Survival of the Fittest, the Strong Survive!

Upon becoming a Professional, one received an initial skill—the skill that came automatically with becoming a Level 1 Professional.

The Dragon Totem's first skill was called Dragon Might.

The Dragon Totem mark on Jiang Yang's forehead flickered in and out of view as an aura of disdain for the world spread from him. In an instant, everyone fell silent.

The young men holding crossbows had Jiang Yang in their sights, yet none of them could pull the triggers. Liu Ping, who had been trying to call the police, froze where she stood without even managing to unlock her phone.

Dragon Might—the might of a dragon. It had an intimidating effect on all creatures weaker than its user.

Standing behind Jiang Yang, Ye Qingwei and Xiao Wan felt as if the blood in their bodies had frozen solid, leaving them unable to move.

Li Shun and Zhang Yao were no better off.

Qiu Chan's brows knitted tightly, cold sweat seeping from her body. It felt as though she were facing a primordial beast.

Jiang Yang was rather surprised as well. Though he was not a reincarnator and had no experience surviving in the Apocalypse, killing people felt as easy as chopping vegetables. He barely needed any time to adjust.

Could it be that I was born to be a villain?

Though his heart was filled with sighs, his expression remained cold. He slowly walked into the crowd, raising his blade and bringing it down.

Several guilty-looking young men who had tried to flee were cut down.

At last, he stopped before Liu Ping and sneered. "Try and see if you can make that call."

Cold sweat streamed down Liu Ping's face. Unable to move, she could not squeeze out a single word for a long while.

"Don't... don't come over... My husband is..."

Finding her too noisy, Jiang Yang grabbed her and threw her straight out the window.

A bloodcurdling scream was followed by the wet thud of flesh hitting the ground.

For a moment, the entire place was deathly silent.

Seeing the fear in everyone's eyes, Jiang Yang knew that some of them might think him cruel. But who told him he was a villain now?

A villain should act like a villain. He would crush every obstacle with thunderous force, without wasting time on pointless talk.

Still, he was not some madman who killed innocents indiscriminately.

Some people had merely been opportunists, blending into the crowd without making a move. Jiang Yang had no intention of troubling them.

Thus, Jiang Yang looked over the people present and slightly reined in his aura.

"Get out."

The tip of the Black Gold Ancient Blade pointed toward the door, ordering everyone present to leave.

The moment he spoke, some people began moving toward the exit. Others remained rooted in place, hesitant to move. A few female college students even approached Jiang Yang with fawning expressions.

"Big brother... can you take me in?"

"I can sing, and I know a little dancing too. Otaku dancing, though."

"Big brother, big brother, I can cook."

"Woof woof! I'll be big brother's dog!"

Jiang Yang did not spare these people a single glance. He simply waved his blade, signaling for them to get lost.

What a joke. Of Ye Qingwei, Qiu Chan, and Xiao Wan, which one was not better than every woman present?

"Get out, all of you. Don't wear out my patience."

As soon as Jiang Yang's indifferent words fell, everyone's faces turned pale, and they hurried away.

Watching from the back, Ye Qingwei somehow felt a faint surge of joy and relief at the sight.

After driving the group away, Jiang Yang walked over to Wu Lei.

"B-Boss..."

Wu Lei was covered in blood. There were no wounds from sharp weapons on his body; all his injuries had been inflicted by fists.

"Don't talk. I'll have you treated in a moment." Jiang Yang patted Wu Lei's shoulder. "If any of those bastards got away, once you're better, go settle the score with them yourself."

Wu Lei shook his head weakly. "The ones who started the trouble were already killed by Young Master. Leave the dirty work to me from now on..."

Ye Qingwei's face was pale as she forced down her discomfort and stepped forward to treat Wu Lei.

She was only a young girl who had not been off her sickbed for long. Seeing Zombies devour humans after the Apocalypse began had already been shocking enough.

Now, witnessing Jiang Yang kill people dealt far too great a blow to her innocent heart. For the time being, she was still filled with fear whenever she faced him.

With a deathly pale face, Ye Qingwei stretched out her hand, condensed a flicker of green light, and sent it into Wu Lei's body.

In just an instant, Wu Lei, who had been severely injured by those people, was fully restored.

Qiu Chan, Li Shun, and Zhang Yao watched from behind in surprise, though they had already grown somewhat accustomed to it.

Jiang Yang had noticed Ye Qingwei's performance today. It seemed he would have to give her a thorough education tonight.

Though the capable female housekeeper Xiao Wan felt physically unwell, she still greatly approved of her young master's actions.

If the order and laws of peaceful times no longer existed in the future, then only a decisive and ruthless personality like her young master's would be suited to survive in this world.

After all, this was the Apocalypse. Survival of the fittest—the strong survive!

As the butler, protecting the young master's safety was naturally his duty.

Jiang Yang clapped his hands. "Nothing else for now. Everyone, throw the corpses from this entire floor downstairs, seal off every passage, then head to the Meeting Room for a quick meeting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone began moving.

Li Shun and Zhang Yao were responsible for cleaning up, while Xiao Wan went back and forth, inspecting the area and locking every entrance.

Qiu Chan and Wu Lei grabbed the corpses and tossed them out the windows.

Before long, these renovated floors had been sealed off.

As for the people downstairs, Jiang Yang had no intention of dealing with them for the time being.

After all, this high-end hotel was far too large. He only cared about the few floors he had remodeled. Besides, Jiang Yang would be leaving this place before long anyway; it was merely a temporary stop in the early days of the apocalypse.

Once everything had been taken care of, everyone gathered in the Meeting Room.

After everyone took their seats, Jiang Yang briefly summarized the current situation.

Then, his gaze lingered momentarily on the three people who had stayed behind at the hotel before he asked, "Do you know what mistake you made?"

"Brother Jiang... I-I'm sorry! It was all my fault! It had nothing to do with Brother Wu or Sister Wan and the others..."

Ye Qingwei's pretty face flushed red as she lowered her head in guilt and admitted her mistake.

When those people had arrived at the base, she had been the one to open the door.

Thinking of what might have happened to her if Jiang Yang had not arrived in time, and if Wu Lei had not desperately held them back...

After all, the way those people had spoken and looked at her had been utterly lewd. She was no longer some innocent girl who knew nothing of the world.

After spending a night with Jiang Yang, she had already grown up.

Jiang Yang already understood the situation after hearing Ye Qingwei's apology.

Tonight, he planned to let Ye Qingwei "grow" some more. She needed to be properly punished—for example, by reciting the eighteen × technique mnemonic.

After all, Ye Qingwei had been a very useful helper in the original novel, but that was only in the later stages.

She had made plenty of mistakes early on, and her saintly compassion had nearly gotten Ye Fan killed many times.

In the apocalypse, anything was acceptable—except being a saint!

Jiang Yang did not merely intend to make Ye Qingwei physically take his shape; he also intended to mold her mind according to his own ideas.

So he said, "Don't apologize to me. You should apologize to Wu Lei, and to Xiao Wan."

"And to yourself!"

"The times have changed. You let them in, yet they wanted to occupy this place. Without the protection of absolute strength, don't casually indulge your kindness."

"Because that could very well get you and everyone around you killed!"

As Jiang Yang spoke, he released the faintest trace of Dragon Might. In the original novel, it had taken Ye Qingwei a long time to rid herself of that saintly mindset, but with Jiang Yang, she would not have that much time.

He was not Ye Fan. As the Son of the Plane, Ye Fan had the aid of an entire plane.

Going against the protagonist meant going against the whole world.

Jiang Yang did not want today's situation to happen again in the future.

"Brother Jiang... I understand!"

Ye Qingwei clenched her fists, her eyes brimming with tears—not because of Jiang Yang's scolding, but because her kindness today had placed Xiao Wan and Wu Lei in danger.

Wu Lei had been beaten into serious injury by those people, while Xiao Wan had been struck in the arm by an arrow.

She remembered all of it vividly.