Quick Wear: The Development of a Pure Cannon Fodder

This didn't irritate Yu Huai and Zhao Cheng, but it did irritate the remaining psychic among the three team leaders. He roared at the group of people, as if scolding animals, "Are you the reincarnations of starving ghosts? Brother Wang and I didn't eat these things, so why did you eat them?! If we hadn't protected you before, do you think you would still be alive today? Now hurry up and grab the things and return to the territory!"

Not only this psychic, but also Brother Wang who only had one eye left was looking at them with vicious eyes. When those ordinary people thought of the times they had been bullied by them in the past, they felt fear in their hearts and suppressed their hunger instincts and walked back with their things in their arms.

Yu Huai and Zhao Cheng naturally took action to stop them, while Brother Wang and another psychic felt that they had been slapped in the face, and ran up to deal with them without hesitation. Brother Wang commanded ordinary people to attack Zhao Cheng while looking for an opportunity to kill Zhao Cheng.

He now hated Zhao Cheng who had cut off one of his arms and blinded one of his eyes. He just wanted to kill Zhao Cheng quickly. It would be best if he could torture him severely before he died, and then kill him. Otherwise, it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.

While he was being entangled by another psychic in Yu Huai and Zhao Cheng was dealing with those ordinary people, Brother Wang, who had lost an eye and an arm, had a ferocious look on his face and ran over at the fastest speed in his life. He had fire-related psychic abilities, and he used his intact hand to brew a ball of fire that could instantly burn the opponent to death, and then he went straight for the back of Zhao Cheng's head.

Yu Huai, who was being entangled by another psychic, didn't even have time to react, "Zhao Cheng!"

Zhao Cheng turned his head and met Brother Wang's eyes with twisted satisfaction. Just as he was about to raise his hand to stop him and use his hand to save his life, he was blown directly into the sky by a gust of wind.

Zhao Cheng was floating in the air in astonishment. He turned his head and looked down to see a figure rushing towards them from behind their car. Before Brother Wang could react, the figure attacked him on the neck. Then Brother Wang's head was chopped off by the wind blade and flew several miles away. The remaining psychic was also affected. Although he did not die, the expression on his face still maintained disbelief.

The next moment, the psychic who was pestering Yu Huai was kicked away by Yu Zinyin, and he was given a Louis XVI beheading meal.

Everything happened so fast that even the ordinary people on the opposite side who had not walked far could only see Brother Wang's head flying away from them like a ball. When Zhao Cheng reacted, he had already returned to the ground.

He fixed his eyes on Yu Ziyin, who was standing in front of Yu Huai. "A second-level psychic."

Only a second-level psychic has the ability to instantly kill three first-level psychics. The difference of one level makes a world of difference.

After Yu Huai saw the girl's face clearly, he hugged her excitedly, "Ziyin!"

"Brother!" Yu Zinyin also hugged Yu Huai and laughed.

The two also knew that the current occasion was not suitable for indulging in the joy of finding their relatives, so after showing their excitement appropriately, they all turned their eyes to the ordinary people holding supplies on the opposite side. When those people saw Yu Ziyin and the other two looking at them, they timidly knelt on the ground with weak legs.

"Please! Please don't kill me! If I don't bring food back, they will beat my children to death!"

"These three people made us do this. I have no choice!"

"Please give me something to eat! I'm really starving to death!"

Looking at these ordinary people, men and women, old and young, all skin and bones, kneeling on the ground crying and begging, Yu Huai felt a little bit reluctant. This actually happened in the 20th century. If it happened in the past, who would believe it?

Yu Huai glanced at his rear window and the blown tire, and sighed deeply, "You guys go."

Those people were about to run away with their belongings as if they had been granted amnesty, but Yu Ziyin stopped them, "Wait."

"Ziyin..." Yu Huai grabbed Yu Ziyin who was about to step forward.

Yu Ziyin gave Yu Huai a soothing look, then continued to walk forward, "I just want to ask if there are any other people with special abilities in your group besides these three?"

After those people looked at each other, there was fear and hesitation in their eyes. They didn't dare to tell the truth. After all, if they went back and the people around them told other psychics in their team that they had exposed the team's true situation, their end would definitely not be good.

But even with their expressions, Yu Ziyin was already certain that there were other people with special abilities in their group. "Since you don't want to talk, then leave."

After they left, Yu Ziyin looked at Yu Huai and Zhao Cheng, "Let's get out of here as soon as possible."

Since he couldn't be sure how many psychics there were in those people's team, and whether there might be second-level psychics, Yu Zinyin decided to leave this place as soon as possible.

Neither Yu Huai nor Zhao Cheng refused. They also knew that it was not advisable to stay here for long. After taking away the supplies and identification documents that could be taken away from Yu Huai's car, they got into Zhao Cheng's car and followed Yu Ziyin's car.

On the way, the two once again witnessed the difference in strength between the second-level psychics and the first-level psychics. For example, before, they were frightened by the low-level zombie tide and could only drive away quickly, but Yu Zinyin was able to kill most of the zombies and take away many crystal cores when facing the same situation.

"She's probably almost level three." Zhao Cheng said to Yu Huai after watching the battle in the car.

Yu Huai was both relieved and a little sad. He was relieved that his sister was so powerful, but sad that his sister had to face this kind of apocalypse at such a young age. And whenever he thought about the fact that Yu Zinyin had sent her a message telling her that her parents had turned into zombies and she had to kill them, he felt even more upset.

Yu Huai's voice was a little muffled, "I will upgrade quickly too."

He wants to become strong and protect his sister.

After saying that, he got out of the car and joined the battle. When Zhao Cheng saw him get out of the car, he got out as well. Together, the two of them killed all the remaining zombies around them and dug out the crystal cores.

Yu Ziyin led them to the warehouse. When Yu Huai and Zhao Cheng saw the cables outside the warehouse and the amount of supplies inside, they couldn't help but click their tongues. Yu Ziyin then brought out the excuse she had made before the apocalypse, "Didn't I say I wanted to be a wholesaler? I couldn't choose a good location back then, so I had to buy a warehouse here. I heard from nearby residents that there were some petty thieves around here from time to time, so I blocked the cables and surveillance cameras. I didn't expect that just when I had everything ready, the apocalypse would come."

Yu Huai remembered that his sister had said before the end of the world that she wanted to be a wholesaler, and the doubts in his heart disappeared. "Yes, you did say before that you wanted to be a wholesaler or something like that. I thought you only wholesaled small items for girls, but I didn't expect you to sell these."

Yu Ziyin spread her hands, "Actually, we also need to look at the market research. We buy a little bit of everything and see which ones sell well and make the most money, and then we sell those."

Zhao Cheng looked around and up and down, and looked at Yu Ziyin with a thoughtful look, "You sell generators too?"