Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Yesterday, Song Xianyin ignored Zhou Zheng all day, and Zhou Zheng began to panic.

He had finally managed to get Song Xianyin to lower her guard; would all his previous efforts have been in vain?

But he couldn't find a chance to be alone with Song Xianyin at all; she was almost always glued to Xinlong.

"Xinlong, can you let me have some water today?" Song Xianyin pleaded pitifully.

By the end, Xinlong was exhausted, and the amount of water she added was nowhere near what it was at the beginning.

The other superhumans, having spent so much time with Song Xianyin, have roughly figured out what kind of person she is: weak, manipulative, and selfish.

If it weren't for Zhou Zheng, that treacherous son, protecting her, she would have starved to death long ago.

Zhou Zheng finally realized that this woman was no good, but unexpectedly, she hooked up with Xin Long again the next second, probably for that little bit of water.

The superhuman next to him sarcastically remarked, "You don't have any superpowers, why do you need water?"

Xin Long didn't have any objections. Anyway, she was going to let so many people off the hook, so Song Xianyin wouldn't make a difference.

As Xinlong was rinsing Song Xianyin's stomach, Song Xianyin looked at her with concern and asked, "Xinlong, are you very tired? Do you want to rest?"

She gently wiped the sweat from Xinlong's forehead.

Song Xianyin stared longingly at the water in the bucket. She needed to wash her hair today and hoped there would be more water. Sure enough, Xinlong filled the bucket with water for her.

Song Xianyin hugged Xin Long's arm, unable to stop thanking her. She wiped away her tears and said, "Thank you, Xin Long. No one has ever been so kind to me."

"So hypocritical," the man next to him muttered.

Zhou Zheng watched from the side with an extremely ugly expression. She had said these same words to him before, implying that she would only be nice to those who were of use to her.

Xin Long smiled at Song Xianyin: "No need to thank Miss Song."

Even if it was fake, she was still happy. She had gone easy on other superhumans so many times, but they had never thanked her, only thinking that it was what she should do.

Although her water-based abilities weren't the most aggressive, they weren't entirely without offensive capabilities either, but they all looked down on her abilities.

Zhou Zheng had been trying to talk to Song Xianyin all day, thinking she would apologize to him, but he didn't expect her to ignore him completely.

Zhou Zheng is now filled with deep regret.

"Ayin." Zhou Zheng finally found an opportunity and blocked Song Xianyin's path.

Seeing Zhou Zheng's troubled expression, Song Xianyin smiled at him and asked, "What's wrong, Zhou Zheng?"

Seeing that she was still willing to smile at him, Zhou Zheng felt less nervous: "Ayin, I was wrong last time. I shouldn't have said those things to you."

He sounded extremely annoyed: "It's all because they were talking nonsense in my ear that I started overthinking. We've known each other for so long, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Looking at Zhou Zheng's sincere face, Song Xianyin's eyes softened, and her voice choked up: "Zhou Zheng, I knew that wasn't what you really thought. We're best friends."

Seeing her like this, Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Ah Yin was very simple-minded; he had been too hasty. He was willing to take things slowly for her sake.

“Ayin, I’ll take you to a private room tonight. How can you stay in the same room with that kind of woman?” Zhou Zheng’s tone was somewhat disgusted.

Ah Yin is different from those women.

Song Xianyin said softly, "Zhou Zheng, I'll go tomorrow. I don't really want to go today."

Zhou Zheng knew she was feeling a little awkward, so he didn't force her. He smiled at her and said, "I'll do whatever you say, Ayin. I'll take you to a single room tomorrow."

Zhou Zheng said a few words to her and then hurriedly went to take a shower. Song Xianyin quietly watched his back.

Tomorrow everyone will go out to find food, and we don't know if we'll encounter zombies. If we do encounter zombies...

Song Xianyin lowered her eyes, wondering how she could make Zhou Zheng's death seem reasonable.

He's such a nuisance.

After Zhou Zheng finished showering, he put the food in his bag, and the others could tell what he was going to do just by looking at him.

"No way, Zhou Zheng, are you that shameless? You're practically begging to be licked."

Zhou Zheng ignored him: "Your methods won't work at all; we have to use my own."

The man next to him scoffed, "Bullshit, if your method worked, she wouldn't have kept you hanging for so long."

"Exactly, what if you're more assertive? Does she have the power to resist you?"

Zhou Zheng paused, his hand still holding the food. He concealed his emotions and said softly, "We'll see."

So that's how it can be done...

But if he does that, Ayin will be heartbroken; she trusts him so much. But this is the apocalypse, so this is understandable.

Early the next morning, all the superhumans went out to find food, leaving only a few ordinary people to guard the house.

Actually, there wasn't much in the house; most of the things were in Ruan Jingsheng's space.

But no one thought that Ruan Jingsheng would embezzle their food. He was a kind-hearted man, and he wouldn't embezzle food if anyone else did.

But the main reason why everyone trusts him is that he is the most aggressive lightning ability user. Without this, he would just be another Xinlong.

The large truck moved slowly through the desolate wasteland, with sandstorms raging like wild beasts. Song Xianyin covered her face to prevent the sand from getting into her eyes.

The man opposite her looked at her sarcastically and said, "I really don't know what someone without any superpowers is doing here. Are they just going to their death? Do they need someone to protect them?"

Song Xianyin held Xin Long's hand tightly and whispered, "I can be Xin Long's scapegoat."

Xinlong was taken aback by her words. No one had ever said such a thing to her since the apocalypse began.

Tiny grains of sand seeped into every crevice, causing everyone to cough incessantly.

Zhou Zheng felt the sand and dust getting into his eyes. He shielded his eyes and quickly squeezed next to Song Xianyin: "Ayin, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Song Xianyin's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at him, moved. "Thank you, Zhou Zheng."

Since he wanted to protect her so much, it would be normal for him to die for her, since he was the biggest threat to her right now.

Suddenly, a low growl came, and the sand on the ground gradually revealed a corpse. The skin on the corpse had rotted into a blackish-red paste, revealing reddish teeth.

The superhumans in the truck were on edge; there was just too much viscous liquid on the ground.

Suddenly, the truck's tires skidded violently, the front of the truck hit a sharp object, the truck's center of gravity shifted rapidly, and the superhuman inside the truck was violently thrown to one side.

The next second, the truck overturned completely, throwing all the superhumans off the truck, and the air was filled with screams and curses.

Countless zombies surged toward them, their putrid blood emitting a nauseating stench. Some were reduced to half their bodies, writhing as they crawled toward them.

As these superhumans grew stronger, the zombies became even more difficult to deal with than before.

Behind them lay a bottomless cliff, and they faced an unprecedented predicament.

Zhou Zheng struggled to deal with the zombies. His body was covered in zombie slime. He had been locked in a stalemate with these zombies for too long and was starting to feel exhausted.

"Pfft—" Zhou Zheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Song Xianyin remained hidden behind the superhumans, keeping a close eye on Zhou Zheng's situation.

Finally, Zhou Zheng, who was surrounded by several zombies, couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground. Just then, a zombie suddenly attacked him, and Zhou Zheng was knocked straight off the cliff.

Song Xianyin's eyes lit up. Could it be...?

But the next second, she saw a pair of hands grabbing onto the pebbles on the edge of the cliff. Song Xianyin pretended not to see them and kept hiding behind Xin Long.

Zhou Zheng's face was covered in veins, and he gritted his teeth as he shouted at Song Xianyin, "Ayin, save me!"

"Ayin—"

He felt his strength gradually waning.

Just then, a zombie rushed towards Xin Long, forcing Song Xianyin to take a few steps back. Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up when he saw Song Xianyin so close to him, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Song Xianyin!"

But Song Xianyin seemed not to hear anything and kept backing away. She screamed in fear and accidentally stepped on Zhou Zheng's hand.

Zhou Zheng's face turned pale with pain. He was completely too weak to make a sound. Song Xianyin's foot was pressing harder and harder. Zhou Zheng's face was covered in cold sweat. His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at his hand and shouted with all his might, "Song Xianyin!"

This useless piece of trash who can only scream and is deaf!

Gradually, he watched helplessly as the rock he was holding slipped from the ground, the wind whipping his face like a knife, and he grew further and further away from Song Xianyin's figure.

Just as he was falling off the cliff, he suddenly saw Song Xianyin turn around. She stared into his eyes, her eyes crinkling into a smile.

Finally died.