Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

Song Qing's gaze fell upon the ruins of the villa not far away.

Numerous boxes were scattered throughout the ruins.

Instant noodles, biscuits, canned food, bottled water...

These things, which were commonplace before the apocalypse, are now treasures that people would risk their lives for.

Doesn't Ye Chen like to show off in the group chat?

Don't you really enjoy the feeling of being high above and looking down on everyone else?

A thought popped into Song Qing's mind.

He took out his phone.

I opened the community's residents' group chat.

Then, he pressed the button to record the video.

The phone's camera was pointed at Ye Chen, who was curled up and convulsing on the ground.

"Neighbors."

Song Qing said

"Anyone who wants the supplies from Ye Chen's villa can come and get them now."

He pointed his camera at the ruins.

The picture shows food boxes of various sizes.

"First come, first served".

"Ye Chen, he's dying."

"Whoever wants these things, come over quickly."

After Song Qing finished speaking, she stopped recording and sent the video directly to the community group.

After doing all this, he put his phone back in his pocket.

He just wanted to provoke Ye Chen.

The point is to bring over those neighbors who were once despised, mocked, and looked down upon by Ye Chen, so they can share in all his possessions.

He wanted Ye Chen to see it with his own eyes.

This is even more painful than killing him outright.

It's also much more enjoyable.

After the video was posted, the group chat instantly exploded.

"Holy crap! Really? This isn't a trap, is it?"

"Is this Song Qing? Wasn't he killed by Ye Chen...?"

"Is that Ye Chen in the video? What happened to him, he looks like that?"

"Hahahaha, Ye Chen, you son of a bitch, are you finally going to die?! I've been wanting to get back at you for ages!"

"Supplies! I see supplies! Lots of food!"

"Damn it! Whether it's a trap or not! I'm starving! I'll risk it all!"

Song Qing stopped looking at her phone.

He could imagine how crazy the group chat must be.

Ye Chen's ears twitched.

He also heard what Song Qing said.

His consciousness, which had been clouded by the intense pain, cleared up somewhat in an instant.

Do not……

Do not!

He tried to stop him, but could only manage a hoarse sound.

Although those supplies were just a tiny fraction of his own resources, he didn't want those lowly people to get them!

However, there was nothing he could do.

We could only watch helplessly.

Not long after.

In the distance, the doors of each unit in the high-rise buildings were opened.

One by one, figures cautiously emerged from the building.

They were dressed in thick clothes and carrying various objects that could be used as weapons, cautiously approaching the villa.

There weren't many people.

There are about twenty or so.

Song Qing understood that most people were still afraid, feeling that it was a trap, and dared not come out.

Those who dared to come out were people driven to desperation by hunger, willing to gamble with their lives.

They quickly noticed the three people in front of the villa.

Song Qing, Gu Ya, and Ye Chen, who was wriggling in the snow.

In the crowd, a man's eyes turned red the moment he saw Ye Chen!

"Ye Chen!"

He roared and charged forward, brandishing the fire axe in his hand.

"I'll kill you! You owe me my wife's life!"

A few days ago, this man shamefully exchanged a bag of biscuits for a package of cookies and sent his wife to Ye Chen's villa.

As a result, his wife never came back.

When enemies meet, their eyes are filled with intense hatred!

However, he had only taken two steps.

call!

An invisible gust of strong wind appeared out of nowhere and slammed into his chest.

The man screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily onto the snow.

It was Gu Ya who made the move.

She simply stood beside Song Qing, without even raising her hand.

But everyone could see that the gust of wind came from her direction.

Gu Ya didn't use excessive force, and the man wasn't seriously injured.

But this move stunned everyone.

Several men who were also itching to attack Ye Chen immediately stopped in their tracks.

They looked at Song Qing and Gu Ya in horror.

Song Qing glanced at the group of people and spoke indifferently.

"You can take the supplies."

"Mind your own business."

His voice was calm, yet it sent a chill down the spine of everyone present.

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Then, someone, I don't know who, was the first to react and shout.

"Food!"

Instantly, everyone went crazy.

They bypassed Song Qing and the other two, rushing headlong into the ruins.

The sound of tearing open a cardboard box.

The sounds of shouting and cursing as people fought over food.

In an instant, a frenzy of looting unfolded right before Ye Chen's eyes.

He watched as those he had once looked down upon swarmed towards his grain reserves like locusts.

They were carried away box by box.

That's his!

They're all his!

"Ah...ah..."

Ye Chen let out a desperate roar.

Song Qing stood to the side, arms crossed, coldly observing everything.

Enjoying this wonderful show that he directed himself.

Gu Ya said softly

"Honey, what you did hurt him even more than killing him outright."

Song Qing didn't say anything, but just smiled at Gu Ya.

A long time passed.

The survivors carried, hugged, and dragged the food boxes they had dug out of the rubble as they left.

As they left, several people bowed repeatedly in Song Qing's direction, expressing their gratitude.

"Thank you... thank you..."

"A great kindness and virtue..."

Song Qing ignored him.

The man who had previously clamored to avenge his wife was dragged away by his companions.

Song Qing turned around and looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen is still alive.

Or rather, it's still hanging on by a thread.

The excruciating pain from the potent toxin and the devastating trauma to his body made even falling into a coma a luxury.

Ye Chen looked at Song Qing and Gu Ya

On what grounds?

Why should he, a reborn person and a chosen one, end up like this?

He hates!

He hates Song Qing! He hates Gu Ya!

Song Qing looked down at the once arrogant, crooked-mouthed dragon king from his high vantage point.

Ye Chen doesn't even have the energy to curse anymore.

Song Qing raised his right hand.

A purplish-black thorn slowly grew from Song Qing's palm once again.

"Die, Ye Chen."

Song Qing spoke slowly.

puff!

The spike pierced Ye Chen's forehead.

Ye Chen, the chosen one who believed he controlled the future, could dominate everything, and regarded human life as worthless.

And just like that, he died.

Like a stray dog ​​that has been run over.

Silently.

Song Qing slowly withdrew her arm

Looking at Ye Chen's lifeless face, he felt an indescribable sense of relief.

The huge weight that had been pressing on my heart for more than ten days was finally lifted off my shoulders at this moment.

Great revenge.

This feeling is great.

but……

Another woman's face appeared in Song Qing's mind.

Liu Jiajia.

The ex-girlfriend who, in order to save her own life, knocked him unconscious, tied him up, and delivered him to Ye Chen.

Song Qing smiled softly.

Where do you think you can run to?

Song Qing stopped thinking about it.

He crouched down and placed his hand on Ye Chen's corpse.

Binge eating

hum!

An indescribable, immense sense of detachment suddenly erupted from his palm!

A force was being forcibly extracted from Ye Chen's corpse and then surged wildly into his own body along his arm!

[Bingeing successful!!!]

[Gained Ability: Space]

[Ability Description: Mastery of spatial power]