Apocalyptic Invasion: I Activated the Apocalyptic Points System

Zhang Haiyang and Feng Wenlong's hearts were shattered, and they were completely lifeless.

However, just in case, Qin Xu still drew the dagger from his waist and slit the throats of the two men, then severed their tendons.

There was nothing he could do; he had seen too many villains in movies, TV shows, and online novels suddenly come back to life.

Therefore, finishing off the enemy is very important.

Qin Xu half-squatted on the ground, reached out and grabbed a lace bra from the bed, wiped the bloodstains off the blade, and with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the dagger pierced the bed sheet hanging on the ground.

He suddenly lowered his head and gave the young woman hiding inside a bright smile.

"How long do you plan to hide in there? For the rest of your life?"

"ah--!"

The terrified young woman screamed at the sudden appearance of the face, her voice distorted, and she instinctively shrank back.

"No, please don't come any closer, I beg you, sob sob sob~~" She could no longer bear the pressure and completely broke down crying, "No...no."

The moment her husband was killed, Lin Xiaoqing was plunged into utter despair. She didn't know what kind of humiliation and torture awaited her.

Just when she thought she was about to be discovered, another person suddenly appeared and easily killed the two intruders.

But is this third person who suddenly appears necessarily a good person?

Just as she was under immense mental pressure, the sheet covering the bed was suddenly pulled back, revealing a face stained with a few drops of blood.

Lin Xiaoqing's mind went blank; her only sensations were the frantic pounding of her heart as if it were about to explode and the stinging pain from her fingernails digging into her palm.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." Qin Xu looked at the young woman huddled inside, almost driven mad with fear, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"I've killed the bad guys. I've avenged your husband," he said, pointing to Feng Wenlong and Zhang Haiyang, who lay dead with their eyes wide open. "Look, I even finished them off with a stab. They're completely dead."

Lin Xiaoqing trembled violently, gripped by extreme panic, staring intently at the two corpses, her eyes filled with boundless hatred.

"Shouldn't you say thank you? You'd be in a terrible situation without me. Those two bastards aren't good people at all," Qin Xu said, staring at her.

"Thank you...thank you." Lin Xiaoqing, whose body was almost curled up in a ball, said in a trembling voice, looking like she was really scared to the point of collapse.

"I'll take some of the supermarket's supplies as payment, is that too much to ask?" Qin Xu had no intention of taking advantage of a pitiful woman whose husband had just died.

But since I saved her life, it's fair and reasonable for me to take some supplies as payment; she's the one who benefited.

Of course, the most important thing is that he can't carry all the supplies in the supermarket by himself.

Moreover, one should not be too ruthless; leave a way out for others, and also leave a way out for oneself.

"Take whatever you want." Lin Xiaoqing nodded frantically. She knew she was a lamb to the slaughter, and if she dared to refuse, the consequences would be dire.

"Are you planning to hide under the bed for the rest of your life?" Qin Xu asked, glancing at his watch at the same time—10:46 a.m.

"Come out and cook me a meal," Qin Xu stood up and said, "I'll help you dispose of these corpses."

Lin Xiaoqing huddled under the bed, hastily wiping away her tears. She was about to crawl out when she suddenly froze—could the man outside be lying to her to leave?

Hesitation gripped his heart like cold vines. Just then, the man's voice came again, calm yet undeniable: "If you don't come out now, I'm leaving."

You can handle the bodies yourself, or... just stay with them, day and night.

"No...no!"

The last shred of hope was crushed.

Lin Xiaoqing dared not hesitate any longer and crawled out from under the bed on the other side.

She staggered and knelt on the ground, her gaze meeting her husband's wide-open, lifeless eyes. The pent-up grief burst forth, and her whole body trembled violently.

She steadied herself against the edge of the bed, looking at Qin Xu standing on the other side. She forcefully wiped away the tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse and broken: "Please... take the body away... I... I'll go cook right away."

There is a gas cylinder in the kitchen on the second floor, so you can still cook even if the gas supply is cut off.

Lin Xiaoqing rushed out of the bedroom as if fleeing and splashed cold water on her face in the bathroom.

When she came out again, her eyes and nose were still red. She didn't dare to look at Qin Xu and asked in a low voice, "What would you like to eat... rice or noodles?"

"Rice. You can prepare the vegetables as you see fit."

Qin Xu didn't look at her much. He turned around, pulled off the blood-soaked sheet from the bed, wrapped it tightly around Feng Wenlong's body, and then dragged it downstairs by the ankles. The heavy body made a dull thud as it rubbed against the wooden floor.

For the next ten minutes or so...

He went back and forth three times, dragging the three corpses one by one into the open milk tea shop next door, stuffing them into the innermost storage room, and stacking them together.

He then returned to the supermarket, found a brand new U-lock, locked the glass door of the milk tea shop, and pulled down the roller shutter.

He did this not out of pity. Hiding the bodies was to cut off the trail of clues. Chen Jianguo and Zhang Haitao should not yet know that Feng and Zhang are dead.

By the time they realize something is wrong, the body may be completely rotten and they might not be able to find it.

In the end times, disappearance and death are the most common things.

Everything is taken care of.

Qin Xu returned to the supermarket, grabbed a bottle of vitamin drink from the shelf, tilted his head back and gulped down most of it. The icy liquid slid down his throat, but it couldn't dispel the rusty, bloody smell that lingered in his nose.

He hurried up to the second floor; the kitchen door was ajar.

Lin Xiaoqing stood in front of the stove, holding a spatula in her hand, but she was frozen in place like a wooden stake, staring blankly at the iron pot in front of her, while the stove fire burned on its own.

The tear stains on his face had dried, leaving only a numb and dazed feeling of surviving a catastrophe.

"The body has been disposed of. Dinner is ready; I'll be back in half an hour."

Qin Xu knocked on the door frame, said those words, turned and went downstairs without lingering.

As he stepped out of the small supermarket, he slammed the roller shutter shut behind him, the clanging of metal echoing through the empty street.

Immediately, he started running and quickly headed towards the residential area.

Half an hour later.

Qin Xu led Zhang Yanan back to the entrance of the small supermarket. He raised his hand and flung open the roller shutter door, then turned to the people behind him without looking back and said, "We'll stay here for the next few days. We'll have food and drink, so we won't go hungry."

A delicious aroma of food wafted from the dimly lit shop, clashing with the stench of decay on the street.

Qin Xu pulled down the roller shutter door, then grabbed a bottle of orange juice with pulp from the shelf and tossed it to Zhang Yanan: "Remember what I told you on the way."

Zhang Yanan took the drink and nodded.

She understood that Qin Xu wanted her to find out the woman upstairs and keep a close eye on her.

As the two went up to the second floor, the aroma of food mixed with a strong smell of blood hit them. Zhang Yanan frowned and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

When I arrived at the bedroom door and saw the bloody scene inside, I was slightly stunned. Instantly, I understood what had happened here, and my stomach tightened involuntarily.

"Dinner is ready."

Lin Xiaoqing came out of the kitchen, her apron still damp with water.

When she saw Zhang Yanan standing next to Qin Xu, she was clearly taken aback, a look of surprise and bewilderment flashing in her eyes.

She never expected that this decisive and ruthless man would return with another woman.

Qin Xu glanced at her, walked straight to the dining table, sat down, filled a bowl with rice, and ate it with scrambled eggs with tomatoes and sliced ​​ham.

The sounds of chewing and swallowing were exceptionally clear in the eerie space filled with the stench of blood and the aroma of food.

After finishing his meal, he put down his chopsticks, got up, went downstairs, found a suitable lock cylinder, and repaired the roller shutter door.

He then went upstairs again, whispered a few words to Zhang Yanan, and glanced at her, as well as at Lin Xiaoqing who looked bewildered not far away.

"I'm leaving."

Without saying anything more, he turned and went downstairs, pulling up the roller shutter door and then quickly closing it again.

The streets were deserted, and a desolate silence hung over the city.

Qin Xu raised his head and looked toward the shopping mall at the end of the commercial street. His next target was the deformed girl inside wearing a Lolita dress.

As he cautiously made his way towards the end of the commercial street, he suddenly stopped, and his hair stood on end.

Without any warning, the scene of the commercial street vanished in his eyes like a "flash frame," transforming into a dense forest full of primeval atmosphere.

There is no process, only a crude replacement of the result.

He could even "see" the wet mushrooms on the bark of the giant tree he had just visited.

In an instant, the world "flashed" back.

Everything is back to normal.

"Could it be..." A guess instantly flashed through Qin Xu's mind, along with the otherworldly city and the blood moon that appeared out of nowhere in the wilderness!