Chapter 12: The Swift Man

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Day Two of the Apocalypse.

Chen Xiao still had not obtained Tang Shirou’s talent.

But he did not lose heart!

He believed that hard work would pay off.

Day Three of the Apocalypse.

Chen Xiao triggered his talent once again!

This time, even he couldn’t contain himself.

An intermittent talent?

What was with this daily triggering nonsense?

But then Chen Xiao thought it through.

Being alone in a room with an ethereal beauty like Tang Shirou, it wasn’t unreasonable.

The only problem was that the chance of obtaining the talent was far too low.

If he kept this up, the increase in his physical strength alone would soon break all limits.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the door.

“Is the supermarket owner here?”

Chen Xiao furrowed his brow slightly.

It was easy to guess who was coming.

“Brother Xiao...” Tang Shirou looked at Chen Xiao with concern.

Chen Xiao patted her thigh, signaling her to stay calm.

He slowly opened the door.

Standing at the entrance was a group of six, their appearance fairly clean.

It seemed the warehouse had ample water and clothing supplies.

Their energy fluctuations were rather ordinary.

The only one who looked decent was the man standing at the front.

“My name is Lin Su, from Tianyi Warehouse.”

“I know. Get to the point.”

Lin Su’s expression turned cold as he noticed Chen Xiao’s dismissive attitude.

“I’m here to help you move your things.”

He assumed there were more people inside since the person who initially received the note wasn’t Chen Xiao.

“No need for your trouble. We refuse to join Tianyi Warehouse. Please leave.”

“Hah, you say refuse, and that’s that? Do you know who I am?”

Lin Su licked his lips with a hint of amusement.

“What, do you want me to spell it out?”

From beside Chen Xiao, five men stepped forward.

Chen Xiao had long noticed them but they had remained hidden until now.

Leading them was a man in a leather jacket, wearing large black sunglasses and smoking a cigarette.

His confidence far outshone that of Lin Su from Tianyi Warehouse.

“People from Nancheng Warehouse?”

Lin Su narrowed his eyes and continued, “You really reach too far.”

The man in the leather jacket chuckled:

“My name is Yuan Ye, Captain of Team Nine from Nancheng Warehouse. But you’re wrong—we’re not here to reach out.”

Yuan Ye raised his hand, signaling for the show to continue.

Though wary, Lin Su was not afraid. After all, both sides were warehouse-level organizations backed by powerful allies.

Ignoring Yuan Ye, Lin Su fixed a cold glare on Chen Xiao.

“One minute. This ends now.”

At his command, the five men beside Lin Su instantly released a terrifying aura.

Lin Su was smug; his subordinates were the cream of the crop!

B-grade Strength Talent: “Pig’s Body”

B-grade Strength Talent: “Canine Fang”

C-grade Agility Talent: “Dog Paddle”

C-grade Agility Talent: “Bull Run”

C-grade Agility Talent: “Swift Rat”

Five talents above C-grade, plus Lin Su’s concealed talent at least B-grade.

These six were formidable fighters.

Even Yuan Ye, behind his sunglasses, hadn’t expected Tianyi Warehouse to send such elite warriors just to claim a small supermarket.

To put it in perspective, Nancheng Warehouse had recruited nearly two hundred elites.

Only about half possessed talents above C-grade.

“Captain Yuan, we can’t hold this supermarket. These are Tianyi’s elite team. Let’s retreat.”

Next to Yuan Ye, a blond man whispered.

“Not so fast. Let’s see how this plays out.”

Yuan Ye waved off the suggestion; he wasn’t willing to give up the supermarket’s resources so easily.

In the apocalypse, supplies are everything!

If he could take control, his standing within the warehouse would rise again.

He wasn’t ready to let go.

At that moment, Lin Su raised his hand, and streaks of brown lightning flashed brilliantly.

“Let me tell you—our core members at Tianyi Warehouse entered the apocalypse dining on eel rice.”

“So, do you understand our terror now?”

As he spoke, Lin Su casually glanced at Yuan Ye before bursting into laughter.

He possessed a B-grade Magic Talent: “Electric Eel Power.”

A true demonic force born from the void!

For three days, he had been unstoppable in this apocalypse; no one could resist his overwhelming electricity.

“No way!”

“Could Tianyi Warehouse’s core really all be electric eels?”

“If that’s true, Jiangbei won’t have room for us from Nancheng Warehouse anymore!”

“Enough! Quiet! If you believe everything he says, you might as well let him send you to your deaths!”

Yuan Ye scolded sharply, shaking his head.

Lin Su’s words had shaken him deeply.

Especially combined with the brown lightning crackling around him, Yuan Ye was filled with doubt.

In the blink of an eye,

Three agility-talented men closed in.

“You’re too slow!”

One tall, thin man sneered. His “Swift Rat” talent made him the fastest among the six.

In just a blink, he teleported in front of Chen Xiao.

Yet Chen Xiao’s expression remained calm and unreadable, as if stunned.

“So fast!”

“This speed ranks among the best in Nancheng Warehouse!”

“It’s even approaching our fastest from Nancheng!”

“That guy’s done for—the faster he moves, the greater the inertia. The supermarket folks will be cleaning up his corpse soon.”

Inside the supermarket, Tang Shirou clenched her fists tightly.

She and Chen Xiao were like grasshoppers tied to the same rope; if Chen Xiao fell, her fate would be grim as well.

She watched him anxiously, unaware of his true thoughts.

She only believed he hadn’t reacted yet because the speed of that tall man was simply too fast!

“Bang!”

The next second, the tall man was finished!

This sudden turn left everyone dumbfounded.

He died too quickly!

His head was smashed apart, spraying unidentifiable fluids everywhere.

One meter in front of Yuan Ye, the mess made him swallow hard, his face uneasy.

That man!

He had actually punched a rapidly moving head to pieces!

It defied all logic!

“What the hell is going on?”

“The fastest guy got smashed?”

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