Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland: The Female Protagonist Has Become a God

Fang Zhiyi slowly raised her hand, a light blade that had just been formed in her palm. She looked at Fang Yanqing walking in front of her, her eyes filled with hesitation.

She didn't know if her current choice was right or wrong. As family members, they shouldn't hurt each other, but this was the best solution she could think of at the moment.

Fang Yanqing's pace suddenly slowed down, and soon his voice rang out in the passageway, reaching Fang Zhiyi's ears.

"Sister, you are my closest person. You will love me just like before, right?" There was a hint of expectation in his words.

Fang Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. Her closest relative? Hadn't Qingqing long considered Dr. S family and harbored resentment towards her, her own sister?

She asked uncertainly, "Am I your closest relative?"

"Of course." That is, provided you're on my side.

Having received an affirmative answer, Fang Zhiyi's already hesitant heart wavered even more. After struggling with her conscience for a while, she withdrew the light blade from her hand.

Fine, give him another chance. Family members are meant to be tolerated more often than strangers.

I hope Qingqing won't disappoint me again.

Fang Yanqing glanced at Fang Zhiyi behind him out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her retract the light blade that was about to stab him, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

She's such an easy person to fool; you can tie her down with just the word "family."

If it weren't for the fact that it might be useful later...

"When guests arrive, shouldn't we go and greet them so as not to keep them waiting? Otherwise, it would seem impolite of us."

Fang Zhiyi frowned and quickened her pace to catch up. "Qingqing, please don't hurt innocent people anymore. There have already been too many..."

"What if she's here to kill me? Is she innocent too?" He looked sharply at Fang Zhiyi, interrupting her.

Fang Zhiyi knew who he was talking about. That person had powerful abilities, on par with them. If they were to actually fight, neither of them would likely gain any advantage.

"It's all because you hurt her fiancé, and she's angry and coming after you for revenge."

Fang Yanqing gave a cold laugh, "Then do you know who her fiancé is?"

"Who?"

"Do you remember that group of mercenaries who broke into the lab a few years ago? One of them was injected with experimental drugs by Dr. S for several days in a row and still didn't die?"

Fang Zhiyi searched her memory for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, "It was him?!"

They killed Dr. S, the person she hated so much, so she had a clear impression of them.

“I haven’t seen him since, without a trace. I thought he was dead,” Fang Zhiyi said.

She had witnessed the fate of many people who were captured by Dr. S for experiments; without exception, they all died in excruciating pain within half a day.

Thinking back to that man, she couldn't help but admire him, saying he was a man of courage and integrity.

“Death? He’s incredibly resilient. We experimented on him for days on end and still couldn’t kill him. In fact, he became the Zombie King because of it!” Fang Yanqing said bitterly.

He stretched out his hand, looking at the lightning power in his palm that he could no longer use, and gritted his teeth in anger.

Seeing his sudden movement, Fang Zhiyi asked, "What's wrong, Qingqing?"

"My lightning powers are gone."

"It was perfectly fine, how could it be gone?"

"It was taken by that damned but immortal guy!"

Fang Zhiyi gripped his wrist worriedly, "Qingqing, you don't have any superpowers now? What are we going to do then?"

She grabbed Fang Yanqing and suddenly turned around, saying, "Qingqing, you should leave now. When she comes, I'll hold her off for you. If she wants us to pay with our lives, then let her take mine."

Hearing this, Fang Yanqing felt a sense of relief, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips. But it was only for a moment before her face turned cold again, and she shook off Fang Zhiyi's hand.

"I say you underestimate me too much. Do you think I've been playing around all these years? Regaining a superpower is as easy as it gets for me. It's just that I'm really angry that my favorite superpower was taken away by my enemy."

Upon hearing that he also possessed supernatural abilities, Fang Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, then said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, Qingqing. I didn't mean to underestimate you, it's just that I've known too little over the years."

To prevent her from seeing Fang Yanqing, Dr. S gave her a cake on her birthday under the guise of celebrating her birthday.

They had only been adopted recently, and Dr. S was still wearing a mask of hypocrisy. She ate the cake, which had been laced with an unknown drug, without any suspicion.

From then on, her hair turned white overnight, and whenever she was exposed to sunlight, her whole body would itch unbearably, followed by a stinging pain like being pricked with needles. The symptoms would last for seven days before they would completely disappear.

Although it wouldn't kill her, it was an immense torment to her body and mind.

As a result, she could only live in darkness, residing in a basement where she never saw the light, with very little contact with the outside world.

Over the years, she has relied entirely on the frequent visits from that girl named Xiaoliu, who would tell her about the local dialect and things happening outside.

Thinking of this, she suddenly asked, "Qingqing, where's Xiaoliu? I haven't seen her since. Didn't she come to keep you company today?"

Upon hearing the name, Fang Yanqing paused for a moment, then lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Fang Zhiyi smiled and continued, "This girl is deeply in love with you, Qingqing, you mustn't hurt her..."

"She's dead," Fang Yanqing calmly interrupted her.

Fang Zhiyi's smile suddenly froze. She couldn't believe what she had heard and asked again uncertainly, "What did you say?"

"You heard right, it was that person who killed her, he killed Xiaoliu."

He knew perfectly well that Fang Zhiyi had a good impression of Xiao Liu and cared about her to some extent. Seeing the anger on Fang Zhiyi's face, he was extremely satisfied.

Hate them more, so you can help him deal with that troublesome guy without any worries.

"Where is Xiaoliu?" Fang Zhiyi's voice trembled slightly. She tried her best to remain calm on the surface, but her heart was already filled with grief because of Xiaoliu's departure.

In the dark and gloomy basement, she was accompanied by loneliness day after day. Fang Yanqing did not like her appearing in front of him, nor would he come to visit her.

This monotonous life only changed with the arrival of Xiaoliu. Xiaoliu treated her extremely well, even better than her own younger brother.

In her heart, Xiaoliu was like a flower blooming in the desert, a ray of light shining into her darkness. Now that she's gone, it means that flower has withered, and her world is without that ray of light.

“It’s inside.” Fang Yanqing looked at the laboratory door and gestured with his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhiyi walked quickly, but after a few steps she turned to running.

As Fang Yanqing watched Fang Zhiyi's retreating figure, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Isn't this what I wanted to see? Why am I feeling inexplicably irritated?

His hands, which were tucked into his pockets, slowly clenched into fists as a tremendous sense of panic enveloped him.

“I am the person closest to you, why do you care so much about others?” he murmured softly.

I can dislike you, not care about you, even hate you and hurt you, but you can't, you can't...