In this post-apocalyptic world, I unexpectedly became a star galaxy master.

I failed to complete the recruitment task assigned by the young lady today. What kind of punishment will she give me later?

Whips, electric shocks, freezing, branding, or a life-or-death struggle, viral needles, feeding zombies?

The thought of the young lady's endless ways of tormenting people sent chills down everyone's spines.

The young lady not only has many tricks up her sleeve, but she also likes to hold everyone accountable. If even one person fails to complete a task, everyone is punished.

"Men and women who like to wear black and white clothes? Pet cats with lightning-type superpowers?" The girl's clear voice was devoid of any emotion as she spoke each word clearly.

"You didn't even see their faces, and you've never seen them use any special abilities, yet you're already rushing to recruit them, and you've already been rejected. Hah." The girl sneered repeatedly, and the bodyguards broke out in a cold sweat.

"This really brings honor to the Bai family and to Bai Yirou."

None of the bodyguards dared to utter a sound. They looked at each other guiltily, then knelt down on the floor, not daring to raise their heads.

buzz~

The balance bike lifted off the ground and began to rise, stopping half a meter above the ground. With the girl's control, it slowly flew back and forth and side to side through the spacious living room of the villa.

In this era, similar aircraft are already commonplace. However, due to strict national control, they are mostly used only for military operations.

Civilian-use aircraft can only be used at various recreational flight bases. As for individuals, private flying in public places is illegal and strongly prohibited. Unless you have a sufficiently large space at home, you'll need a permit to fly there.

"Useless things, get out of here." The girl waved her hand, and the crowd, who had been looking down, all breathed a sigh of relief.

The young lady was unusually kind today, letting everyone off so easily. Upon receiving the order, the bodyguards scattered like birds.

"Bai Yi, go do it." The girl called out into the shadows.

A middle-aged man floated out from mid-air; he turned out to be a high-level wind-type ability user.

"Don't worry, Miss. Tomorrow, I will make sure those two ungrateful fellows who angered you never return."

"Okay. Don't let me down." The girl steered the balance bike toward the bedroom.

"And those dozen or so idiots from earlier, send them all to that madman." The girl's cold voice came from the closed door.

The wind-type ability user was taken aback, then quickly replied, "Yes."

As expected of the young lady, she is the family heir personally groomed by the old patriarch Bai.

He is shrewd, cold-blooded, ruthless, and has the demeanor of a great achiever.

He really thought that the young lady had let those people go, considering they had grown up with her.

He then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

He had been serving the old patriarch for over twenty years, but now his life was no longer in the young lady's hands.

If I can't satisfy the young lady this time, my life will be in danger.

Meanwhile, those who had already taken action to kill Hongtang and the other person had long since been sent to their deaths by Xue Li.

In the secluded villa area, chaos and turmoil had broken out.

The official deputy base chief was killed, and about a hundred bodyguards and superhumans were either dead, injured, or missing.

The base was immediately shocked.

Both the government and the military have dispatched personnel to investigate, search, and handle the aftermath. However, most of the military personnel have been transferred to other missions, leaving them short-handed and unable to cope.

Most of the officials were second-generation rich kids who were used to lording it over others, which demoralized the people. In the end, they were too weak to accomplish anything.

Various factions also caught wind of the disturbance and secretly mobilized their troops. In any case, the base was in complete chaos all night.

For Hong Tang and Xue Li, the instigators, none of this had any effect on them. After cooperating with the search, they went to sleep soundly.

Tomorrow we have to search for an oil tanker, something so important, so I need to conserve my energy.

The next morning, after breakfast, Hongtang took Xue Li and Ha Ge out. Now everyone at the base knew that the two of them had a cat that could generate electricity, so she openly brought Ha Ge out.

Finding a secluded spot, Hongtang packed up the RV and replaced it with Xue Li's Mercedes SUV.

The two arrived at the place they had arranged to meet Chen Qi and reunited with the Flying Tigers team.

The Flying Tigers are indeed a formidable team of superpowered individuals, as expected of the military.

Thirty military armored vehicles were neatly lined up at the front, followed closely by 20 extra-large trucks, all carrying many soldiers.

Hongtang and Xueli's SUV looked very small as it followed behind these big guys.

"These vehicles are all modified for the extreme weather of the apocalypse. The armored vehicle in front can directly run over 10 zombies and kill them..." Xue Li explained as he drove.

Hongtang sat in the passenger seat, listening with great interest.

Those armored vehicles are good; we could get one. Trucks are out of the question; we don't need them for now. Also, if they do find an oil tanker, how will they transport it back?

Hongtang kept muttering to herself while her hands kept moving. She petted the cat with one hand and held the test report for the white moth in the other.

Oh, so this creature is called a snow worm. The powder on its wings can contaminate water sources, fruits, vegetables, and fish. If humans eat food contaminated by it, they can contract diseases such as influenza, pneumonia, and diarrhea.

Fortunately, the snow worms were discovered early, and no snow worm infestation has occurred yet. Furthermore, the authorities have issued a notice reminding survivors to store ice and snow as a precaution.

Armored vehicles cleared the way, and everything went smoothly. Occasionally, they encountered small waves of zombies and mutated cats and dogs, which were all crushed by the massive iron blocks.

Every time this happened, Hongtang would send out Tengteng and Sisi to scavenge for the leftovers, and they managed to collect about ten crystal cores.

Mosquitoes may be small, but they're still meat, and it's free, so I'm quite happy.

Seeing the collapsed buildings frozen under the snow and the remains of various lives, a scene of utter devastation, Hongtang couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

After the extreme heat, I briefly "secluded myself" on the North Mountain, where resources were plentiful and life was stable. I did not witness those tragic experiences.

But what we see now is enough to imagine how miserable people's living conditions were back then.

Suddenly, Xue Li glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Boss, there's a car following us. They've been following us all the way."

Huh? There are 50 military vehicles leading the way. Who is so bold as to follow such a large convoy all the way?

Hongtang looked up and saw only the exhaust fumes from military trucks.

"They're probably just on a mission. Let's ignore them."

If no one provokes her, Hongtang will ignore them. But if they come looking for death, she won't hesitate to send them on their way.

Unfortunately, the other party was there specifically to cause trouble.

As the pickup truck roared past Hongtang and his group, someone leaned halfway out of the window, grinned maliciously, threw something onto the roof, and then disappeared in a flash.

Suddenly, a burst of cheerful and energetic music came from the roof of the car.

"Today is a good day, all my wishes will come true, today is a good day, let's open the door and welcome the spring breeze..."

Xue Li's face instantly darkened. The music was so loud; it would definitely attract the zombies and mutated animals nearby.

Those guys were really asking for it, but they were too fast and got away.

"Boss, a small group of zombies is charging over."