This high-rise was clearly a luxury apartment building, with spacious balconies and beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows for every unit.
Jiang Zhaosu had no idea what Qi Xing's family circumstances had been like before the apocalypse. Qi Xing had never told her exactly how his younger sister had gone missing, so whenever she spotted a girl who looked similar, she could only call out to Qi Xing.
After she had mentioned his sister, Qi Xing had seemed unconcerned and said little. But once they got back on the road, he clearly spoke much less and barely chatted with her.
Although the man kept his eyes fixed ahead, he clearly was not watching the road.
Honestly, seeing how he was driving, Jiang Zhaosu worried that before she and Qi Xing could be punished by the Orthodox Sect, they would crash themselves to death first.
Hearing her, Qi Xing turned his head and glanced in the direction she pointed.
With just that casual glance, Qi Xing confirmed, "No."
"Huh?"
Jiang Zhaosu was confused.
From this far away, she could not even see the girl clearly. How had Qi Xing determined that the girl upstairs was not his sister?
Seeing Qi Xing step on the gas and prepare to drive away from the building, Jiang Zhaosu wanted to persuade him again.
But before she could speak, Qi Xing abruptly changed his mind and drifted back. "Forget it. Let's go up and take a look."
Jiang Zhaosu froze with her mouth half open. After a pause, she closed it again and silently swallowed the words of persuasion that had reached her throat.
A man's heart was like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Impossible to fathom.
The building looked to be more than twenty stories tall, and the girl's figure was on the seventeenth floor.
The building had lost power, so they had to climb the stairs again.
As Jiang Zhaosu climbed the stairs with Qi Xing, she silently thanked fate that zombies could not feel fatigue.
With this much intense exercise every day, no wonder Qi Xing looked slender on the outside, yet had evenly defined muscles all over his body once he took off his clothes. Even without using his abilities, he could kill a zombie with every swing of his blade.
Along the way, Qi Xing cut down several zombies. Afterward, he tossed their heads to Jiang Zhaosu and had her check whether there were any Crystal Cores inside.
Crystal Cores were actually rare in ordinary zombies. The two of them were only doing this because climbing stairs was too boring.
By the time they finally reached the seventeenth floor, Qi Xing reeked of blood, and both of Jiang Zhaosu's hands were covered in blood and brain matter.
One human and one zombie then went to knock on the door of the girl who had sent out the SOS Signal.
"Is it the rescue team?!" The little girl ran over from the living room and asked cheerfully through the door.
There were not many people left in the apocalypse who could sound so happy. It was obvious that this little girl had probably never experienced the hardships of the apocalypse.
Jiang Zhaosu and Qi Xing exchanged a glance.
Qi Xing turned toward the peephole and said, "No. We're survivors too. We saw the SOS Signal hanging from your window and wanted to ask whether you'd like to come with us to the Survivor Base."
Upon hearing that they were not the rescue team, the little girl hesitated. "No, I'd rather wait for the rescue team. Thank you."
Jiang Zhaosu and Qi Xing looked at each other again.
By now, they had both confirmed that she definitely was not Qi Xing's sister.
But the human and the zombie read another meaning in each other's eyes.
They had climbed all the way up here. Wouldn't it be a wasted trip if they got nothing out of it? No way!
"Little girl, are you home alone?"
As Qi Xing spoke, he swiftly pulled out a lock-picking tool from his pocket and began working on the lock. In the kindly tone of a creepy uncle, he said, "Relax. We're not good people."
Hearing the little girl inside let out a shrill, terrified scream at his words, Jiang Zhaosu beside him said, "..."
When she had first met Qi Xing, he had said the same thing to her. He had told her that if she bared her teeth at him again, he would pull them out one by one.
Qi Xing simply had that kind of twisted sense of humor.
Though what he said might have been the plain truth.
The two of them really were not good people.
But this little girl was no pushover either.
The moment Qi Xing pried open the door, a sharp kitchen knife flew out from inside, shooting straight at the two of them.
Jiang Zhaosu and Qi Xing hurriedly dodged to opposite sides.
Bzzzz—
Accompanied by the sound of an electric motor, a young girl with long, slightly curly black hair like seaweed appeared before them. She held a running miniature chainsaw and shouted at them with tears in her eyes, "Don't come any closer! If you dare come in, I'll saw you apart!"
If she had encountered two ordinary burglars, that chainsaw would have been more than enough to intimidate them.
Unfortunately, she had encountered Jiang Zhaosu and Qi Xing.
Qi Xing did not even need to make a move.
Jiang Zhaosu raised one finger and tried to control the Lightning Ability she had only recently learned, firing an almost imperceptible white ray at the young girl's wrist.
The white ray struck the girl's wrist. She immediately cried out in pain, and the chainsaw fell from her hand.
Imitating the way Qi Xing usually used his abilities, Jiang Zhaosu turned her wrist over, palm facing upward.
Her blood-smeared palm obediently followed her will, emitting white light and releasing thin threads of electricity like spider silk that darted lightning-fast toward the chainsaw on the floor.
With a wave of Jiang Zhaosu's hand, the chainsaw was flung five meters away.
After letting out one loud roar, the saw stopped running.
While doing all this, Jiang Zhaosu was still carrying a zombie head in her other hand.
She had just checked whether there was a Crystal Core inside it and had not had time to throw it away yet.
Terrified by both her ability and the bloody human head in her hand, the black-haired girl's legs went weak. She collapsed onto the floor, shivering as she backed away and babbled incoherently.
"Don't kill me... Take whatever you want from the apartment... Don't kill me..."
Only when she saw the terrified gaze the girl gave her did Jiang Zhaosu remember that she was still holding a zombie head in her other hand.
"Uh."
She really had not meant to scare the girl. She did not have Qi Xing's twisted sense of humor.
Jiang Zhaosu casually tossed the head, which had a hole punched through it, into the hallway. Still holding onto a shred of hope, she asked Qi Xing, "Family, family reunion?"
"I already told you, she's not my sister."
Qi Xing looked at the young girl on the floor, who was nearly scared unconscious, and clicked his tongue. "Do you have anything to eat or drink?"
Since they were already here, they had to take something with them.
With a stunned expression, the girl lay on the floor and pointed at a room. "The kitchen..."
Qi Xing went to the kitchen to search for supplies.
Jiang Zhaosu, meanwhile, wandered around the living room, curiously examining the layout of the upscale apartment.
After staying in a Five-Star Hotel yesterday, Jiang Zhaosu had thought she was no longer such a country bumpkin. Yet when she saw the girl's home, she was still a little amazed.
The girl's apartment was not decorated with the extravagant luxury of a Five-Star Hotel suite. It mainly followed a sleek, minimalist modern style, but every line in the room was exceptionally smooth and beautiful, making it obvious that it had cost a fortune.
What shocked Jiang Zhaosu most was an entire wall in the living room that was covered with all kinds of paintings.
Although Jiang Zhaosu did not know how to appreciate art, she could tell that the exquisite frames holding those paintings were expensive.
Although Jiang Zhaosu's entrance while carrying a human head had been somewhat horrifying, she looked like nothing more than a frail little girl. She even stuttered when she spoke, making her seem far less dangerous than the adult man from earlier.
The black-haired girl was also around seventeen or eighteen. After lying on the floor for a long time, she finally caught her breath.
She watched Jiang Zhaosu stare blankly at the paintings on the wall, then secretly glanced toward the fruit knife on the coffee table not far from her.
If there was only this girl, she should be able to deal with her, right?
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