Warehouse Slaughter

Lin Dong slowly walked forward.

The young man noticed nothing and kept stuffing vegetables into his mouth.

Being able to feast before dying was, in this apocalypse, a kind of blessing.

Lin Dong swung his blade at the back of his neck. The sharp edge easily sank in, producing a grating sound of metal against flesh.

The young man's head fell at once, rolling several times across the ground before finally stopping. His eyes remained wide open, and several sprigs of cilantro were still clenched between his teeth.

Warm blood splattered across the other leaves, making them tremble continuously.

"Hm?"

Several of his companions nearby were eating with gusto. They turned at the sound, their expressions freezing as they stood rooted in place.

Half-chewed scallions fell from their mouths.

"That's enough. Too much scallion makes the flavor too strong."

Lin Dong stepped forward and swept his blade sideways.

The two men before him were only B Rank awakened ones. Before they could react, their heads were already rolling across the ground.

Outside the vegetable greenhouse, Nan Fengye frowned. He had faintly noticed the sounds inside, then sniffed and caught a trace of blood in the air.

He was an A-plus rank water-element awakened one, considered an expert even within the Nan Clan.

"Wait..."

Nan Fengye quickly raised a hand, stopping the clansmen collecting supplies behind him. His expression turned wary.

"There's something in the greenhouse!"

"Onii-chan, shouldn't it be our people inside?"

A girl beside him asked.

Nan Fengye shook his head.

"Their auras have disappeared..."

"What?"

The people around him were startled. They could not help recalling the clansmen who had vanished outside. Could the culprit behind all this be in there?

"Then what do we do?" the girl asked anxiously.

"Stay calm when trouble comes. Don't panic. We'll