Chapter 37 A Sword that Runs Rampant in the Apocalypse (37)

As he thought of what she would become, Shi Minzhi felt a thrill run through him.

“Then by all means, try,” said Bai Tang, unfazed by Shi Minzhi’s machinations. She was a person of unshakable conviction, with eyes that could see through to the heart of things, and she only did what she deemed right.

Silently, Shi Minzhi followed Bai Tang, sliding his chair behind her.

As they reached the tenth floor, a middle-aged woman opened the door, looking bedraggled as many did in this apocalypse. Her hair was unkempt, her eyes cautious and panicked, but they lit up with a sense of salvation as she saw Bai Tang.

She looked around quickly and said, “You must be the Captain. My name is Wang Xiuchun. I have two children inside. Please, save them. I can’t lose them.”

Bai Tang’s eyes flicked to the door, “Inside?”

“Yes,” Wang Xiuchun said. “They have a fever, and I can’t carry them alone. Will you please help me with one of them?”

Bai Tang nodded, “Of course.”

And with that, Bai Tang followed Wang Xiuchun into the room, leaving Shi Minzhi outside, sliding his wheelchair to the door.

“Hmph,” Shi Minzhi scoffed. A mysterious laugh then escaped from his throat.

The woman’s house was quite large, with four rooms, a spacious living room, and it was relatively clean and tidy.

“Where is your son?” Bai Tang asked.

Wang Xiuchun was hesitant, “Big sister, your sword is too sharp. My son is timid and his consciousness is blurred. I’m afraid he’ll get hurt, can you put the sword here for a moment?”

Bai Tang smiled and placed Canglan on the table, “Of course.”

Wang Xiuchun then led Bai Tang inside, “Big sister, my son is a bit heavy, I’ll trouble you with this.”

Bai Tang placed her hand on the door handle, but Wang Xiuchun behind her suddenly pulled out a fruit knife from her sleeve, held it in both hands, and lunged at Bai Tang’s neck with all her strength.

Just before the knife touched Bai Tang’s skin, it suddenly broke. Bai Tang had already withdrawn her hand from the door handle and caught Wang Xiuchun’s hand, wrenching it hard.

There was a crack, Wang Xiuchun’s hand was dislocated, and she let out a miserable scream. Bai Tang tossed her on the ground and chuckled, “What’s wrong? Afraid that your zombie son would have no food? Acting so impatiently?”

Surprise crossed Wang Xiuchun’s face as she avoided her gaze. “My son is not a zombie! I’m killing you because you deserved to die,” she said.

“Interesting,” Bai Tang said as she willed her sword, Canglan, back into her hand. “But regardless, we’ve never met before, not even the original Bai Tang has ever met you, nor have her family members ever been to this city. Where does the word ‘deserved to die’ come from?”

Wang Xiuchun remained silent, but Bai Tang was not in a hurry. “I’ve killed at least eight thousand zombies. Let me take a look inside, is he a zombie or not? If he is a zombie, then it’s all for the better. My hand itches, I wouldn’t mind killing another one.”

Wang Xiuchun quickly grabbed onto Bai Tang’s leg, denying it. “My son is not a zombie, you can’t kill him!”

“You can kill me for no reason, why can’t I kill your son?” Bai Tang’s attitude was extremely lazy.

The noise inside the room clearly belonged to a zombie.

Wang Xiuchun kowtowed and begged, “It’s my mistake, you can come for me, but don’t hurt my son.”

Bai Tang chuckled, “What a deep mother-son relationship. Today, I’ll fulfill this relationship.”

Bai Tang opened the door for real this time and took a look inside. As expected, a zombie was inside. Upon smelling the scent of a living human, it walked towards them. Inside the room, there were also several skeletons. It seemed like Wang Xiuchun had used this method to deceive many people. Being deceived by her weak and pitiful appearance, they lost their lives to the zombie. Their intentions were good, but it led them to harm.

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