What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

Sheng Xue used her supernatural power to heal Xian Wenrui. When she met the face of "Fan Jian" close to hers, she blinked twice, unable to hide the resentment in her eyes. "Go with you?"

Fan Jian nodded as if he hadn't noticed anything. "Yes, come with me. I really liked the old base. It was quiet and there weren't many people. We can go back there. No one will bother us. It will be very safe."

Sheng Xue understood his unspoken meaning. They had indeed enjoyed a rare period of happiness in the post-apocalyptic world at the base at the foot of the mountain. Every day, all they had to do was cultivate, eat, and chat together.

But now they realize that even what they thought was safety was a form of confinement.

Fan Jian looked down and saw that Xian Wenrui's injuries were gradually healing. Sheng Xue's forehead began to sweat. Logically speaking, her superpowers should be able to regenerate severed limbs, but no matter how much of her superpowers she used, she could not make Xian Wenrui's left hand grow back.

"Fan Jian," who was squatting to the side, looked at the seriously injured and unconscious Xian Wenrui and sighed regretfully, "What a pity. He is one of the few people who are extremely sensitive to the control of superpowers, which is why he was able to create so many superpowered weapons. He shouldn't have this talent."

"Back in the lab, when he was able to create two types of superpower weapons that could fuse and upgrade superpowers, it really startled me. Although they were very crude weapons, some things have to be nipped in the bud, you know?"

Fan Jian looked troubled, but then produced a knife and, without giving Sheng Xue a chance to stop him, cut open Xian Wenrui's severed arm, feigning regret, "I didn't want this to happen either."

Sheng Xue pushed him away and spread her arms to protect Xian Wenrui. When she looked at "Fan Jian's" face, she was filled with fear.

"You don't need to waste your energy. His arm is ruined; consider it a lesson learned."

After saying this, Fan Jian looked hurt again. "You should be glad you met me, otherwise you wouldn't have survived. I will keep my promise. Otherwise, Xian Wenrui wouldn't be here right now."

This was the first time Fan Jian had eaten barbecue at the base at the foot of the mountain. It was such a hasty and rough way of eating, but it was surprisingly good. He wouldn't mind eating it a few more times.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to talk nonsense. He also has his own mission. Since those people have used illusions to deceive his mental power behind his back, it means that his identity has been exposed. Therefore, there is no need to stay here and pretend.

"Alright, it's time. You should come with me now."

Fan Jian reached out and grabbed Sheng Xue. The vines that kept spreading from his body didn't seem much different from Zheng Lin's superpower at first glance, except that his vines were darker in color. The vines wrapped around Sheng Xue and Xian Wenrui.

He also kindly warned, "Don't touch these vines, they can cause poisoning. At best, they will fester and at worst, you will die. It's best not to even think about trying, even if you are a healing-type ability user."

Sheng Xue was powerless to resist. She observed the abilities Fan Jian used. He could use ice-based abilities, and now he could use plant-based abilities, plus the fifth-tier mental ability that Zhang Wenjing had guessed existed...

She guessed that the monster in front of her probably had a similar ability to the Zombie King. The Zombie King's ability was to copy, but this person didn't seem to be copying indiscriminately.

For example, the plant-based superpower he is using now is clearly related to Zheng Lin's superpower, but the fact that he just reminded that the vine is poisonous at night shows that the plants he controls are different from Zheng Lin's plant-based superpower.

Sheng Xue suddenly remembered that Fan Jian had been touching other people in a familiar way. His superpower was less about copying and more about absorption.

The rampant vines burst through the window of the room, piercing large holes in the walls on all sides. Three vines quickly grabbed Zhang Wenjing, Xiaobai, and the half-dead fifth-tier monster and dragged them back.

Zhang Wenjing wanted to use her superpower, but she discovered a crushing force emanating from her mental sea, rendering her unable to move. If she moved, she would die!

The other vines lashed outwards, and "Fan Jian" went on a killing spree, just as he had said at the beginning: those who knew the secret could not live.

Zhang Wenjing was taken inside and saw "Fan Jian" sitting leisurely in a chair, with countless vines spreading from his fingertips. The vines grew larger and larger, but in his hands they were just a few threads.

Seeing the vines bring Zhang Wenjing and Xiaobai back, Fan Jian smiled and reached out to stroke Xiaobai's fur as usual.

"Little White, I've always wanted a mutant dog as smart, strong, and talented as you since I was a child. It's not in vain that I conducted countless experiments on you and personally crafted you into such a perfect dog."

Fan Jian smiled and stroked Xiao Bai's fur. The higher the level of the mutated beast, the higher its intelligence. Upon hearing this and sensing the aura emanating from Fan Jian, Xiao Bai instantly growled and barked wildly.

A shadowy memory instantly overwhelmed Xiaobai's mind. The fear etched into its bones made its claws slap the ground with a threatening sound, a fierce roar came from its throat, its fur stood on end, and it was deeply apprehensive.

Although Zhang Wenjing was a step too slow, his words made her expression change instantly. "Who are you?!"

"Fan Jian" covered his face with his right hand and laughed in his natural voice, "So, do you know who I am now?"

After her face was covered, the familiar sense of oppression made Zhang Wenjing's pupils constrict, and her memory instantly returned to the scene of being imprisoned in the laboratory, being cut up and experimented on like livestock.

She could clearly feel the knife cutting open her stomach, the other person examining the supernatural core inside her, the cold tweezers touching her internal organs, her ripped heart being played with in the air, and her constantly hovering between life and death.

She felt the pain and endured the fear, the pain almost killing her, but every time she woke up, she was as if she had never experienced anything and was still alive.

"I have clearly killed you!"

Zhang Wenjing's superpowers were somewhat out of control; her manic mental powers rushed towards the person in front of her, but were easily deflected by "Fan Jian".

Seeing the agitated Zhang Wenjing, he shook his head and chuckled, "You have indeed killed me. To be precise, you have indeed killed my previous body. I don't mind if you kill my current body. If you want to kill me, I have no objection."

Fan Jian opened his arms and looked at Zhang Wenjing with a smile. "You can kill this body at any time, but you have to ask Sheng Xue first. If she's willing, you can kill this body at any time."

Zhang Wenjing felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, a chill running through her from head to toe. She thought the person she had killed had now entered her companion's body, and she was completely unaware of it.