Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Qiu Ling glanced at Fu Muyu, who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked, "Brother Fu, can I join?"

He knew that Brother Fu was more capable than the other. Although they were partners, Sister Long clearly listened to Brother Fu's opinions.

Sister Long seems a bit naive.

"I won't hold you back, nor will I freeload. I'll fight zombies and find food with you."

"I also have superpowers; I'm very useful."

Qiu Ling tried hard to sell himself; he didn't want to stay here. He knew his strengths, and he was even more aware of his weaknesses.

His special ability has no offensive power; he is still a child and needs to rely on others to survive.

But why would anyone take you in unless you have value and are worth helping?

"But you're not even as tall as a zombie," Long Yangyang retorted mercilessly.

Don't end up getting trampled by zombies before you even kill one.

Long Yangyang patted the child's head, looked at the little bean in front of her, and said earnestly, "Even though it's the apocalypse now, we still need to act within our capabilities, understand?"

If it weren't for the apocalypse, Qiu Ling would probably have a happy family and loving parents, right?

Hearing Long Yangyang's words, Qiu Ling's eyes reddened slightly: "Can't I? I'm really useful. I know that you have ice-type abilities, my sister has wood-type abilities, and I know the abilities of everyone in the hotel."

Qiu Ling's words piqued Long Yangyang's curiosity: "Anything else? What else do you know about me and Brother Yu?"

Qiu Ling blinked. "Anything else?"

He answered cautiously, "I can sense that Brother Fu's superpower is similar to that of the mutated rose, or even a little stronger."

"Sister, you're more skilled than everyone at the hotel, but not as strong as the mutated rose."

Hmm? Long Yangyang stared at Qiu Ling with her big almond-shaped eyes. Judging from the little bean sprout's eagerness to show off, he probably wasn't hiding anything.

In other words, he couldn't detect Fu Muyu's time-based ability and his own spatial ability.

【Yangyang, your spatial ability is a mutated all-encompassing spatial ability. Ordinary spatial ability users only have one storage space.】

Your spatial abilities not only allow you to teleport, but you also have other means of attack.

It's not that easy to find out. Besides, with me here, if you don't want people to know about your superpowers, I can help you hide them.

This child's special ability should be a mutation of mental power, allowing him to perceive the abilities of others.

As for Fu Muyu, the more powerful the ability, the harder it is to be detected. Moreover, his ability is only at the initial stage, not even at level one.

Fu Muyu is already at level three, and will soon be at level four. How could this child possibly sense his full strength?

Fu Muyu looked at the child in front of him, raised his hand and pinched Long Yangyang's cheek, and suddenly said, "You are not as enlightened as a child. Give him paper and pen and let him write down the superpowers of everyone in the hotel."

Long Yangyang looked at Fu Muyu with a puzzled expression. Was it really necessary? Didn't this child say that their abilities were superior to everyone else in the hotel?

Besides, she has a bunch of weapons in her storage space.

Aside from that mutated rose, they have nothing to be afraid of.

Although Long Yangyang didn't take it seriously, out of trust in Fu Muyu, she obediently pretended to reach into her backpack, but actually took out paper and pen from her spatial storage: "Here."

"If you want to join us, you have to demonstrate your abilities." Fu Muyu said, "We won't accept anyone who tries to use moral blackmail to freeload."

“Fu Muyu, he’s so young. You’re asking him to kill zombies? Besides, his ability has no offensive power at all,” Long Yangyang objected.

Fu Muyu's gaze was cold as he spoke calmly: "Do zombies care if you're a child or not? Do they care if your superpowers have offensive capabilities?"

"Yangyang, even a child knows how to survive in the apocalypse. You need to grow up."

Long Yangyang shrank her neck. Yes, the world has changed. Even such a young child is no longer innocent and naive.

Long Yangyang quickly grabbed Fu Muyu's arm and assured him, "Brother Fu, don't worry, I know. I will definitely not hold you back. I will grow up well."

Qiu Ling wrote down the superpowers of the people with superpowers in the hotel, and looked at the interaction between Long Yangyang and the other person: "Brother Fu, Sister Long, you two have such a good relationship."

Like my mom and dad.

Upon hearing Qiu Ling's words, Long Yangyang blushed instantly and quickly let go of Fu Muyu's arms. For some reason, she felt a little itchy inside, as if something was breaking free from its cocoon.

Qiu Ling unexpectedly met Fu Muyu's deep, captivating eyes, and was so frightened that she immediately dared not think wildly, lowered her head, and quietly completed her task.

"After you finish writing, clean the room and let's go to the rose garden."

Even before entering the rose garden, the fragrance of roses wafts through the air.

Under the scorching heat, the originally delicate flowers bloomed brilliantly and colorfully, their red blossoms flamboyant, displaying their uniqueness without a care in the world.

[Yangyang, be careful, it's a level three mutated rose!]

Xiao Fei noticed that the mutated rose was two levels higher than Long Yangyang's wood-type ability and reminded her.

Another one at the same level as Fu Muyu? Wasn't it said that at the beginning of the apocalypse, most zombies and alien plants were low-level zombies?

In just two days, they encountered two level 3 bosses.

Is this the difference between the female lead and cannon fodder? If this were a game, she'd start with a difficult dungeon.

[There must be fallen fragments of star energy in the rose garden, which were absorbed by the mutated roses; otherwise, the mutated roses shouldn't be of such a high level.]

Long Yangyang stared in astonishment at the roses in the garden, their stems as thick as an adult woman's arm, slender yet sturdy, covered with sharp, sword-like thorns.

Each rose thorn is about ten centimeters long, and it looks tough yet sharp, making people feel intimidated.

Its stem is covered with leaves, some of which are thick and dark green, while others are delicate and emerald green.

The edges of the leaves are serrated, with a fine groove in the middle and delicate patterns on them.

Perhaps sensing Fu Muyu's level, the two were not attacked by the roses after entering the rose garden.

The two dared not be careless and walked cautiously through the rose garden.

"The roses on the outside are all basic ones, but the roses we see now are first-level mutated plants."

Different levels of superhumans can sense each other. Long Yangyang could sense that this small grove of roses was actually all superhuman plants.

Fu Muyu nodded.

Along the way, the two encountered mostly zombies. Very few of the zombies had special abilities. Apart from the dual-ability zombie in the armory, they had only encountered level one ability zombies at most.

For the two of them, it was an easy problem to solve.

“Two levels, five plants.” Long Yangyang and Fu Muyu exchanged a glance, both noticing the seriousness in each other’s eyes.

Their level is high, but they still find it difficult to deal with so many mutated plants.

Ants can kill an elephant; among so many mutated roses, there is one that is the same level three as Fu Muyu's.

"Should we leave?" Long Yangyang was indeed eyeing the mutated rose's core to upgrade her wood-type ability.

After all, once she levels up, her wood-type ability will be able to purify zombie crystal cores.