Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter Seventeen: Night Raid

That night, the heat did not subside at all despite the sun setting.

"Brother Fu, the air conditioner isn't working properly. Could you put some ice on the floor?"

Fu Muyu looked helplessly at Long Yangyang, who had already taken her third shower inside the house. Oh well, in this hot weather, the water in the Shanhe Dam will evaporate quickly, and the city's water supply system will probably be paralyzed soon.

Let the little girl take baths as many times as she can while she still can.

Fu Muyu waved his hand, and the floor of the room was instantly covered with ice. Seeing Long Yangyang come out of the bathroom, he said, "Hurry up and rest. It's rare to have a bed."

After all, they had basically rested in the car the whole way, and sometimes they had to travel at night and keep watch. Coupled with the scorching heat, they simply couldn't get proper rest.

Long Yangyang nodded.

With Fu Muyu's ice and the powerful cooling of the air conditioner, the room temperature finally dropped to around 30 degrees Celsius.

Long Yangyang fell asleep shortly after lying down on the bed.

Seeing that Long Yangyang was fast asleep, Fu Muyu used his supernatural ability again to surround the room's windows and all the surrounding walls with two-meter-thick ice walls before lying down on his own bed and falling asleep.

At this moment, the two were unaware that as night deepened, the entire hotel became the hunting ground for the mutated roses.

Perhaps spurred by Fu Muyu's level, the mutated rose tonight did not choose just one person as its food, unlike the previous two days.

Countless vines seemed to come alive suddenly, rushing towards the people who were still patrolling with sharp barbs.

These people, seemingly oblivious to the rose vines right in front of them, continued their inspection.

The mutated rose, now at level three, is beginning to show signs of developing its own intelligence.

It first uses its own fragrance to induce hallucinations in the patrolling people, making them blind to the danger right in front of them.

Then, the rose vines branched out and wrapped around these people. With a strong pull, the thorns on the vines immediately grew longer and pierced into the people's bodies.

The bound humans were covered in a dense array of sharp spikes, but they seemed oblivious to it all. Instead, they wore joyful smiles, as if they were doing the happiest thing in their lives. They didn't notice anything amiss until the blood-sucking vines drained all the blood from their bodies.

The vines, embedded in the human body, swelled up into small bumps, moving little by little, transporting blood in a continuous line towards the roots, just like the blood vessels of a mutated rose.

The rose vines that had drunk blood turned from tender green to a dark green. The delicate little flowers that were once buds on the vines bloomed instantly, as if they had received enough nutrition, and were exceptionally beautiful in all colors.

The rose vines didn't even spare the corpse that had been drained of its life force. They dragged the body back and buried it in the increasingly lush rose garden, covering it completely in the soil beneath the roses.

It was as if they didn't exist.

The hotel was empty except for a few drops of blood; there was nothing there, not a trace of human presence.

After an unknown amount of time, the second group of people assigned to patrol came out.

The rose vines followed the same pattern, and the second group of patrollers could not escape the clutches of the mutated roses, nor could they escape the fate of being drained of their blood and turned into fertilizer.

The next morning, Long Yangyang was woken up by the sound of banging on the door.

Looking at the nearly one-meter-long ice wall blocking the doorway and then at the water stains on the floor, Long Yangyang thought: No wonder I slept so comfortably last night and didn't feel hot at all. It turns out that Brother Fu surrounded the room with an ice wall.

I don't know how thick the ice wall was, but after a night, it was still almost a meter thick.

"Brother Fu?" Long Yangyang blinked, not understanding why it was so noisy so early in the morning.

Fu Muyu ignored this and calmly looked at the doorway blocked by the ice wall after slowly tidying up: "It's okay, they can't get in."

Long Yangyang nodded, took her clothes, and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, I took out three steamers of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) and two bowls of millet porridge from my storage space and placed them on the table.

"Shall we eat first?"

Fu Muyu nodded.

Half an hour had passed by the time the two finished their meal.

The noise outside continued unabated. After becoming superhumans, their senses became even more acute, and they could easily hear the voices outside.

"Boss, no one has opened the door yet. Could they have been kidnapped by Rose to be used as fertilizer?"

"Ha, if they really get dragged away and used as fertilizer, with so many of us, surely we can open the door?"

Keep in mind that there are six people with superpowers here.

"Do you want to rest a little longer?" Fu Muyu asked.

Remembering their agreement with Pang Bo to deal with the mutated rose, Long Yangyang shook her head. The sooner they subdued the mutated rose, the faster they could leave.

Long Yangyang didn't really like the other group of people at the hotel.

Fu Muyu removed the ice wall at the door. Wang Quan looked at the door that creaked open and glanced around. "Come on, come in with me."

Upon entering, Wang Quan noticed the water stains all over the floor and the thick layer of ice plastered on the wall opposite the window.

Wang Quan was still shaken. Such a thick ice wall—was it an ice-based superpower? It was far more powerful than Pang Bo's little fireball.

Wang Quan looked at Fu Muyu with some apprehension. His originally hostile attitude unconsciously turned into a cautious one: "Brother, it's not that we want to bother you, it's just that last night, out of the three patrol teams, all six of us are gone."

"Although you just arrived yesterday, you must have heard about the man-eating rose, right?"

Fu Muyu nodded: "I heard Brother Pang mention it. We were planning to go to the Rose Garden today. If possible, it would be best to finish it off. Brother Pang has already agreed to come with us. I wonder..."

Fu Muyu's unspoken meaning was quite clear: he was asking Wang Quan if he was willing to join forces to eliminate the mutated roses.

The mutated rose is incredibly difficult to defend against, and even now, Wang Quan is unaware that any of his subordinates were killed by it.

He has many men under his command. If the mutated rose eats one person a day, as long as it doesn't eat him, Wang Quan still values ​​his life and doesn't want to confront the mutated rose for the time being.

However, six people went missing last night.

Wang Quan was no longer calm.

Aside from those who had turned into zombies, there were fewer than a hundred survivors in the hotel.

Judging by how the mutated rose was eaten last night, it might be my turn soon.

Wang Quan thought that since someone was willing to take the lead, he would naturally agree. He would just hide in the back and try to kill the mutated rose if possible. If not, he could take advantage of someone attracting the mutated rose's attention and escape.

“Of course I agree. I lost so many brothers yesterday. I’ve come here today to ask if you are willing to come with me to eliminate the mutated roses,” Wang Quan said righteously.