Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

The room reeked of a foul stench.

In the living room, several men were playing cards around a table. They were all stunned when they saw the commotion at the door.

One of the henchmen was the first to react. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Song Qing who had walked in, and roared.

"Who are you!"

Song Qing glanced at him indifferently.

"Song Qing, call your boss out here."

The henchman shuddered at his gaze and instinctively ran towards one of the rooms.

"Boss... Boss!"

Song Qing's gaze inadvertently followed the henchman, glancing at the room with the door open.

With just one glance, he felt his stomach churning.

A large man and another large man...

The scene in the room can only be described as an eyesore.

This was the first time Song Qing had ever seen such a scene in real life, and he felt like he was going to throw up.

Wang Guoguo's impatient roar came from the room.

"What! Can't you see I'm busy with that!"

The henchman said, trembling.

"Boss... Boss, it's that guy surnamed Song who's here!"

Wang Guoguo paused in her movements.

He grabbed a down jacket, grumbling as he put it on, and stormed out.

When he saw Song Qing standing in the center of the living room, empty-handed, his anger flared instantly.

"Where are the supplies! You surnamed Song! Are you fucking kidding me?"

He picked at his ear and said

"That's right, it's to deliver supplies to you."

Hearing this, Wang Guoguo's anger subsided slightly, and he looked at Song Qing suspiciously.

"Where are the supplies?"

Song Qing paused for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"People continue to dream after they die."

"You can find anything in your dreams."

The air fell silent instantly.

Wang Guoguo was stunned for two seconds before she realized what Song Qing meant.

A surge of blood rushed to the top of his head.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and the veins on his neck bulged with rage.

"You...are...looking for...death!"

The three words were practically squeezed out through gritted teeth.

The henchmen behind him also realized what was happening and spoke up one by one.

"You son of a bitch..."

"Boss, this kid's looking for trouble!"

"Kill him! How dare he mess with our boss!"

Wang Guoguo raised a hand to stop her underlings from getting restless.

He stared intently at Song Qing.

"Kid, I only wanted some supplies, but since you're going to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, then don't blame me, hehehehehehehehehe!"

He grinned maliciously, suddenly raised his left foot, and then stomped it down heavily.

Song Qing looked at him expressionlessly.

Wang Guoguo's left foot began to swell in an extremely bizarre way.

In the blink of an eye, that original foot turned into a foot the size of a door panel.

"Hehehehehehe!"

Wang Guoguo let out a wild laugh, and his henchmen behind him erupted in exaggerated cheers.

"As expected of the boss! That's incredible!"

"Boss is awesome! Stomp this arrogant brat to death!"

"Hahaha, you surnamed Song, it's not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Wang Guoguo clearly enjoyed the flattery; he looked at Song Qing with a mocking expression.

"Hahaha! See that? This is my power! Now, if you don't give me the supplies, then die at my feet!"

He roared and suddenly raised his huge foot, stomping it down hard on Song Qing's head.

call!

The enormous foot obscured Song Qing.

However, the imagined bloody and mangled scene did not appear.

The enormous foot stopped abruptly less than half a meter from Song Qing's head.

"Um?"

Wang Guoguo's smile froze. He felt as if his big foot was stuck in something and he couldn't move it.

The cheers in the room stopped, and everyone looked at this strange scene with confusion.

Wang Guoguo tried hard to stomp down, but found that her foot didn't move at all.

He lowered his head in confusion.

He froze after just one glance.

A layer of deep blue ice had somehow spread upwards from his feet, completely freezing his entire massive left foot, along with his calf.

A chilling, white aura was constantly rising from the ice.

"Ah...ah?"

For a moment, Wang Guoguo's mind went blank.

The next second, the biting cold and pain instantly engulfed him.

"Aa ...

A piercing scream burst from his mouth.

"My big foot! My foot! Aaaaaaah! It hurts so much! It really hurts!"

Song Qing slowly withdrew his outstretched arm, which was still covered with a layer of frost, emanating wisps of cold air.

Wang Guoguo struggled violently due to the intense pain and fear.

He tried to pull his leg back.

However, he only moved slightly.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The huge left foot, frozen into an ice block, along with the lower leg, was cleanly severed from the top of his thigh.

"Aaaaaah! My leg! My leg is broken!"

Wang Guoguo fell heavily to the ground, clutching his empty left leg and rolling around on the ground, letting out a bloodcurdling scream.

The living room was deathly silent.

The henchmen were dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the huge block of ice on the ground, then at their boss screaming in agony, completely unable to comprehend what had happened.

It's hard to tell whether they're stupid or just plain dumb.

One of the henchmen, seeing that his trusted lieutenant was gone, did not run away immediately. Instead, he seemed to be enraged, pointing at Song Qing with a flushed face.

"You bastard! You dare hurt our boss!"

The other one chimed in.

"Brothers! Fight him! Avenge our boss!"

"Go!"

"That's right! That's right! Let's fight him!"

Several energetic young men, as if injected with chicken blood, roared and charged towards Song Qing.

Song Qing looked at the group of idiots rushing towards him and didn't even bother to raise his hand again.

He simply lifted his foot and stomped it down.

hum.

A white wave of air, centered on his feet, instantly swept across the entire room.

Wherever the blast wave passed, everything was covered in a layer of white frost.

The henchman at the very front, his face still frozen in a ferocious expression, turned into an ice sculpture the next second, still in the posture of running forward.

The second, the third, the fourth...

A few seconds.

Everything in the entire room was completely frozen.

Wang Guoguo, who was rolling and screaming on the ground, also stopped abruptly and was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Song Qing slowly walked to Wang Guoguo's ice sculpture.

He bent down and picked up an energy crystal that emitted a faint red light.

With a thought, the energy crystal was stored in another dimension.

His gaze fell on the huge frozen foot not far away, and he muttered to himself.

"How many yards would that be?"

Song Qing shook her head, no longer wanting to think about such strange ideas.

If Wang Guoguo hadn't provoked me, she might have been able to survive a little longer in this apocalypse, thanks to her foolishness.

Unfortunately, he delivered himself right to their doorstep.

Before the apocalypse, they were just idle people in society, and all they thought about was fighting and being aggressive.

He stopped thinking about it, his figure began to twist and turn, and then Song Qing disappeared from the spot.

......

the other side

Inside an armored vehicle, a young man with long hair was sitting in a chair.

The man said calmly, "How's it going? Have we arrived at the location Ah Hu and the others mentioned?"

(Thanks to the user "Southern Domain" for the gift! Thank you for your support!)