Chapter 35: The Cure Works, Faith Runs Deep!

The virus ravaging the city had been cultivated within the heart of the Beast King.

“Song Lüfeng, you’re incredible.”

“But next time, don’t go out alone and fight head-on like this, okay?”

“There are always other ways. You don’t have to use brute force.”

Gu Man’s words were filled with deep concern.

Song Lüfeng paused for a moment.

The Beast King’s heart shimmered with dazzling colors, casting a glow that obscured his expression.

“…Got it.”

To lighten the mood, Gu Man recounted the story of the delinquent teens trying to vandalize her car.

From the screen, an equally nervous voice responded:

“Savior, are… are you alright?”

His tone was anxious, as if he wished he could leap out of the phone and appear by her side.

A bright light reflected in his eyes—

Those light brown eyes, tinged with tea-colored hues, stared at her intently.

There was a depth to his gaze, an emotion she couldn’t quite name.

Gu Man was momentarily dazed.

She quickly dismissed the thought, assuming it was just her imagination.

Jokingly, she said:

“I’m perfectly fine! Your mimicry robot is quite impressive, and besides—”

“I’m faster, stronger now. Taking care of them was as easy as slicing vegetables! They even called me the ‘Starry Sky Heroine,’ hahaha!”

The nickname was embarrassing, but it did bring a bit of joy.

Even Song Lüfeng laughed.

He was rushing back at full speed—

And quite literally flying.

With a single leap, he covered hundreds of meters, returning to the City Lord’s residence in no time.

The night was too dangerous for a lone woman; he wanted the Savior to get home safely.

Although the Golden Era was the safest period in history, where there was light, there was always darkness. That was an inescapable truth.

“Savior, begin the transfer. I’m ready.”

“That fast?”

She was surprised, but knowing Song Lüfeng was anxious about his people’s condition, she immediately transferred the medicine.

Boxes upon boxes of medicine filled the warehouse, stacked high.

When Bai Shuang, Du Guan, Lü He, and others arrived and saw the sheer quantity, they were utterly stunned.

Then, joy and excitement spread across their faces.

“So much medicine!”

“We’re saved! Xuanwu City is saved!”

“This is incredible! The Savior is incredible! Thank you, Savior!”

The epidemic had spread too quickly. Almost every family had at least one person infected.

Worse, many didn’t even realize they were infected, unknowingly spreading the disease to others.

The city’s central hospital was overflowing. A quarantine zone had been set up outside, gathering the sick together.

If a solution wasn’t found soon, the people—desperate and on the brink—would resort to extreme measures.

“There are isolation suits and disinfectant sprayers inside. I suggest disinfecting the entire city.”

“Everyone should wear masks until the virus is completely eradicated.”

“Don’t worry, there’s plenty of medicine. If it’s not enough, just let me know.”

Gu Man’s steady, calm voice reassured everyone, filling them with renewed strength.

Song Lüfeng swiftly organized a plan.

Elder Shu led a team to disinfect the entire city.

Lü He and his men distributed the medicine.

Bai Shuang activated Xuanwu City’s surveillance and network systems, mobilizing the city administration and patrol teams to conduct door-to-door registrations and deliver medication.

Public announcements spread throughout the city, instructing fever-stricken citizens to collect medicine from designated points.

With this coordinated effort, the epidemic was completely contained.

At the same time, the city’s bio-engineers studied the Beast King’s heart and successfully extracted a vaccine.

The crisis was finally resolved.

Those who recovered were overjoyed and overwhelmed with gratitude.

Upon being discharged from the hospital, many made the same decision—

To move closer to the City Lord’s residence.

Because there, they had Song Lüfeng.

They had the Savior.

They had a pillar of support.

They had hope.

With their health restored, the rumors spread by the Light Consortium collapsed under their own weight.

Instead of tarnishing the Savior’s name, the crisis had solidified her legend, making it even more brilliant.

“There really is a Savior in this world!”

“The Savior didn’t abandon us. She sent medicine and saved our lives!”

“These meds are miraculous! I was gravely ill, but after taking them, I’m completely fine!”

“We don’t have to fear sickness anymore!”

“All hail the Savior!”

Their faith became unshakable.

The numbness in their eyes faded, replaced by a new light.

They had endured so much despair.

Crawled through the abyss for so long.

Now that they had found light, how could they not chase it?

The Savior had given them food.

She had given them medicine.

Now, they had the will to live.

Even those who had been hiding in the city’s underground ruins—unregistered, unseen—began to emerge.

They flocked toward the City Lord’s residence…

Because chasing the light was human nature.

Originally—

Xuanwu City could accommodate tens of millions of people.

But with worsening environmental conditions, increasingly devastating natural disasters, and ever-stronger mutant beasts, its population had dwindled to just 300,000.

These remaining survivors had been scattered across the city, barely clinging to life.

Yet this epidemic—ironically—had revealed that the City Lord’s residence had both medicine and food.

And so, people gravitated toward it.

It was a blessing in disguise.

The city desperately needed manpower.

In every department, for every task, they were understaffed.

Now, with an influx of people, Bai Shuang sprang into action, categorizing them by gender, abilities, power levels, and skill sets, assigning them suitable work.

For the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled, food rations were distributed.

Everyone was satisfied.

Everyone except Zhan Bai.

Zhan Bai’s face was dark, his exquisite yet venomous features contorted with rage.

Strange patterns slithered across his skin.

A chilling aura radiated from his body.

He clutched his severed arm, glancing at it with a twisted smile—

One that vanished just as quickly.

“We underestimated Song Lüfeng’s strength…”

“He actually—”

Zhan Bai covered his mouth.

His pale fingers, tipped with jet-black, claw-like nails, trembled.

“Boss, your condition is deteriorating. Let me reattach your arm first.”

Yu Fei approached, trying to persuade him.

But Zhan Bai ignored him.

“When did Song Lüfeng become this powerful? Was it because of the Savior?”

“How much medicine did she send?”

Yu Fei made a rough estimate.

“At least enough for 100,000 people.”

Zhan Bai’s sinister smile was like a poisonous flower blooming on a corpse.

“Heh… 100,000 people…”

“She’s truly generous.”

“These filthy, worthless lives—”

“A single bottle of medicine isn’t worth wasting on them, yet she gave them all this? What a waste… such a waste…”

Yu Fei adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

“I’ve analyzed the medicine. Its potency is extremely high. The virus hidden within the Beast King’s heart is completely neutralized.”

“Furthermore, I believe future viral mutations from other mutant beasts will also be ineffective.”

Zhan Bai’s crimson eyes flickered dangerously.

Softly, almost like a whisper, he asked:

“Yu Fei… tell me…”

“Why did the Savior choose him… and not me?”