The Undead

Zhou Rong tentatively asked, “Do you like that girl?”

Zhou Rong had a thousand words stuck in his throat, making his temples throb: “Then you still…”

“That girl,” Si Nan looked around the corridor, suddenly lowering his voice seriously: “She likes Yan Hao, keep an eye on that.”

At that moment, Si Nan’s tone could almost be described as friendly. Zhou Rong stared at him, suddenly feeling something was off.

But he had no time to think about what was wrong, as Si Nan turned and went back to the rear workshop to mix his black powder.

Three days later, Zhou Rong personally finished counting the last box of ammunition, slammed the rear cabin door shut, and shouted: “Move out!”

The armored vehicle slowly drove out of the factory area under the watchful eyes of men, women, young and old. In the rearview mirror, people’s faces—showing reluctance, gratitude, anticipation, fear, and worry—gradually became smaller.

Six special forces soldiers and one unofficial combat personnel sat in the vehicle, fully armed, wearing Kevlar protective suits and carrying micro-submachine guns. Zhou Rong was about to say something to boost morale when he saw Si Nan stand up, swiftly pull open the rear door, and jump off the moving armored vehicle.

Zhou Rong leaned out and roared: “My little ancestor, what are you doing now!”

Si Nan ran to Wu Xinyan at the front of the crowd, pulling out a glass bottle etched with countless cracks and filled with an unknown substance from the layers of soft padding in his tactical shoulder bag, handing it to her briefly:

“Avoid jostling, try to throw it far.”

Wu Xinyan gripped the nitroglycerin bottle like a soldier about to enter battle, nervously asking, “What if it’s not far enough?!”

Si Nan was silent for a moment, “Pray.”

“…” Wu Xinyan helplessly said, “I’ll practice with some rocks first.”

Not far away, Zhou Rong sighed and reached out to ruffle Chun Cao’s hair: “Cao’er…”

His adopted daughter, who was wiping a gun barrel, didn’t look up and asked, “What?”

“Do you think Dad should find an Omega and settle down?”

Everyone in the vehicle looked up in shock, with Yan Hao driving the car in a large S-shape.

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