Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 79 Greed (Please vote!)

Chu Qingyang saw that all three of them had taken healing pills, and their injuries were visibly improving.

Only then did he realize what kind of miraculous medicine Ye Qiumian had given him.

He went to Shen Yujie to ask for the porcelain bottle, and said righteously, "Give me the healing pill; Sister Ye gave it to me first."

Shen Yujie rolled his eyes at him, took out a healing pill, and said, "This is the only one I have. Take it or leave it."

Want the whole bottle?

Don't even think about it!

There was only one left in the porcelain bottle. If I gave it to Chu Qingyang, I wouldn't have any left.

He's not that stupid.

Seeing his shameless attitude, Chu Qingyang realized that he was definitely not going to get the porcelain bottle back, so he had no choice but to accept the healing pill and eat it.

After consuming the pill and personally experiencing the astonishing healing effects, Chu Qingyang was filled with deep regret.

After his injuries had healed by about 70-80%, Chu Qingyang's gaze swept over the Ba Dao team's off-road vehicles loaded with supplies, as well as the "toll fees" piled up next to the off-road vehicles.

"Let's search for supplies," Chu Qingyang said, pursing his lips.

"Okay, take everything edible!" Nan Shaohua was the first to walk to the pile of supplies and began packing them.

Compressed biscuits, bottled water, ammunition, and several boxes of canned goods and gasoline were all taken away by them.

In the end, even the trunk of Chu Qingyang's SUV was overflowing.

After discussing it, the group decided to leave one more person to drive an off-road vehicle specifically to carry the supplies.

Ye Qiumian walked to the best-looking off-road vehicle, flicked her fingertips with spiritual energy, and the car lock opened with a click. She then casually put the car into her spatial storage.

The stench of blood mixed with the heat filled the air. The survivors who had been hiding behind the flying car and watching shifted their gazes back and forth between the mountain of supplies and Chu Qingyang and his three companions, their eyes gradually filled with greed.

Although the Overlord Blade Team only had fifteen members, they were ruthless and cruel, and thus collected a lot of supplies.

In addition, the Overlord Blade team had just collected a lot of "tolls," and so many supplies were enough for them to live on for half a year.

Although many people looked greedy, they couldn't help but think that these few people had killed fifteen members of the Overlord Blade Team.

This shows that these individuals are far stronger than the Overlord Blade Team.

They avoid even the Overlord Blade Team like the plague, so how could they dare to rob the supplies of someone stronger than the Overlord Blade Team?

That's practically suicide!

In the crowd, a man with a pointed face and monkey-like features stared intently at the pile of supplies, watching as they were carried away and dwindled in number.

His eyes turned red with anxiety.

The man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face glanced at the crowd and Chu Qingyang and his group of four, and quickly came up with a plan.

"They're seriously injured," the weasel-faced man shouted, his voice trembling with excitement. "There are only five of them, and they're all wounded. With so many of us, how could we possibly lose to them?"

These words were like a spark igniting a powder keg; everyone's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

Soon someone ran out; that person had actually been pushed out by the man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face.

As soon as the first person stepped forward, the people hiding behind the abandoned car suddenly went berserk, roaring as they rushed out and pounced on Chu Qingyang and his group of four.

Some people, trying to take advantage of the situation, secretly approached the supplies.

Even more reckless individuals ran to the trunk of the SUV, attempting to steal the supplies inside.

Ye Qiumian stood still, coldly watching the group of people who were blinded by greed.

Just as they were about to move the supplies, she flicked her wrist, and a burst of pale golden spiritual energy exploded out.

The first few dozen people, like leaves swept up by a whirlwind, were sent flying backward, crashing into abandoned cars and the road with muffled thuds of breaking bones and screams. In the chaos, the weasel-faced man saw this and panicked, turning to try and slip away.

Ye Qiumian's gaze swept across the area, locking onto the tall, thin man, and she made a grabbing motion from a distance.

The man seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, screaming as he flew to her.

"Did you start this?" Ye Qiumian's voice was flat, but the hand gripping his neck slowly tightened.

The monkey-faced man was terrified, tears streaming down his face as he begged for mercy: "Spare me! Heroine, spare me! I'll never do it again..."

Ye Qiu Mian didn't waste any more words and suddenly tightened her grip with her five fingers.

With a sharp "crack," the neck of the man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face bent at an eerie angle.

His eyes were wide open, and his body slumped down limply.

She casually tossed the body to the ground, her gaze sweeping over the remaining survivors.

Those people were trembling with fear at the sight of the bloodshed.

The boiling passion of moments before instantly turned to cold, and his legs trembled as he staggered back several steps.

They suddenly remembered the scene of the Overlord Blade Team's frenzied slaughter of the crowd, and Ye Qiumian's sweeping victory over the Overlord Blade Team.

That's right, what kind of people could be capable of slaying the demonic Overlord Blade Team?!

They must be possessed by some evil spirit to dare rush in and court death like that.

No one dared to take another step forward, or even look Ye Qiumian in the eye. They could only keep their heads down, barely daring to breathe.

The air remained hot and dry, and the only sounds on the highway were the groans of the wounded and the occasional howls of zombies from afar.

Ye Qiumian withdrew her gaze and said to Chu Qingyang and the other three, "Hurry up, we still need to continue our journey."

Chu Qingyang and the other three nodded, packed all the supplies into the car, and then used their special abilities to move the cars and corpses blocking the road.

During this process, no one dared to come forward and complain anymore.

Many of them were even people from the cars behind who ran to the front to watch the commotion.

After watching it, I quickly ran back and vividly recounted the story to the people on the bus.

After working for a while and confirming that the road was clear, Chu Qingyang and the other three got into the car.

With the roar of engines, the two vehicles drove away from the blood-stained road.

All that remained was a scene of devastation, and the survivors who were still trembling with fear.

Chu Qingyang drove the car full of supplies in front, while Nan Shaohua drove the second car, carrying Ye Qiumian, Shen Yujie, and Fang Jun.

As the car moved slowly past several areas littered with debris, they realized that while they were committing the murders, similar incidents were unfolding in several other locations along the highway.

Overnight, bloody incidents occurred frequently on the highway, and the number of corpses piling up along the roadside increased.

Combined with the rotting corpses that had died on the road, the entire highway was filled with a strong stench and the smell of blood.

The two smells mixed together and filled the nasal passages of travelers, causing many to vomit on the spot.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he chose to leave the highway and continue his journey along country roads.

For drivers, there wasn't much of an impact; because there were fewer people on the road, cars actually drove much faster.

The night passed quietly, and the sky slowly began to lighten.

Countless cars were driving on the highway, and only then did the people inside see the devastation on the road.

Along this highway, every so often you could see a scene of devastation.

(End of this chapter)