Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

"Ah...ah..."

Ye Chen let out a painful groan, his face contorted in agony.

He doesn't want to die!

He was reborn with great difficulty, and he was going to become the king of this world! How could he die here!

Looking at Song Qing's mocking smile, all of Ye Chen's arrogance and madness were completely crushed by his instinct for survival.

"Song... Brother Song..."

He forced out those two words with difficulty, his voice trembling and pleading.

"Hahaha... Brother Song, I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please, let me go!"

Song Qing raised an eyebrow, looking at the man in front of her who was crying his eyes out.

"What's wrong, Ye Chen? Aren't you the chosen one? How can you ask me for help?"

"No, no, no! I'm not! I'm just a fart!" Ye Chen shook his head frantically, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Brother Song, you're the chosen one!"

"I was blind before! I was so foolish! I'm just a dog! Brother Song, please just ignore me!"

To survive, he has completely abandoned all shame.

"Let you go?" Song Qing feigned hesitation. "It's not impossible, but what would I gain?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Supplies! Brother Song! I'll give you all the supplies from my spatial abilities!"

As he spoke, he eagerly activated his supernatural abilities.

Splash!

Splash!

A dozen or so giant instant noodle boxes appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"Brother Song, look! I have so much! Sausages, self-heating hot pot, bottled water, everything! Just let me go, and it's all yours!"

Looking at the pile of instant noodles, Song Qing found it somewhat amusing.

Seeing Ye Chen's humble appearance, Song Qing suddenly changed her mind.

It would be too easy for him to die so easily.

He wanted to slowly and painfully kill Ye Chen today.

"real?"

Song Qing deliberately pretended to be very interested.

"Really! Really! Brother Song!" Ye Chen said.

If this continues, he will really freeze to death!

"OK."

Song Qing snapped his fingers.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The deep blue ice covering Ye Chen's legs receded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you, Brother Song! Thank you, Brother Song!"

Ye Chen felt his legs regain their freedom, and his face instantly lit up with ecstasy.

However, the next second, the ecstasy on his face froze.

Although the ice outside had disappeared, he could still feel that the pain had not gone away.

He felt as if his bone marrow had been frozen solid.

Song Qing certainly wasn't that kind-hearted.

He only removed the surface ice; he didn't take back the ice from Ye Chen's bones.

This force won't be fatal, but it will torment Ye Chen every minute and every second from now on.

Ye Chen staggered backward more than ten meters, creating what he considered a safe distance between himself and Song Qing.

It can move now.

Although the excruciating pain was still there, he could bear it.

As long as he can move, and as long as his spatial abilities are still usable, he still has a chance to turn the tide!

Ye Chen steadied himself and slowly straightened up.

The humility and pleading on his face vanished at that moment, replaced by endless resentment and ferocity.

He looked at Song Qing as if he were looking at a dead person.

Song Qing simply watched him quietly, as if she were enjoying a wonderful monkey show.

"Song Qing!"

Ye Chen spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The worst thing you could have done was let me go!"

Song Qing found his alternating crying and murderous behavior quite amusing.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"You think you've got me all figured out? You think you've got me cornered?" Ye Chen's expression grew increasingly crazed. "I didn't want to use that move; it's too taxing. But now, you've forced me to!"

He laughed maniacally and suddenly stretched his right hand out into the air in front of him!

hum!

Space distorted again.

A Tang sword appeared out of thin air in his hand!

"Hahahaha!" Ye Chen went into a frenzied state. "Let me show you my Spatial Slash! Song Qing!"

He raised his Tang sword high, the tip pointing directly at Song Qing.

"So what if you've become elemental! My Spatial Slash is an attack that can even cleave space itself!"

"Your laughable physical immunity is a joke under my blade!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Die! Die!"

The moment the words fell

Ye Chen poured all his resentment towards Song Qing and his anger at the injustice of fate into the Tang sword in his hand!

"Die!"

However, just as the blade was about to be swung...

Ye Chen froze.

His raised arm remained frozen in mid-air, eerily motionless.

What happened?

He tried to swing the knife, but his arm wouldn't obey him at all!

He turned his head in surprise, looking down at his arm.

The next second, he was completely stunned.

A jet-black vine, which had somehow sprouted from the snow beneath his feet, pierced his wrist!

Clang!

The Tang sword slipped from his limp hand and fell to the ground.

Immediately after

He could clearly feel his strength being slowly drained away by that strange vine.

"you……"

Ye Chen looked at Song Qing not far away in horror.

Song Qing stood there with his hands in his pockets, a playful smile on his face.

"I just hid a lot of good stuff underground around here."

"It seems to be working quite well."

As Song Qing spoke, she felt the pure energy emanating from the vines.

very comfortable.

The stamina I had just used to withstand the heavy machine gun fire while in elemental form was slowly recovering.

"No! No!"

Ye Chen finally realized what was happening. He let out a terrified scream and frantically tried to tear at the thorny vine with his other hand.

"what!"

With a forceful pull, the barbs on the vine pierced even deeper into his flesh, causing him to scream in agony and his expression to contort instantly.

Song Qing walked over slowly.

"Ye Chen, where's your Spatial Slash?"

Song Qing's tone was flat, yet full of mockery.

"I'm still waiting."

He glanced again at the Tang sword lying on the ground and shook his head as if in regret.

"It's a good knife."

"But I personally recommend a machete; if that's not possible, a wood-chopping axe is also a good option."

"practical."

Every word of these words was like a resounding slap across Ye Chen's face.

humiliation!

The ultimate humiliation!

"Song Qing! You monster!"

Ye Chen's eyes were bloodshot. He gave up trying to pull it off with his hands, because that would only cause him more pain.

He stared intently at the vine piercing his wrist.

Since it's physically impossible to escape...

Then let's use superpowers!

He roared at the vine!

"Space compression!"

hum!

A spatial fluctuation erupted at the junction of the vines and the ground!