slightly hoarse from just finishing his cultivation.

Ye Qiu Mian nodded, said nothing more, and turned to go upstairs. The four of them didn't ask any questions either, and stood up in tacit agreement, looking at each other.

"Get some rest." Chu Qingyang left these words and then turned to go upstairs.

The others shrugged and went back to their respective rooms.

The small building quickly returned to silence, with only the occasional sound of the wind outside the window making the place seem even more peaceful.

Ye Qiumian walked to the window and looked towards the inner city of Xin'an in the distance, her eyes calm and undisturbed.

She killed Wu Heshu because he had provoked her, and saving Lin Ya was just a coincidence.

As for the subsequent change of power, that was none of her business.

The city of Xin'an was destined to be sleepless that night.

From some unknown point in time, more and more soldiers appeared on the streets. They marched in unison, with solemn expressions, and quickly took over various transportation hubs, government offices, and military outposts.

Among Wu Heshu's former subordinates, some attempted to rebel, but were swiftly suppressed by the well-prepared army.

Many others, after realizing the situation, chose to surrender.

An urgent message was suddenly broadcast over the inner city's public address system late at night, announcing that Wu Heshu had been executed for his crimes, and that Mu Zhenzhong would temporarily take full control of Xin'an City, with all order to be restored as soon as possible.

As dawn approached, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the iconic buildings of Xin'an City.

The people in the city noticed that the guards at the city gate had changed their badges, and the armbands of the soldiers patrolling the streets had also changed.

Everything changed overnight.

The world in Xin'an City has completely changed.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, enough time for a city that has undergone dramatic changes to complete its initial transformation.

The oppressive gloom that had lingered in the air of Xin'an City had completely dissipated, replaced by a cautious vitality.

Mu Zhenzhong did not disappoint everyone's expectations. The newly appointed leader demonstrated a level of courage and vision far exceeding that of Wu Heshu.

The day after taking over Xin'an City, a series of new policies were posted throughout the city's streets and alleys in the form of announcements, attracting countless people to stop and watch.

The most surprising thing for ordinary people is the adjustment to the eligibility criteria for entering the city.

In the past, even if one walked into Xin'an City, a minimum of ten Tier 1 crystal cores were required as an "entry fee".

For many ordinary people struggling to make ends meet, this is undoubtedly a difficult hurdle to overcome.

Mu Zhenzhong's new policy clearly stipulates that ordinary citizens who walk into the city do not need to pay for crystal cores; they only need to register their identity information.

Of course, the new policy is not entirely laissez-faire.

The announcement also stated: "Those who drive into the city must pay parking fees as required (settled in crystal cores or equivalent materials)."

This detailed rule not only takes into account the needs of the vast majority of ordinary people, but also imposes reasonable restrictions on groups with certain resources, balancing fairness and management, and has won widespread praise.

The changes at the city gates are the most obvious.

Ordinary people who used to crowd outside the city gates because of the high entrance fees are now standing in neat long queues.

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