Lou Yu had started early, leading people in clearing the Mycelium Monsters from their apartment building. He also sent people with torches to clear the mycelium from the corners, but the mycelium seemed almost conscious. The moment it sensed danger, it fled wildly, darting into every nook and cranny and making it much harder to clear away.
At a time like this, Fire Ability users became highly sought after, and fuel became a hot commodity too.
As Ye Zhao raced around the city killing monsters, she saw plenty of people sneaking fuel out of cars parked along the roadside. The gas stations were especially chaotic, with people fighting over gasoline. Forget precious things like gasoline—even kerosene and lighters had become highly coveted.
"Please, can someone sell me some fuel?"
"Ten thousand a barrel! Anyone selling?!"
"I'll pay a hundred thousand! A hundred thousand a barrel—who'll sell?"
"Lighters are going for over ten thousand now. You're only offering a hundred thousand for a barrel of fuel? That's too little!"
"We're all in this together. We have to help each other through this crisis—"
"I'll trade a bottle of oil for a lighter. Anyone want to trade?"
"...I don't have a lighter. Will matches do?"
The gas station was packed with people inside and out. Some were even making deals on the spot.
Come to think of it, Ye Zhao hadn't prepared any lighters either. She hadn't needed them before, since fireballs and gas stoves had taken care of her everyday needs.
Forget it. Ye Zhao only glanced inside before deciding not to join the chaos. She was just about to slip away when she spotted a few guys inside the gas station with white strands of mycelium emerging from their gray eyes. She turned around and took a closer look. There