Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter Eighteen: The Burning of the Rose Garden

"Brother Fu, Sister Long." Qiu Ling led Pang Bo out of the crowd and the two walked behind Long Yangyang.

As they passed Fu Muyu, Qiu Ling used lip reading to signal to the two of them to be careful of Wang Quan.

Long Yangyang raised an eyebrow knowingly. Needless to say, she didn't have a good impression of this person who had come to cause trouble so early in the morning.

If these people resort to underhanded tactics later, Long Yangyang will naturally not be polite to them.

Her spatial blade is no joke, not to mention, she also has a whole bunch of weapons hidden in her space.

"Let's go." Long Yangyang took Fu Muyu's arm and led the way towards the rose garden.

As they passed Wang Quan and his group, Long Yangyang gestured for them to walk together.

"Boss, are we really going to the Rose Garden?" one of Wang Quan's men leaned over and asked in a low voice.

The fear in his eyes was clearly visible. "These roses are really weird, boss."

Wang Quan replied with a gloomy face, "Do you think I don't know that?"

If it weren't for these deadly roses, he would have been a local tyrant in the hotel long ago.

“Follow them. If they can really eliminate Rose, that’s fine,” Wang Quan’s venomous gaze fell on Fu Muyu and the others. “If they can’t, let them buy us time to escape.”

"Boss is wise," one of Wang Quan's lackeys flattered.

"Countless green leaves and branches intertwine, a single flower displays two colors, light and deep red." The tall roses in the rose garden are as fiery as fire, their beauty undiminished even in the high temperatures.

“Yangyang.” Fu Muyu turned around and gestured to Long Yangyang.

Long Yangyang nodded, and the next second, four one-liter gasoline cans filled with gasoline suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Spatial ability!" exclaimed a small man following behind Wang Quan.

Long Yangyang's move made many of Wang Quan's underlings envious.

These days, who hasn't read a few novels?

Especially with the emergence of the apocalypse and zombies, they have gained superpowers.

If you ask what everyone wants most, isn't it just a space to store things?

Even if it can't be used for planting or to hold people, it's enough to keep things fresh in this hot weather.

Qiu Ling was equally surprised and glanced at Long Yangyang a few more times. Sister Long also had spatial abilities, yet he hadn't sensed them with his own.

"Don't just stand there doing nothing, quickly pour the gasoline into the rose garden."

As soon as Long Yangyang finished speaking, everyone understood her and Fu Muyu's plan.

"Ah Da, Lao Huang, hurry up!" Wang Quan immediately picked up an oil drum and threw it to his underlings, ordering them to get to work quickly.

Wang Quan was very clever; he chose to use his speed-type ability users as his subordinates. "Before these roses can react, quickly pour the oil on them."

"Yes, boss."

With the help of the speed-type ability user, the rose garden was soon filled with the stench of gasoline.

"Brother Pang, make your move."

Upon hearing Long Yangyang's words, Pang Bo immediately used his special ability, sending five football-sized fireballs hurtling down in different directions.

As the fireball fell, fueled by the gasoline, the flames instantly spread in all directions, creating a vast sea of ​​fire that surged and roared, one wave after another, engulfing the tall rose with menacing force.

Smoke billowed below the sea of ​​fire, like dark clouds descending from the sky.

Seemingly sensing danger, a rustling sound emerged from the thick black smoke.

"Whoosh—" "Whoosh—"

The mutated rose's tendrils burst forth from the thick black smoke beneath the flames, lashing out at Long Yangyang and the others from all directions. The vines twisted like venomous snakes, encircling them.

Wang Quan's two henchmen were caught off guard and instantly sucked dry by the mutated rose vines. The vines, which had originally been dark green, turned reddish-green due to excessive blood loss, creating a bizarre and nauseating scene.

Many of Wang Quan's men were terrified by the horrific sight.

He stared blankly at the two people who had been sucked dry.

Taking advantage of the people's dazed state, the rose vines, like venomous snakes, seized the opportunity to coil around them, turning them into fertilizer as well.

"Run!" Wang Quan made a quick decision. He didn't intend to stay here any longer and become fertilizer for the mutated roses. He ran towards the hotel parking lot.

When Wang Quan's surviving underlings saw that their leader had run away, they immediately followed him and fled to a place they thought was safe.

Seeing the vines rushing towards her, Long Yangyang didn't hesitate and threw out a series of spatial blades.

The venomous rose vines were instantly shredded by the spatial blade, and a rich rose fragrance wafted over, making Long Yangyang feel dizzy.

[Be careful, Yangyang; the fragrance of flowers can cause dizziness and hallucinations.]

"Oh my god!" Long Yangyang complained.

"Brother Fu, be careful, the fragrance of the flowers is poisonous," Long Yangyang warned.

"I know." Fu Muyu, carrying Qiu Ling on his back, stopped attacking the rose vines with ice arrows and ice spikes and instead used freezing magic to freeze all the rose vines that were attacking him.

No matter how much a mutated rose mutates, it is still a plant. As long as it is a plant, it is afraid of fire and cold, unless it evolves the ability to resist fire and frost.

The vines that had been set ablaze didn't care about chasing the humans anymore; they frantically swung their branches, trying to extinguish the flames.

But the wind fanned the flames, and the more it was flung, the bigger the fire became.

Seeing that the flames couldn't be extinguished, the mutated rose tried to put them out with its remaining branches, only to find that the remaining branches were also set ablaze.

As for Pang Bo, Fu Muyu had already reminded him to find a safe place to hide when he had exhausted his supernatural abilities.

"Xiao Fei, how many crystal cores have you collected?"

Looking at the rose petal ashes scattered all over the ground, Long Yangyang asked curiously.

[Yangyang, I was just about to remind you, you burned so many roses, but didn't get a single crystal core.]

What? How can it be?

When she and Brother Fu went to explore the Rose Garden yesterday, they clearly sensed a lot of the aura of the roses with supernatural powers.

【Yangyang, based on my judgment, the level 2, level 1 and primary mutated roses you all feel are probably divisions of level 3 mutated roses.】

This must be its skill—cloning. The clones are weaker than the original body. Yangyang, it has quite a few clones, be careful.

"This skill is insane!" Long Yangyang exclaimed. "One rose is worth an entire army."

No wonder it's a mutated rose that leveled up to level three at the start of the apocalypse after obtaining a Star Source Fragment. Even the legendary Fu Muyu doesn't have such amazing skills.

So all that fire they set for so long was just burning its underlings?

Despite losing so many of its minions, the powerful vitality of the mutated plant probably didn't even scratch its surface.

Long Yangyang recalled Qiu Ling's sensory abilities and asked for confirmation, "Lingling, tell me, is there only one mutated rose in this rose garden?"

Qiu Ling nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

One? Upon hearing this, Fu Muyu instantly understood what the two meant: "Lingling, point out the location of the mutated rose. Yangyang, take Lingling and me there."

“I understand,” Long Yangyang replied.