Virus King - Chapter 124

Chapter 124: The Anomaly of the “Face of ???”! Meng Meng’s Dream!

TL: YYang

“What the hell is this…?”

The young man instinctively cried out in shock. However, as soon as he saw the two figures that had suddenly appeared before him, he froze in place.

“B-Brother Long…”

The young man was merely a minor underling under Chen Yiqiang’s command.

But Zhang Long was one of Chen Yiqiang’s most valued subordinates.

Although Zhang Long had been nothing more than a small-time thug before the apocalypse, his talent after entering the apocalypse had been a tremendous help to Chen Yiqiang.

Thus, their statuses were worlds apart.

Zhang Long completely ignored the young man. Instead, he turned back nervously to check on Meng Meng. Only after ensuring she was fine did he let out a sigh of relief.

As long as nothing happened, it was all good!

If something had gone wrong, and he didn’t die from his previous ordeals but ended up dying like this instead, it would’ve been unbelievably tragic!

This outcome was much better!

Afterward, Zhang Long finally reacted. He turned sharply to glare at the young man leading the group.

Chen Bai paid no attention to them. For the first time, seeing Meng Meng in reality, Chen Bai felt at a loss for words.

He now understood why he hadn’t heard of Meng Meng in his previous life. With a personality like hers, even with an SSS-grade talent, surviving in the apocalypse would’ve been incredibly difficult!

If not for encountering him and the fact that he could help develop some of her talent’s potential, Meng Meng would likely have met a terrible fate.

“Are you okay?!”

At this moment, Meng Meng had completely ignored the earlier danger. With Brother Chen here, it seemed as if all threats would vanish without a trace.

More importantly, as Meng Meng looked at Chen Bai, who seemed a bit concerned, she noticed the face beneath the zombie mask he had taken off. It appeared even more handsome than the one she had seen in her dream…

She didn’t know if that was the reason, but it made her feel slightly dizzy…

Seeing Meng Meng sway and shake her head faintly, Chen Bai finally let out a sigh of relief.

Her mental strength had been overly depleted. Even with Meng Meng’s substantial spirit reserves, an ability like Hell Black Flame was meant to serve as a trump card or last resort. Yet this silly girl had used it merely as a means to intimidate her enemies.

Chen Bai couldn’t help but feel utterly exasperated.

He glanced to the side, where Zhang Long had already approached the young man.

“Brother Long, this is…” The young man stammered nervously.

“Zhao Han, are you out of your goddamn mind?!”

Zhang Long roared as he delivered a fierce slap, sending the young man flying backward.

The crisp sound of the slap drew Chen Bai’s attention as well.

With Meng Meng unharmed, Chen Bai finally relaxed completely. Watching her now drifting into a light sleep, he gently placed her on the sofa before rising slowly to his feet. He turned to look at the group of people, a faint smile spreading across his face.

However, this faint smile sent a chill down Zhang Long’s spine.

Yet at this moment, adhering to the principle of “better them than me,” Zhang Long quickly spoke up:

“Sir…”

“What’s the point of wasting so much effort?!”

Chen Bai’s calm gaze swept over the group, as if he were looking at dead men:

“Just toss them off the building or feed them to the zombies later.”

Zhang Long shuddered but was secretly thrilled, immediately playing the role of a loyal subordinate:

“Yes!”

“Zhang Long, are you insane?! Sure, Brother Qiang values you, but you don’t have the authority to…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Long coldly interrupted him:

“Brother Qiang?! Go ask Brother Qiang’s opinion in the afterlife if you can, assuming he’s still down there!”

In an instant, the young man froze, his face turning deathly pale.

“What do you mean…?”

It was clear Zhang Long wasn’t about to explain anything further to the tattooed young man.

He seemed intent on demonstrating his capabilities.

With the enhancements from his equipment and his level upgrades, Zhang Long’s attributes were overwhelmingly dominant.

In less than half a minute, everyone in the group, including the tattooed young man, was lying on the ground.

Then, they were unceremoniously thrown out of the shattered window.

With a sickening splat, their bodies hit the ground, reduced to nothing but useless bloody pulp.

Chen Bai glanced over.

He wasn’t a savior.

He had a clear understanding of the kind of people they were.

But things like this were happening everywhere, not just here. Even if he wanted to intervene, he simply didn’t have the capacity.

Chen Bai’s gaze shifted to Meng Meng, who had fallen asleep due to mental exhaustion.

He spoke calmly: “Get rid of everyone here. And come find me tomorrow morning.”

“Yes!”

With Chen Yiqiang dead, Zhang Long now had the second-highest level of authority among these people.

The building gradually grew quiet. Chen Bai glanced at Meng Meng, who seemed to be murmuring something in her sleep, and didn’t pay her any further attention.

Meng Meng’s role in the apocalypse was far too important. If he could keep her under his control, she would be even more valuable than any treasure.

But soon, the corner of Chen Bai’s eye twitched.

On the sofa, Meng Meng’s brows furrowed slightly, and her legs—wrapped in bunny pajamas—began twitching irregularly.

What’s going on!? Chen Bai understood the situation better than anyone else.

This young girl seemed to be having some kind of… remarkable dream!?

Sure enough, as her eyelids fluttered rapidly, Meng Meng began murmuring unconsciously in her sleep:

“Brother Chen… Brother Chen… I feel uncomfortable…”

Chen Bai drew in a sharp breath.

Looking at Meng Meng, the first thought in his mind was that this girl, with her Dreamwalker talent, had overexerted herself mentally and couldn’t control her dreams!

Why was she dreaming something like this!?

If it were anyone else—even a stranger—with such beauty and figure, Chen Bai wouldn’t have hesitated.

A gift handed to him, why refuse?

But Meng Meng was different.

Such a thing wasn’t worth the risk.

With this in mind, Chen Bai calmed himself, focusing on his breathing and embodying an uncharacteristic self-restraint.

The enhancements from the Darklight Virus—his powerful cells and genetic instincts—had greatly amplified Chen Bai’s desires.

The temptation was almost too much to bear.

He exhaled slowly, closed his eyes slightly, and tried to center himself. But then, he froze.

Chen Bai suddenly sensed an unusual disturbance coming from his Evolver’s Warehouse!

His focus and alertness instantly returned.

Within his secret warehouse were several items: the recently stored Profession Scroll, the Bloodline Essence, and, most importantly, a mysterious object even the Goblin God of Trades had been intensely interested in—the Face of ???!

To his shock, the source of the disturbance… was that very object!