The Mysterious Woman Reappears...

The woman silently turned around and looked in the direction Wang Ye had left. A trace of contemplation unexpectedly flickered in her eyes before she vanished from the spot.

By the roadside, Wang Ye leaned Zhou Han against a tree while he sat on the ground, gasping heavily.

The pain in his chest continually assaulted Wang Ye's nerves.

Wang Ye clutched his chest and coughed softly.

After a long while, Zhou Han slowly opened her eyes. For an instant, her gaze was filled with indifference.

But the next second, it turned into a sweet smile as she looked at Wang Ye. "Big brother, I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"

Her pale face and sweet smile made one unable to resist the urge to protect her.

But Wang Ye merely gave her a bland glance. "You should thank the Thunder Sound Fruit instead."

"Otherwise, you'd already be a corpse."

Wang Ye mocked her silently. Sure enough, he had no idea what he had been thinking to actually trust this woman.

Puffing out her cheeks, Zhou Han gave a soft snort. "You got the Thunder Sound Fruit and the Prayer Beads, right?"

As she spoke, Zhou Han turned her head away in a huff.

But after a long time, Wang Ye still made no move to comfort her.

"Give me the Prayer Beads."

Zhou Han silently held out her delicate little hand.

After placing the Prayer Beads in Zhou Han's hand, Wang Ye said coldly, "Get some rest. The road back might not be peaceful either."

"Hmph!"

Zhou Han pouted in dissatisfaction and put the Prayer Beads around her fair wrist.

"Ah! My hair!"

Feeling a chill on her scalp, she instinctively reached up to touch it, only to discover that a small tuft of hair above her forehead had disappeared at some point, leaving behind a faint wound.

Seemingly realizing what had happened, Zhou Han flew into a rage. Like a little chili pepper, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm so pissed off! No, I'm going back to destroy it!"

As she spoke, Zhou Han rolled up her sleeves and rose to her feet through gritted teeth.

Only after noticing that Wang Ye had been silently watching her with a strange look the entire time did Zhou Han weakly sit back down.

"You could've at least pulled me back."

As she spoke, she sorrowfully fussed with her hair, utterly distressed.

Heh heh.

Wang Ye chuckled twice, no longer bothering with this crazy woman. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested.

The atmosphere gradually grew quiet.

After a long while, Wang Ye finally finished regulating his body. He carefully stuck the Paper Money back onto his hand, and feeling his energy being suppressed, he let out a sigh of relief.

As a Superhuman, constantly feeling one's life slipping away was a terrifying thing.

At some point, Zhou Han also gradually opened her eyes. She gave Wang Ye a cold look and said flatly, "We can go."

"Sometimes, I suddenly feel like..."

"I prefer you when you're like this."

Wang Ye smiled lightly at Zhou Han, rose to his feet, and slowly headed back along the route they had taken.

Zhou Han followed behind Wang Ye. As she watched his back, an unusual glimmer flickered in her cold eyes.

After a long while, "Sure enough, the Wasteland isn't a place just anyone can enter!"

Spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, Wang Ye looked at the city before him and complained.

Zhou Han silently glanced at Wang Ye, her expression complicated. "At least someone who fought with all their strength has the right to say that."

"You weren't even willing to use your superpower the whole way. Are you really that afraid of dying?"

As she spoke, Zhou Han raised a middle finger at Wang Ye.

"Ignorant woman." Wang Ye gave Zhou Han a casual glance, then looked at the Investigator guarding the entrance. He took out his identification, confirmed his identity, and returned to the city.

Zhou Han sighed helplessly and walked in as well.

"Alright, happy cooperation!"

"This was our first collaboration, and I hope it'll also be our last!"

Feeling the bustle of people coming and going, Wang Ye's mood improved considerably. Looking at Zhou Han, he smiled faintly. "Oh, right. I've welded the windows shut."

"So give up on the idea of sneaking into my home to murder me."

After saying that, Wang Ye vanished into the crowd with his hands behind his back, like an old man taking a stroll after a full meal.

For some reason, after being reborn, his mentality seemed to have gradually grown younger as well.

"Hehe."

Zhou Han watched Wang Ye's departing back, the corners of her lips curving slightly upward.

"Damn it. Big sis, are you seriously not done yet?"

Wang Ye opened his door and saw Zhou Han sitting on the sofa, smiling at him. His face instantly darkened.

In the air, a Golden Dagger kept flying around in front of Wang Ye, needling at his nerves.

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched slightly. He slapped the dagger aside. "How did you get in this time?"

"I can control window handles, so of course I can control doors too." Zhou Han looked at Wang Ye with a sweet smile, her eyes narrowing into crescents.

"..."

Wang Ye took a deep breath. A hemp rope instantly whipped through the air, coiling toward Zhou Han. At the same time, the Boning Knife slid into his hand, radiating a cold aura.

Without hesitation, Wang Ye charged at Zhou Han.

Zhou Han cried out in surprise and narrowly dodged the hemp rope. Her feet left the ground as she flew over Wang Ye, landing by the doorway. She gave a bright laugh. "It was just a joke! I only wanted to prove that welding the windows shut can't stop me!"

Seeing Wang Ye's expression grow colder and colder, as though he might attack again at any moment, she finally said guiltily, "Alright, alright. I'll knock next time."

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving. I'm going home."

With that, under Wang Ye's gaze, she calmly opened the door across the hallway.

Wang Ye: ???

"Oh, right. Starting today, I'm your new neighbor~" Standing in the doorway, Zhou Han turned around and gave Wang Ye a sweet smile before closing the door.

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched.

"Looks like I should consider moving."

After closing his door, a thoughtful look flashed through Wang Ye's eyes.

Meanwhile, in the room across the hall, Zhou Han's smile gradually vanished. Sitting on the sofa, she instantly became more mature, a contemplative look flashing through her eyes.

Downstairs from Wang Ye's home, the woman with a Bronze Nail driven into the top of her head stood in the residential complex. She raised her head, her hollow eyes silently fixed on Wang Ye's window.