Dry City, Danger!!!

Meanwhile, Su Wuming was about to follow the tunnel to a transit area outside the city that branched into several passageways.

Because the flashlight's beam was limited, he did not see what was inside until he got closer.

The instant he approached, countless pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly opened ahead, completely overwhelming the light from Su Wuming's flashlight.

Then, with a slip of his hand, the flashlight fell straight to the ground.

Gulp~~

Su Wuming swallowed with difficulty and said, "Hi~ good evening~ You guys keep sleeping, pretend I don't exist~"

Su Wuming tried communicating with them in a foreign language, but all he got in response was the collective sound of a group of demonic beasts swallowing.

Yet every one of the demonic beasts seemed to be desperately suppressing its instincts, not rashly pouncing on Su Wuming.

"You don't even understand bird language? Then there's nothing to talk about~ One last question: dare to fight me one-on-one?"

After saying that, he saw that the demonic beasts had no reaction. They were still swallowing.

With a suicidal mindset, Su Wuming stuck his head out and quickly swept his gaze over the surroundings.

One look nearly made his heart leap out of his chest.

Had he stumbled into a demonic beast nest? A huge section of this area had been hollowed out, and there were not only the tunnel he had come through, but six other identical ones.

"Excuse me, you animals, are you hibernating?"

ROAR!!!

Su Wuming's answer was an incredibly deep beastly roar that echoed back and forth through the nearly enclosed space.

As soon as the roar rang out, several nearby Nunu Beasts immediately lunged at Su Wuming's head.

Rubber Escape!!!

Su Wuming's feet left the ground at once, and he began rebounding. More than a dozen Nunu Beasts all missed, and when they looked up, the human from before had already vanished.

Immediately afterward, that beastly roar sounded again, and every Nunu Beast in the burrow erupted into motion, crazily charging into the tunnels before them.

At the same time, Lin Pangpang, who was running in this direction, also heard the first roar.

Before he could react, Su Wuming's arm began retracting at terrifying speed.

"Su..."

Just as he was about to call out, Su Wuming's figure flashed past him. Then the remaining two syllables came out as a questioning shout.

"Wuming?"

"Holy shit! Take me with you!" Lin Pangpang reacted incredibly fast this time.

The moment he spoke, an arm landed on his shoulder.

Then a sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and his whole body was hurled backward like a rocket.

The phone he had been holding to use as a light remained suspended in midair for about a second before falling.

As he rebounded, Su Wuming calculated the distance. The instant he neared the endpoint, he released the steel pipe with his right hand and used [Rubber Balloon], catching Lin Pangpang.

"Damn, wasn't that faster than a bullet train?" Lin Pangpang had yet to recover from that lightning-fast ride and could not help exclaiming.

"Forget the damn bullet train. Hurry up and take the dean and the kids with us!"

Su Wuming had no time to listen to anyone praising him. Countless demonic beasts were chasing them from behind.

The sheer number was enough to drive anyone to despair, far beyond anything he could have imagined. Those pairs of scarlet eyes were now branded into his mind.

"The dean took the children and left first. They went down New Forest Road. Let's catch up with them—I'll explain on the way."

After leaving the orphanage, Lin Pangpang quickly explained what had happened in the class group chat. Combined with what Su Wuming had just seen, the two fell silent for a moment.

By then, people had begun emerging onto the streets and fleeing toward the south side of the city.

Because the city had Spirit Warriors, along with snowplows, the snow on the major roads was not very deep—around twenty centimeters.

Unlike outside the city, where in just one week it had piled up more than ten meters high, making it ideal for Snow Demons to hide themselves.

It seemed as though something was controlling this snowfall from behind the scenes. Most of the snow within the city had been carried in by the wind.

Then Lin Pangpang suddenly spotted several familiar figures among the crowd.

"Wait, aren't those people from the Guard Team? Why are they running?"

Following the direction Lin Pangpang pointed, Su Wuming saw two Guard Team members forcibly requisitioning a snowmobile.

The owner was an ordinary middle-aged man. The Guard Team members did not bother discussing it with him. At the slightest disagreement, they yanked him off the snowmobile and threw him aside.

The man tried to step forward and argue, but the Guard Team member in the back seat conjured a ball of flame in his palm, frightening the man into stumbling backward again and again.

"You... you... As Spirit Warriors, and members of the Guard Team, is this how you protect us taxpayers?"

"Hehe, sir, you've got it wrong. This is called preserving our strength so we can avenge you later."

"Stop talking nonsense with him. Move!" the member in the back urged impatiently.

"How can Guard Team members act like that?" Lin Pangpang could not stand such behavior.

Su Wuming said nothing beside him and merely quickened his pace slightly as he followed them.

Lin Pangpang had wanted Su Wuming to help, but seeing no reaction from him, the words caught in his throat and never came out.

The two of them were only weak Black Iron Rankers. Those people were Guard Team members after all—they could not beat them.

In truth, Lin Pangpang thought far too highly of those Guard Team members.

When it had first been established, perhaps its overall combat power had been quite high. But later on, all sorts of connections had stuffed people into it, leaving its quality wildly uneven.

It had become nothing more than a cushy government job in the Spirit Warrior world. People joined to collect a paycheck, wore uniforms to enjoy ordinary people's admiration, and boosted their self-esteem.

After the two rounded a corner one after the other, Lin Pangpang realized they had gone the wrong way. Just as he was about to remind him, Su Wuming, running ahead, suddenly stretched out both arms and grabbed the streetlights on either side of the road, his body rapidly drawing backward.

"Wait, Wuming, what are you doing? This is the wrong direction. The dean and the others are over there."

"Let me get us some transportation first~" Before his words had even faded, Su Wuming shot away in an instant.

Lin Pangpang only heard a burst of screams in the distance. Before long, the sound of a snowmobile engine came first, followed by Su Wuming riding the middle-aged man's snowmobile toward him.

"Good man, I knew you couldn't stand those two either. The man is still over there. Come on, let's return the vehicle to him."

"Get on."

"Coming~" Lin Pangpang said with a smile as he climbed aboard.

The vehicle started, but instead of heading back toward the man, it drove toward the dean and the others.

"Wuming, you went the wrong way."

"No."

"You did. The man is behind us."

"I know, but the dean and the children are ahead."

"You..."

"Pangpang, first of all, I took this vehicle from the Guard Team members, not that man. Second, do you think the two of us, plus Grandma Dean and more than a dozen children, can make it to the Safe Zone? If you had to choose between saving one person or more than a dozen, which would you choose?"

After he said that, Lin Pangpang suddenly felt that the Su Wuming before him had become somewhat unfamiliar. But Su Wuming was doing it for the dean and the children, so Lin Pangpang found himself speechless.

As they passed a hardware store, Su Wuming stopped.

He got out and walked over, violently smashing his way through the door. Before long, he emerged carrying a length of chain, casually tearing off both door panels as well.

Under Lin Pangpang's puzzled gaze, Su Wuming quickly fastened the two door panels to the snowmobile with the chain.

"Wuming, do you think Dry City is going to be finished this time?"

"I don't know, and I don't care. As long as we're still alive."

"You... You've become a little... a little... a little cold-blooded today."

"Maybe I'm frozen stiff. This damn weather is fucking cold."

After saying that, Su Wuming added silently, After all... I read plenty of apocalypse novels before I transmigrated. This is pretty much the same.

And Pangpang, people like you wouldn't survive two chapters in an apocalypse novel. Good thing you ran into me.