Continue Cultivating Ye Qingwei

Jiang Yang's mind wandered, and his mischievous hands began to move on their own.

Ye Qingwei's pretty face flushed as she shot him a sidelong glance. "Stop it, bro. How can I focus on watching Sister Xiao Wan fight like this?"

She had made up her mind yesterday—she absolutely couldn't cause her brother any more trouble from now on! She had to become his help!

Qiu Chan, carrying the Tang Saber on her back, watched Jiang Yang and Ye Qingwei flirting, feeling an inexplicable irritation stir inside her.

Li Shun and Zhang Yao were preparing for battle, while Wu Lei toyed with a shield.

"How's the weapon?"

Jiang Yang glanced over. He had no use for the Vibranium Round Shield himself, so giving it to Wu Lei was perfect—the guy was meant to be a meat shield anyway.

"Great, thanks boss!"

Wu Lei couldn't stop admiring the shield Jiang Yang had given him. It had no paint on it at all, looking like it had just come off the assembly line.

But if you looked closely, you'd notice the shield's surface had no grain whatsoever.

You see, anything made of metal has some fine lines on its surface—marks left behind during smelting. Yet this metal round shield was completely smooth.

It looked as if it were naturally formed. Wu Lei couldn't imagine which Craft Shop or factory could produce such craftsmanship, but since Jiang Yang had handed it over, he didn't dwell on the questions.

If the boss gave it, he'd take it. As for repayment, his actions would speak for themselves later!

Still, didn't this shield look a bit like Captain America's?

Wu Lei scratched his head and gripped the shield tighter.

By now, Xiao Wan had already blown a Zombie's head off. It was his turn!

What followed was Wu Lei's brutally straightforward fight.

With the Vibranium Round Shield, he didn't even bother with the Fire Axe. He charged in, sent a Zombie flying seven or eight meters, then pounded it with the shield until it was nothing but pulp.

He was already shaping up to be a proper meat shield.

Next came Li Shun and Zhang Yao. Their fights were similar to Ye Qingwei's, though Zhang Yao performed worse.

Jiang Yang had originally only planned to take in Li Shun.

Li Shun's loyalty was as high as seventy-nine, while Zhang Yao's was only forty-three.

But Jiang Yang knew Li Shun's character. He was his underling after all, and letting Zhang Yao join for Li Shun's sake wasn't a big deal—he was short on hands anyway.

Seeing that everyone had some skill now, and with Qiu Chan around to keep things in check, Jiang Yang let them continue clearing Zombies on the lower floors to hone themselves. He, meanwhile, carried Ye Qingwei back upstairs, ready to delve deeper into how her ability could restore stamina.

After all, Ye Qingwei was fundamentally a healer—she couldn't be too weak, but she didn't need to charge into battle either.

But the future Ye Qingwei would far exceed Jiang Yang's expectations.

In the later stages of the Apocalypse, Ye Qingwei, though a healer, could constantly stack buffs on herself.

At her peak, her physical strength surpassed even a warrior's. Known among Apocalypse survivors as the Melee Queen, a single punch from her could split a river—no joke.

While Jiang Yang was "delving deeper" into Ye Qingwei.

At a small inn not far from Linjiang University.

The chaos triggered by the Apocalypse hadn't settled yet.

Zombies wandered aimlessly on the streets, swaying. No pedestrians were in sight, only the occasional abandoned car blaring its alarm.

Inside the small inn, Ye Fan had killed off the Zombies on his floor.

The inn was small—only five or six rooms on his floor. Despite the few rooms, the inn's revenue was high.

Linjiang University students often brought their dates here for a quick hourly room, just to find a spot for a few minutes of business.

Once, these little inns were places Ye Fan dreamed of. He'd fantasized countless times about coming here with Tang Ya.

But now, thinking about it made him sick.

Originally, Ye Fan planned to wait here for one night, let the initial chaos of the Apocalypse pass, then enter Linjiang University to find his opportunity.

But now he couldn't wait. His memories were off, and in that deviation, he realized Jiang Yang played a crucial role.

After resting briefly, Ye Fan put on several thick layers of clothes, grabbed a Fire Axe, and headed out.

The small inn wasn't far from Linjiang University. Ye Fan quickly reached the main gate, took out a few Zombies at the entrance, and then sprinted toward Taiji Lake.

"Look, another one's coming!"

"This guy's pretty strong too—took out those Zombies in no time."

"He's not that good. Nowhere near the last one."

Survivors in the teaching building spotted Ye Fan, but no one shouted. They just waved some bright objects out the window.

In the early days of the Apocalypse, they'd learned a lesson: shouting wouldn't bring rescue—it would only attract Zombies!

Ye Fan naturally saw these people begging for help, but he paid them no mind and kept running toward Taiji Lake.

Saving these people is pointless—nothing matters more than securing the opportunity.

And Ye Fan had a bad feeling. Ever since his memories awakened, a string of misfortunes had befallen him, and the legendary blade had already been bought by someone else.

According to the rumors, that blade was supposed to go unsold, right here.

Was the butterfly effect really this powerful?

If he couldn't claim these opportunities, he'd just be a survivor with seven years of apocalypse combat experience.

In the late apocalypse, every survivor had deep combat experience—what set them apart were the opportunities they seized early on.

Running toward Taiji Lake, Ye Fan suddenly noticed something off. Why were there so many dead Zombies around here?

And most of them were killed with a single slash—what was going on?

The apocalypse had just begun; could someone already be a professional?

Ye Fan started thinking. The person who got the Taiji Lake opportunity shouldn't have come here until a week later.

Missing out on the blade had already infuriated Ye Fan. If this opportunity was taken too, then what was the point of his rebirth? Rebirth for nothing!

Gritting his teeth, Ye Fan sprinted to Taiji Lake. When he saw the corpses and blood at the entrance, his eyes nearly split with rage.

He rushed to the golden Secret Realm Gate and stepped inside without a second thought.

A moment later, he was ejected.

Standing there, eyes vacant.

"Where's the opportunity?"

"Where's my damn opportunity!"

"Fuck! Even a rebirth screws me over, huh?"

Ye Fan slammed his fist into the ground. Behind the Secret Realm Gate, there was nothing—the opportunity was gone!

His thoughts were in turmoil. He had been reborn, but it wasn't a true rebirth.

All he had was seven years of combat experience.

"No, I can't walk the same old path again!"

Ye Fan steadied his mind. Just because this opportunity was gone didn't mean others weren't elsewhere.

But he needed to become a professional immediately.

In his plan, he wanted the Inherited Profession here. Now that it was taken, he had to become a professional early to have the strength to dominate.

Thinking this, Ye Fan looked at the Zombies he'd encountered on the way. Some still had valuable parts on them, and others hadn't even been touched by whoever killed them.

"Was it someone who got the Dragon Totem?"

Ye Fan stared at the dead Zombies, burning with envy. To kill so many Zombies right after getting the Dragon Totem—what a shame he'd lost that chance.

But it didn't matter—he still had opportunities!

There were plenty of undiscovered opportunities in the apocalypse. He could still rise.

Jiang Yang, busy playing cards with Ye Qingwei in the high-end hotel, naturally had no idea Ye Fan was scavenging his leftovers.

He'd left in a hurry and couldn't strip every Zombie he'd killed at Linjiang University.

Now, Jiang Yang lit a cigarette and entered the sage mode.

In sage mode, Jiang Yang wasn't tempted by beauty and could finally think calmly about his next steps.

He hadn't finished grabbing Ye Fan's opportunities—there were plenty more.

So what was the guy doing now?

A sly grin spread across Jiang Yang's face. He could imagine Ye Fan's expression when he found all his opportunities snatched away.

But after all, the guy was the Son of the Plane. With that halo, even if he did nothing, the plane might just hand him a pile of treasures. So Jiang Yang had to be ready to grab them.

Because of his interference, the plot here was definitely different from the original, but the opportunities were still in one place.

"Bro, what are you thinking about?"

Ye Qingwei curled up in Jiang Yang's arms, her face flushed. For some reason, she felt like she might have... forgotten something?