"How boring, you never come when I invite you!"
The young man pouted disappointedly, preparing to roll up the car window.
"Next time for sure!"
Ji Mengyao waved to the young man through the window, though her expression suggested otherwise.
"Well, I'll be going then!"
The young man didn't persist, adjusted his sunglasses that had gone askew while talking, and accelerated his truck forward.
The truck's engine roared as it moved ahead of the pickup.
"What's going on here?"
Ning Yu was completely puzzled - what was a survivor base doing with so many zombies?
"Hehe, this is something you wouldn't understand, these are all treasures~"
Ji Mengyao said with a cigarette between her lips, showing a smug smile that seemed to say: Finally, it's my turn to show off.
"Little sister, have you studied steam engines?"
She had a show-off attitude, clearly repeating second-hand knowledge she'd heard from others.
Ning Yu found her behavior somewhat amusing and simply nodded slightly.
"All you need is water, temperature, and some equipment, and we can harvest energy, albeit with some losses."
The unfamiliarity in Ji Mengyao's voice made Ning Yu even more certain that she was just repeating what she'd heard from others.
She cleared her throat and continued:
"Don't underestimate these zombies. Just give them some flesh and blood to eat, and they'll keep moving energetically for a long time."
"Aren't they just like walking steam engines in this apocalyptic era? One burns water, the other burns flesh and blood."
"They don't know fatigue, have no emotions, just keep jumping around doing work, and their energy conversion efficiency is extremely high!"
"You know what this is? This is unlimited surplus value! And surplus value without having to consider humanitarian concerns!"
"Old Zhuang set up some machines to use them for generating electricity! These zombies are so energetic, let them work all they want!"
Ning Yu's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape. Even though Ji Mengyao was showing off with second-hand knowledge, it still shocked her.
What kind of crazy person would think about exploiting these monsters for their unlimited surplus value instead of figuring out how to kill them?
When she heard the word "humanitarian," Ning Yu couldn't help but imagine a comical scene:
People marching on the streets, holding up humanitarian signs reading "ZombieLivesMatter," passionately advocating for zombie rights.
She couldn't help but find this mental image hilarious.
Using zombies to generate electricity - now that's something. Let me translate what the hell this new energy source is all about.
It's truly a pollution-free, green new energy source. She definitely needed to check this out when she had the chance.
Ji Mengyao was clearly pleased with Ning Yu's surprised expression, looking very satisfied as she swayed to the music playing in the car.
They drove for a while longer, chatting about various things, with Ning Yu mainly gathering information.
Through the glass, Shen Yiyue glimpsed Ning Yu and Ji Mengyao chatting happily, feeling a bit sour and jealous, pursing her lips.
If only she had taken the front passenger seat!
"Sister, don't stop! What happened next between you and Sister Ning Yu?"
Seeing her sister suddenly staring at Ning Yu in the car and forgetting to continue the story, Shen Qianqian waved her small hand in front of Shen Yiyue's eyes.
"Oh, right, well..."
Shen Yiyue had to return to her storytelling, though her eyes kept secretly glancing at the driver's cabin.
Wu Di in his suit had returned to stand by the large box containing the chainsaw, scanning the surroundings.
They were getting closer to the Ark base, and the number of zombies had decreased again.
"It's just ahead!"
Ji Mengyao extinguished her last blueberry cigarette, finally not lighting another one.
With her excellent eyesight, Ning Yu could already see the Ark base ahead, which used to be Yida Plaza. After listening to Ji Mengyao's long-winded explanation, she was finally seeing it in person.
The base was surrounded by wire mesh barriers with spike obstacles on top, and trenches outside the wire mesh effectively prevented zombies from climbing.
In the center was a large connected shopping mall, linking several flat mall buildings through passages.
On the connected platform above, there seemed to be many plants growing, forming a buffer layer, above which were hotel-style apartments.
It was a very classic mixed commercial-residential structure, with residential areas above and shopping mall below.
The intelligence Lin Hao had provided earlier was basically accurate.
None of the surrounding buildings were connected to this place, so there was no worry about zombies jumping in from adjacent buildings.
This place was a perfect choice whether for accommodating many residents or converting the mall below into various facilities.
Ji Mengyao gradually slowed down, driving toward the base's main gate, which was one of the mall's entrances.
The mall originally had several ground-level entrances between the buildings, but they had all been blocked except for this largest opening.
A gate had been constructed with wire mesh, with uniformed personnel standing guard beside it.
Though their uniforms were just ordinary matching T-shirts, presumably used to distinguish different functions.
It made sense - who would have the luxury of printing proper uniforms during the apocalypse?
The guards at the gate showed familiar expressions upon seeing Ji Mengyao's pickup truck and came over for routine inspection.
"Uncle Li, I'm back~"
Among the inspectors, one older man was addressed as Uncle Li by Ji Mengyao - they seemed to know each other.
She stretched her hand out the window to greet him.
"Oh, it's Mengyao, good to see you back safely."
Uncle Li, wearing a baseball cap, showed a kindly smile. His temples were starting to gray - he must have been at least 50 years old.
"Are these all people you rescued from today's mission?"
He glanced at Ning Yu in the passenger seat, and Shen Yiyue and the children in the back.
"Yes, they are."
Ji Mengyao nodded slightly, while another young man who had come to check with Uncle Li was already running to open the gate.
"Remember to take them for inspection and then quarantine."
Uncle Li reminded Ji Mengyao before leaving, though he cast a few extra glances at Ning Yu in the passenger seat.
This beautiful silver-haired girl - why were her clothes so clean? She didn't look like someone who had been wandering in the apocalypse at all.
"I know!"
Ji Mengyao waved casually, clearly familiar with carrying out missions here.
The pickup truck slowly entered the Ark base, and Ning Yu finally saw what it looked like inside.
Behind them, Shen Yiyue and the children also stood up to look around.
The plaza surrounded by several shopping malls had a fountain in the center, though it was no longer running.
Various people were moving about around the plaza.
Some wore uniforms of the same color and style, shuttling between different buildings, apparently busy with tasks.
These must be the staff from different groups Ji Mengyao had mentioned.
Others were dressed casually, seemingly ordinary survivors.
Some were chatting in the plaza, while others hurried about carrying things, quickly disappearing into the buildings.
If one didn't look outside, they might think no disaster had ever happened here.
[Ding! Mission: Travel to the 'Ark' gathering point has been completed!]
[Rewards issued: Physical Ability *1, Charm *1, Points *3000]
As they entered the Ark, the system's reward notification arrived as expected.
Adding the 4000 points from killing the Greedy One and the points from zombies killed along the way,
Plus the remaining 2000+ points after buying the awakening potion, it suddenly became a total of 10750 points.
Seeing her five-digit point balance, Ning Yu no longer cared about the slight deviation in charm from earlier.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
