I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

The saint looked at Zhang Chen's calm face and felt inexplicably relieved.

She also lay down, closed her eyes, and tried to relax herself.

The night wind blew gently, and the sound of insects chirping came from outside the tent, like a peaceful nocturne.

The saint's body gradually relaxed, and fatigue slowly came over her.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, Zhang Chen suddenly turned over and approached her, whispering, "Saint, do you know why I asked you to eat more?"

The saint opened her eyes, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she looked at Zhang Chen nervously.

"Why?" she asked in a low voice, with a tremor in her voice.

Zhang Chen gently stroked the saint's cheek and said with a smile: "Because tonight is destined not to be peaceful."

The saint's cheeks flushed, and she felt a wave of anxiety and anticipation in her heart.

She knew that what was coming was going to be an unforgettable night.

Zhang Chen's hand slowly slid towards her waist, and he gently pulled her into his arms.

"Relax, we have plenty of time tonight." Zhang Chen whispered in her ear.

The saint closed her deep eyes and tried to relax.

However, the nervousness and anticipation in her heart made her body slightly stiff.

Zhang Chen chuckled and began to practice.

He did not stop at all and changed many postures, each of which made the saint feel unprecedented stimulation and satisfaction.

"She is indeed a saint, so tight." Zhang Chen exclaimed in a low voice with a hint of pride in his voice.

"That's too much, Zhang Chen." The saint bit her lip, tightly grasped the tree stump with both hands, and her body trembled slightly.

"Call me master!"

"Master, please slow down!"

Zhang Chen smiled and didn't stop.

He put pressure on

This made the saint's nerves even more tense.

The violent shaking woke up Kana who was sleeping soundly beside her.

She rubbed her eyes, sat up dazedly, and turned on the camping light above her head.

I saw my father bullying the saint.

I cheered for my dad for no reason.

She thought her father would let this woman go easily!

"Be patient, the night is still long." There was a hint of teasing in Zhang Chen's voice.

The saint's voice became weaker and weaker, and her body gradually fell into a trance.

"Daddy, come on!" Little Kana, who was standing by, returned to the house and clasped her hands, scolding the Saint: "Who told you to show off this morning?"

"I..." The saint bit her lip and dared not refute a word.

Her body looked particularly alluring in the moonlight and firelight.

Zhang Chen looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

That night, Kana's voice was the loudest.

The encouraged Zhang Chen almost tore the saint's bones apart and had to repair them several times in one night.

Fortunately, the Saint had undergone rigorous training and was able to withstand several blessings.

The willpower is very strong.

As the night faded, the eastern sky began to turn pale.

Inside the tent, the saint was panting, with beads of sweat on her forehead.

The saint's body was still stiff, and her jade-white skin looked particularly attractive against the backdrop of the morning light.

Her legs are long and well-proportioned, and her waist is slender and soft.

At this moment, the saint's eyes revealed a hint of confusion and fatigue.

"Master, I!" The saint gasped softly, her words still unfinished.

Zhang Chen stroked her cheek and interrupted her: "Don't talk, have a good rest."

The saint closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

However, in this brief moment of peace, pictures suddenly emerged in her mind, like omens of the future.

At that moment, the saint's eyes became clear and she saw the scene of the future.

"Master... I... I have seen the future..." The saint suddenly opened her eyes, with a hint of fear in her voice.

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "The future? What did you see?"

The saint took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down: "We...when we arrive in Nilothea, we will be set up and framed. The Pope, he...he will suppress us, and you will be imprisoned."

Zhang Chen's face turned serious, he knew that the saint's predictions were never wrong.

"Have you seen the Pope's face?" Zhang Chen asked, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

The saint nodded, with a flash of anger in her eyes: "Yes, his face is full of sinisterness and viciousness."

Zhang Chen was silent for a while, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "In this case, we must prepare in advance and not let them succeed."

"Master, what should we do?" There was a hint of helplessness in the saint's voice.

Zhang Chen held her hand and comforted her: "Don't worry, we will find a way. Now, take a rest and keep your strength."

Chapter 352 Preemptive Strike

The saint looked at Zhang Chen's determined eyes, and her worries were slightly relieved.

"Okay," she whispered, closing her eyes and trying to relax.

Zhang Chen patted her hand gently and whispered, "Everything will be fine, I promise."

Outside the tent, the morning light gradually brightened and the birds in the forest began to sing happily.

The passion of this night and the prophecy of the future made the relationship between the two people closer.

About an hour later, the sky was completely bright.

There was a moist freshness in the early morning air, and birds were singing on the branches, as if bidding farewell to a new adventure.

Zhang Chen, the Saint and little Kana packed their bags and set out on their journey again.

Although the saint had undergone rigorous training, her body had reached its limit after several days of high-intensity action and not sleeping all night last night.

As several of her fractures had not yet fully recovered, her steps seemed very heavy, and every step seemed to be challenging her limits.

Zhang Chen noticed her tiredness and frowned, but ultimately said nothing more.

After all, as his woman, her body needs more training.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Chen asked casually, but there was not much concern in his eyes.

The Saint endured the pain and managed a smile: "It's okay, I can hold on."

"Good job." Zhang Chen nodded and continued moving forward.

As he walked, Zhang Chen kept thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

Since the Pope wants to murder him, don't blame Zhang Chen for taking the initiative.

"We need to find a safe place." Zhang Chen suddenly stopped, turned around and said to his entourage.

"Dad, this is the wilderness, where is safe?"

Zhang Chen sneered: "It is precisely because this place is in the wilderness that it is more suitable for us to arrange a counterattack."

The Saint raised her head, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes: "You mean... we are going to ambush here?"

Zhang Chen nodded: "That's right. Since the Pope wants to deal with us, we should not give him a chance. It is better to strike first."

"So what should we do specifically?" asked the saint, with a hint of anticipation in her voice.

She didn't know when her heart started to think about Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen touched his chin, a cunning look flashed in his eyes: "We need to use the terrain to set traps. Then lure the Pope's men here and catch them all in one fell swoop."

"But... isn't this too risky?" The saint was a little worried.

Zhang Chen patted her shoulder and encouraged her: "Don't worry, I know what I am doing. As long as we plan carefully, we will succeed."

The saint nodded, the flame of hope rekindled in her eyes: "Okay, I believe you."

Zhang Chen turned to Xiao Kana and instructed: "Go scout the surrounding area first and find a suitable ambush location. Remember, don't arouse any suspicion."

Zhang Chen and the Saint rested for a while and waited for news.

"Are you really sure?" the saint asked softly, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Zhang Chen smiled confidently: "Of course. As long as we work together, everything will go well."

The saint looked at Zhang Chen's determined eyes, and her worries were gradually soothed.

A week later, the Pope paced anxiously, his brow furrowed.

The security camp had not yet sent back any news about Zhang Chen, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"What's going on? Are they in some trouble?" The Pope muttered to himself, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Finally, he decided not to sit still and wait for death, and called a few confidants: "Send a team of elites to track down Zhang Chen's whereabouts."

Several trusted men nodded in response, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

The Pope knew the importance of this operation, so he carefully selected a team of the most sturdy and powerful soldiers, each of whom was battle-hardened and had rich combat experience.

In addition, he also specially arranged for several messengers with supernatural powers to accompany him to ensure that everything would go smoothly.

The team set out in a mighty procession and entered the mysterious forest.

Deep in the forest, the sunlight is blocked by the dense tree canopy, with only spots of light shining on the ground, making it appear particularly dim.

The trees are towering and the branches are lush, like a natural maze.

The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, as if whispering some secrets.

The soldiers walked cautiously through the woods, each step making a slight "crunching" sound on the thick fallen leaves.

Their eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

"This place is so eerie." A soldier complained in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

"Stop talking nonsense and concentrate." The leading soldier shouted coldly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

The users of special powers are more cautious. They have strong perception and can detect subtle changes that ordinary people cannot.

"There is a strange energy fluctuation ahead." One of the messengers suddenly stopped and said with a frown.

"Strange energy fluctuations?" The leading soldier became nervous. "Where is it?"

The messenger closed his eyes, sensed for a while, and pointed to a dense forest not far ahead: "Over there. But be careful, there may be an ambush."

The leader nodded and signaled the soldiers to disperse and remain alert.

The group continued to move forward cautiously. After passing a dense bush, they suddenly saw a clearing in front of them.

There was a simple campsite in the middle of the open space, with a few tents scattered around, but it had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

"This place looks like someone has been here before." A soldier whispered, full of doubts.

"Check to see if there are any clues left behind." The leader gave the order, and the soldiers quickly dispersed and began searching.

A soldier found some torn maps and some worn clothes in a tent, obviously signs of a hasty departure.

"These things don't look like they belong to ordinary travelers." The soldier said with a frown, handing the found items to the leader.

The team leader carefully checked it and nodded: "Yes, it is very likely left by Zhang Chen and his team. Keep searching to see if there are any more clues."

While the soldiers were busy searching, the power users were also silently sensing the energy fluctuations around them.