Cataclysm: The Enhancement Warlock's Rebirth

"Open the door!"

The door was being pounded on repeatedly.

Jiang Xiao walked out of the room.

Lu Wanwan's gaze fell on the Tang sword in his hand, her lips moved but she didn't dare to speak.

The person outside continued shouting, "Open the door! I can smell the food! Don't play dumb!"

Another voice nearby advised, "Liang Yong, be nicer. We're here to recruit people, not to fight."

The man cleared his throat and continued.

"Friends inside, we mean you no harm. The world is currently undergoing a great catastrophe, and man-eating insects are everywhere, as you have probably already witnessed."

"To ensure everyone's safety, we have established a safe zone in Building 15. Currently, there are three hero players stationed there, so it is absolutely safe."

"You may not understand the abilities of hero players, I—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

The door opened.

Jiang Xiao looked at the two people at the door.

In front of him was a young man wearing glasses, holding a notebook; behind him was a muscular man carrying a machete.

The two of them were simultaneously sizing up Jiang Xiao.

Upon seeing the Tang sword in Jiang Xiao's hand, the two men reacted differently.

The bespectacled youth took a small half-step back, while the muscular man's eyes lit up, filled with a mixture of jealousy and greed.

"What is it?" Jiang Xiao asked coldly.

The bespectacled young man forced a smile: "Hello, my name is Song Zizhe, and this is Liang Yong. We are here to invite you all to move into the 15th safe zone."

"No need," Jiang Xiao refused directly.

Liang Yong had a fiery temper. Seeing Jiang Xiao's attitude, he raised his machete, pointed it at him, and cursed, "What are you so arrogant about? You think you're so capable just because you have a fancy mask?"

Jiang Xiao turned to look at him, her eyes icy cold.

Seeing that things were going wrong, Song Zizhe quickly grabbed his companion's arm.

He looked at Jiang Xiao again, his expression sincere: "Brother, I'm sorry. We meant no harm; we just wanted to unite all forces to fight this catastrophe together."

Jiang Xiao sneered inwardly.

In his past life, he stayed in the neighborhood for a few days while hunting a strange insect and also interacted with the people in Building 15.

This organization, which calls itself "mutual watchdog," has turned the neighborhood into a small kingdom.

They even directly divided people into five levels:

Luo Feng, who was in charge, was in the first tier; the slightly weaker hero players were in the second tier; their relatives and subordinates were in the third tier; and ordinary residents were in the fourth tier.

The fourth class of people had to hand over a fixed amount of food or resources every day.

Those who cannot pay will be reduced to the lowest class of slaves.

Slaves have no human rights.

The men were captured and made to do the dirtiest and hardest work, such as being organized into suicide squads to charge into battle, dealing with insect corpses, and moving ore. Any slight negligence would result in a severe beating.

Women fared even worse. Those with some looks were treated as playthings and abused at will, while those with less attractive appearances had to deal with mountains of excrement and garbage every day, leading a life of unbearable misery.

What safe zone?

It was clearly a slave concentration camp!

"Get out, I don't want to say it a second time," Jiang Xiao snapped.

If he hadn't been afraid that killing those two would attract Luo Feng's group of hero players and affect his subsequent plans, he would have already taken action.

Liang Yong was about to retaliate when Song Zizhe stopped him.

"Sorry to bother you." Song Zizhe smiled apologetically and pulled Liang Yong away.

The two of them dragged each other downstairs.

Once downstairs, Liang Yong shoved Song Zizhe aside and demanded, "Why did you stop me? So what if you have a knife? I can kill him!"

"He's a hero player," Song Zizhe suddenly said.

"What?" Liang Yong gasped for breath.

Song Zizhe adjusted his glasses and analyzed, "When we mentioned the hero player, he showed neither curiosity nor fear. What do you think his identity is?"

Recalling the scene just now, Liang Yong realized that the man was indeed too calm.

But he still stubbornly insisted, "So what if he's a hero? We have three hero players in our team, and about fifty brothers. Are we afraid of him?"

"Liang Yong, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

Song Zizhe raised his voice slightly and continued, "You've witnessed Brother Luo's strength. Even ten of you tied together wouldn't be a match for him. If a conflict had broken out just now, and he had chopped you up on the spot, who could have saved you?"

Liang Yong muttered to himself, though he didn't say anything more, but his expression remained defiant.

Song Zizhe sighed inwardly.

When Luo Feng and his team were setting up the safe zone, Liang Yong was promoted to squad leader because he had personally killed insects and performed bravely. He was in charge of about ten people.

Perhaps because he has tasted the power, his mentality has gradually changed these days, and his temper and arrogance have become increasingly outrageous.

If it weren't for our past acquaintance, I probably wouldn't have gotten a pleasant look from him either.

"Hey, I've got a way to deal with him!"

Suddenly, Liang Yong realized something, and his eyes turned fierce. "He dares to give me attitude; he'll get what's coming to him!"

Just as Song Zizhe was about to ask a question, Liang Yong had already left in a hurry.

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Unit 15, Building 1, Apartment 402.

Liang Yong knocked on the door cautiously.

"Who?"

An impatient voice came from inside the house.

Liang Yong subconsciously bent down and replied in a low voice, "Brother Liu, it's me, Xiao Liang."

There was no sound from inside the room.

After waiting for a while, a woman wearing a lace nightgown opened the door.

Liang Yong glanced at Jian Kong, inwardly cursing her as a slut, but on the outside he forced a smile: "Hello, sister-in-law."

"Come in."

The woman stepped aside, her face expressionless.

Liang Yong's anger surged.

You bitch who climbed to the top by spreading your legs, what are you acting all high and mighty with me for? Just wait, you'll be crying soon!

He suppressed his dissatisfaction and walked towards the bedroom.

The air in the master bedroom was foul and stagnant, and a man in his thirties was lying on the bed smoking.

In the wedding photo on the wall above the bed, the bride is the same one who opened the door earlier, smiling brightly, but the groom is not the one in the bed.

"Didn't Brother Luo take you guys to recruit people today? Why are you here?"

Liu Yijun flicked his cigarette butt out the window and asked.

Liang Yong smiled ingratiatingly: "Brother Liu, I found something good while I was sweeping the buildings, and I thought of you, so I came over right away."

"You've got guts. You ran back all by yourself without waiting for backup?" Liu Yijun said.

Liang Yong replied, "Brother Luo cleared out the two surrounding buildings this morning, so there's not much danger. Besides, it's not like I haven't killed bugs before."

Liu Yijun nodded; he quite admired Liang Yong's courage. "Speak, what is it?"

Liang Yong handed over a cell phone.

Liu Yijun chuckled, "Your phone wasn't confiscated, kid?"

Liang Yong replied, "No, I found it while searching for supplies these past two days. Brother Liu, look at the photo I took."

Liu Yijun looked down.

In the photo, a woman is hanging clothes to dry on her balcony.

Although the image is a bit blurry, you can still clearly see the other person's face; they are extremely beautiful.

It was Lu Wanwan.

"Liang Yong, what do you mean by this?" Liu Yijun asked.

Liang Yong flattered, "I think this woman is just as beautiful as any school beauty or movie star. As the saying goes, a beauty is a match for a hero, and such a stunning woman should only be worthy of you, Brother Liu."

After he finished speaking, seeing Liu Yijun's lack of interest, he added, "It's a pity that she has a boyfriend, so she's probably not a virgin anymore."

Liu Yijun immediately perked up and sat up against the headboard.

He looked at the photo on his phone and nodded in satisfaction: "He is indeed good-looking."

Seeing this, Liang Yong quickly added fuel to the fire: "Brother Liu, I went to recruit someone today and found out that the girl lives in Unit 2, Building 17, Room 1403. Her boyfriend is incredibly arrogant and acts like he owns the place. In this day and age, if that girl stays with him, she might get into trouble any day now. I think it would be better if you, Brother Liu, stepped in and brought her to live with you."

"Liang Yong, did you get humiliated by someone and now you're trying to use Brother Liu as a pawn?"

The woman leaning against the door listened for a long time before suddenly speaking.

Liu Yijun's gaze then turned towards them.

Liang Yong felt the pressure from the two men, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. He quickly explained, "How could I possibly suffer a loss? But I do find it interesting that the other party has a long knife."

After hearing what he said, Liu Yijun understood the situation.

As for Liang Yong's little scheme, he didn't take it to heart and casually said, "Let's wait for news."

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