Transcending Worlds: I Have an Invincible Shelter

The moment Shen Changge's stern shout fell, the air in the ruins of the gold shop suddenly tightened, and a chill spread throughout the entire area through the cracks in the broken bricks and stones.

Song Ruhai immediately turned to the side and stood still, all the kindness in his eyes vanished, leaving only a cold and wary look.

Lin Xuanzhi's heart sank suddenly, and she subconsciously followed Shen Changge's gaze to look at Jiang Xiaochen, who was standing silently.

Their eyes met, there was no argument, no debate; Lin Xuanzhi only saw a piercing coldness and disappointment in her gaze.

Jiang Xiaochen lowered his eyes, his shoulders slumped slightly, and tacitly accepted all the schemes of the people beside him.

Without uttering a word, their attitude spoke volumes.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Wenchao's lips curled into a savage smile, his arrogance growing ever more rampant, completely tearing away the last layer of pretense.

"Ling Sha and Ling Yu both died at the hands of the alien beasts. You said it yourself. Do you really think that the three of you ordinary people are qualified to talk about revenge?"

He slowly stepped forward, crushing the scattered food packaging bags on the ground. The piercing sound was particularly grating, each word cutting to the heart.

"To tell you the truth, if you are willing to hand over the supplies in that so-called shelter—food, water, everything—and secretly obey our orders, we might be able to spare your lives."

otherwise--"

Before he could finish speaking, malice was already palpable.

The three instantly realized that these former comrades who had shared life and death with each other now only had greed and plunder in their eyes, and no trace of their old friendship remained.

Song Ruhai clenched his fists tightly, his chest filled with both anger and coldness.

"We risked being punished by the adults to secretly help you, and you repay our kindness with ingratitude?"

"Ingratitude?"

Zhu Wenchao laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"In this abandoned land, strength reigns supreme! Since you have no awakened talents, you should submit to us; that's your only use!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and gave his two companions a sharp look.

The two men who had awakened their talents immediately stepped forward to surround and block the retreat of Song Ruhai, Shen Changge, and Lin Xuanzhi.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, and a fight could break out in an instant.

"Run!"

A clear yet firm shout suddenly rang out, breaking the deadlock.

Zhao Xinyan, who had been standing silently beside Jiang Xiaochen, suddenly flashed forward and, disregarding the disparity in strength, stood directly in front of Zhu Wenchao and the other two.

She straightened her back, desperately resisting the three's attacks, and turned to scream at Lin Xuanzhi and the other two, her eyes filled with urgency and anxiety.

Zhu Wenchao was caught off guard by the sudden defection within the team. His face turned ashen, and he roared angrily.

"Zhao Xinyan, you're asking for it!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand, condensed a faint fist energy, and slammed a palm down hard on Zhao Xinyan's shoulder.

A dull thud resounded, Zhao Xinyan's body swayed violently, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder, and bright red blood instantly trickled from the corner of her mouth.

But she gritted her teeth, refused to back down even a step, and stood firmly in front of him, unwilling to give way even an inch.

"Xinyan!"

Lin Xuanzhi felt a pang of anxiety and pain in her heart.

"Don't worry about me! Let's go!"

Despite her injuries, Zhao Xinyan's voice trembled but was exceptionally resolute. She glanced fiercely at Jiang Xiaochen, who remained silent beside her, and gently shook her head, her eyes earnest yet powerless, signaling him not to act impulsively.

With a once-in-a-lifetime chance to escape right in front of him, Song Ruhai dared not delay. He grabbed Lin Xuanzhi, who was hesitating, and shouted in a low voice.

"Walk!"

Shen Changge followed closely behind. The three of them dared not look back, turned around and rushed out of the crooked and broken door of the gold shop, plunging into the thick, yellowish smog outside.

Within the ruins of the gold shop, three figures fleeing gradually disappeared into the distance.

Zhu Wenchao glanced coldly at Jiang Xiaochen, his anger finding no outlet. His dark gaze slammed into Jiang Xiaochen, and he shouted angrily, "Jiang Xiaochen!"

Jiang Xiaochen slowly raised his head, his face showing no remorse, only numb indifference, and spoke in a low voice.

"Go ahead and chase after them if you want, I won't stop you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gripped Zhao Xinyan's injured shoulder, preventing her from interfering any further.

Zhao Xinyan's eyes instantly reddened, warm tears welled up in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs, filled with heartbreak.

"We...we've all been through thick and thin together at the night watch camp, how can you be so heartless?"

"The camp is long gone."

Zhu Wenchao raised an eyebrow indifferently, his tone harsh and cruel.

"Without awakened talent, they're just a burden. How dare they disobey our orders!"

The two companions beside her looked at Zhao Xinyan with indifferent expressions, clearly agreeing with Zhu Wenchao.

Without another word, the three turned and quickly chased after Lin Xuanzhi and the others out of the jewelry store, following the escape route and heading straight in the direction they had fled.

Outside the ruined neighborhood, a heavy, gray-yellow smog hung overhead, creating a suffocating and deathly silence.

From the shadows of the distant ruins, the roars of strange beasts echoed continuously.

Lin Xuanzhi, Song Ruhai, and Shen Changge ran frantically with their heads down, their chests heaving violently from the rapid pace.

They dared not slow down, only occasionally glancing back unconsciously, their eyes filled with fear and unease.

Overwhelmed with guilt and self-reproach, Lin Xuanzhi's voice trembled.

"It was my fault. My soft heart dragged everyone down with me. I shouldn't have secretly taken out supplies to help them..."

As Shen Changge ran at full speed, he turned his head and pulled her along, speaking in a calm and reassuring tone.

"There's no point in dwelling on it now. Relax, as long as we get back to the shelter building safely, we'll be fine."

The three gritted their teeth and accelerated, sprinting at full speed. The street corner ahead was just a stone's throw away. Once they turned the corner, they would be able to see the outline of the shelter building.

But behind him, hurried footsteps rapidly approached, getting closer and closer.

Even though Zhu Wenchao and the other two were still physically weak after awakening, they were still genuine gifted individuals. Their physique, endurance, and speed far surpassed those of ordinary people, and the difference was obvious to the naked eye.

In the short distance of a few hundred meters, Zhu Wenchao did not give it his all; he was simply playing along with the game like a cat toying with a mouse.

He was leisurely toying with the three fleeing people, enjoying the thrill of controlling their fate.

The young, talented person traveling with him looked impatient, his brows furrowed, and he urged him on in a cold voice.

"Don't waste your energy playing games with them. The smog is getting thicker, and the monsters will become agitated on a large scale at night. Let's avoid any unforeseen complications!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenchao's playful smile vanished, and his eyes instantly turned cold and sharp.

"Alright, let's call it a day and finish this quickly."

The next second, the young man suddenly accelerated, and faint black arcs of electricity suddenly shot up around him, crackling and distorting the thick smog around him.

Zhu Wenchao and another companion followed closely behind, their speed increasing dramatically. The two figures charged forward as swiftly as cheetahs.

At the end of the road ahead, the outline of the shelter building came into clear view. Song Ruhai, Shen Changge, and Lin Xuanzhi all turned around at the same time, their expressions changing drastically.

The distance between Zhu Wenchao and his two companions was less than 100 meters, and the distance between them was still closing.

In the face of extreme crisis, Shen Changge abruptly stopped running, turned around sharply, and forcefully pushed Lin Xuanzhi beside her toward Song Ruhai.

"You guys run first, I'll hold them off!"

"A long song!"

Song Ruhai and Lin Xuanzhi cried out simultaneously, filled with anxiety, wanting to stop and turn back.

"Don't come any closer!"

Shen Changge shouted sharply to stop them, his gaze firm and fearless as he stared intently at the three rapidly approaching talents, and said in a deep voice.

"These selfish bastards will never avenge their fallen comrades at the Night Watch camp."

"Live on, and with the help of the adults, avenge your comrades in the camp!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fist, and the fire axe he was carrying on his back slid down and he held it firmly in his palm.

He faced three awakened talents alone, without the slightest fear.