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The man stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his angular outlines looked even more heroic in the interweaving of light and shadow, and the powerful aura emanating from his body seemed to be able to easily intimidate those around him.

The young man in his arms had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a fair face, and delicate features like carefully carved jade porcelain, and his trembling eyelashes seemed to hide the spring water.

Anyone who sees this scene will find it too harmonious, a perfect real-life version of a boss and his mistress.

Shan Gaoyang looked at Chu Yun and Mo Heng in the car window, and for a moment he really believed this appearance.

But Shan Gaoyang quickly shook his head and got rid of this ridiculous idea.

Even though he had only known his benefactor for five days and didn't even know his name, he thought about his benefactor's usual behavior. He was taciturn and had only spoken to him for a total of less than ten sentences. He thought chopping zombies was easier than chopping vegetables.

Could such a person be the boss's mistress?

Anyway, Shan Gaoyang didn't believe it.

The benefactor is a big boss himself, so why does he need to be a foil for others?

Dan Gaoyang wasn't the only one who didn't believe it. A tall, capable woman with a ponytail looked at the handsome couple in the SUV. Somehow, she felt that her boss wasn't the one who was trying to support a mistress, but rather the one being raped.

On ordinary days, when Huan Miao saw those beautiful girls throwing themselves at his boss, he would have sneered and despised their behavior of clinging to the powerful.

Then he stood aside, arms folded, waiting with great interest for the show—watching the boss coldly reject the beauty, watching the rejected young beauty's eyes well up and tears stream down her face. But the boss, always a heart of stone, wouldn't even offer a glance, leaving the beauty standing there in embarrassment.

Since following Mo Heng, the above scene has been played out almost every day. Today, the situation has changed and Huan Miao was a little stunned.

It wasn't Huan Miao's fault; it was simply his boss's unusual behavior. In the apocalypse, social order crumbled, moral standards plummeted, and countless beauties tried their best to fling themselves at him, but his boss remained unmoved, like a reincarnated Buddhist cultivator, not even batting an eyelid at these temptations.

She looked as if she was keeping her virginity for someone and would never step out of line.

Now looking at their boss holding the little beauty with a stiff body and a helpless look, Huan Miao shook his head in his heart.

It seems their boss is going to fail this time~

"Leave Zuo Gang, we have to go for regular inspections." Huan Miao thought about it for a while, but he still remembered the real purpose of their trip and pulled away.

"Okay." Zuo Gang couldn't understand what happened between their boss and the "rescued" little beauty. He touched his bald head in confusion and followed Huan Miao away.

"I'll go too, I'll go too. Gentlemen, I'll be there to help you all!" Shan Gaoyang didn't want to stay here and be a light bulb, so he quickly followed the two of them.

"Is that your friend?" Mo Heng caught a glimpse of the noisy young man chasing after his subordinates, and a cold look flashed across his eyes.

Chu Jun shook his head, changing his previous enthusiasm for Shan Gaoyang and said indifferently: "He is not a friend, but someone we met on the road."

"However, he is very capable. I am alive today because of his protection along the way." Chu Jun added and continued to lay the groundwork for his own character.

Chu Jun acted just the right amount of weak, as if Shan Gaoyang was the kind-hearted old man who picked up a helpless little beauty on the road and escorted her all the way to a safe base in a gentlemanly manner.

"Really? He's a nice guy then." Mo Heng nodded. The hostility that had arisen from Shan Gaoyang seeing how close he was to Chu Jun suddenly dissipated, and he labeled Shan Gaoyang a good person in his heart.

"Yes, yes." Chu Jun nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

In Chu Jun's eyes, not causing trouble for himself along the way was considered a very sensible and good child.

Although this good boy was indeed noisy, Chu Jun didn't dare to pay much attention to him, for fear of being annoyed and leaving him alone.

"Mr. Mo, it's not that I don't have superpowers, it's just that the level of my superpowers is low. In this case, can I join the Aurora Fortress?" Chu Jun said as she held Mo Heng's fingers with her little hand.

Mo Heng felt as if a tiny electric current was running through the places Chu Jun touched, and his fingers and arms began to go numb, and he didn't know how to move half of his body.

Why can't I join Aurora Fortress? Join now!

Mo Heng would even give him the position of leader!

This is what the foolish Mo thought.

The ruler of Aurora Fortress is a level 8 mutant, which has greatly increased the status of Aurora Fortress, and many people have brought their families to Aurora Fortress to seek refuge.

Although Aurora Fortress adheres to the principle of saving as many people as possible and accepts everyone, after joining, people with different values ​​will naturally do different things.

For example, if they don't have the most common superpowers, it's unrealistic to ask them to go out and fight the zombies. They should stay in the city to do some ordinary work. It's impossible to let the elderly, weak, sick and disabled sit idle and eat free meals in the city. If there is no one to support them, they will starve to death in a few days if they don't work hard to earn food.

Everyone has been struggling in the apocalypse for several years, and everyone has developed a numb or hardened heart. If you want to rely on charity to survive, unless you are incredibly good-looking or really willing to give up, otherwise, there is no way.

Not to mention that Chu Jun's face was neglected in the apocalypse, even before the apocalypse when plastic surgery or makeup technology was advanced, it was still a peerless beauty that could make people's eyes shine. Even if she entered the entertainment industry, she could cause a sensation.

If you want to attach yourself to a big boss, Mo Heng believes that there will be a lot of people lining up to grab him just by waving his hand.

But being good-looking naturally has its drawbacks. If Chu Jun doesn't choose someone to rely on, what awaits him is endless harassment or revenge from angry suitors.

Awakening superpowers is a completely random thing. Before the end of the world, you may be a weak and helpless little trash, but after the end of the world, you may become a strong man like Zuo Gang who can tear steel with his bare hands.

Before the apocalypse, the most ruthless individuals awakened their special abilities. They were willing to risk their lives and possessed the power to trample ordinary people underfoot, so naturally they would not settle down. Even in Aurora Fortress, things like forcibly abducting women were impossible to prevent.

"Do you want to join Aurora Fortress?" Mo Heng could imagine what tricks those restless people would use behind the scenes after Chu Jun stepped into the territory of Aurora Fortress.

The young man seemed to think that Mo Heng felt that his strength was not enough, and said anxiously: "I can really help. I have ice-type abilities. Although it is only level 3, it can help everyone survive the scorching heat in the summer. I am very useful."

The 3 types of superpowers are considered to be below average among superpower users, and the early lethality of ice-type superpowers is far lower than that of fire and gold-type superpowers, so they are not taken seriously by everyone.

But what the young man said was right. Mo Heng lowered his eyes to look at Chu Jun's trembling eyelashes, patted his back and whispered soothingly: "Ice abilities are very useful. Aurora Fortress is in urgent need of such people. Why don't we accept you?"

"Really? That's great! Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

"I need an ice-type psychic to help me control the temperature at home. 1000 crystals a day. Are you interested?"

"Of course!"

After arriving in the apocalypse, Chu Jun had never cared about the currency here, and naturally he didn't know that his old man actually offered a "level 3" mutant a sky-high salary in order to coax her to stay by his side.