“Ranran, don’t you know that before the apocalypse, people like you were considered capitalists in our eyes?” Jia Wu teased with a smile.

Nan Muran was at a loss for words. Was she one?

“Yes, absolutely,” Si Ye answered her without her needing to ask, his tone firm.

When he found out that Nan Muran was the daughter of the Nan Qiao Group, his first instinct was that if it weren’t for the apocalypse, he would never have had a chance to meet her. They were from two completely different worlds.

“Alright, then let me, the capitalist, continue exploiting you guys.

Live hard, but no wages to be paid.

Wolf King, lead the way,” Nan Muran said, obligingly, with a commanding tone.

Jia Wu and Si Ye exchanged a look and smiled helplessly, following behind her. Nan Muran was always like this. For those she trusted and cared about, she never worried about gains or losses, generously making people doubt whether they were truly experiencing an apocalypse.

The Wolf King looked at Nan Muran and silently sighed, continuing to lead the way in front.

He couldn’t help but think, what exactly is a capitalist? It wasn’t long before the Wolf King fully understood just how detestable the word “capitalist” was.

The group continued walking deeper into the cave. As they ventured further, the cave opening became increasingly narrow, until there was only enough space for two people to walk side by side.

The sudden narrowness and the unknown space made their bodies tense up involuntarily.

Si Ye subconsciously pulled Nan Muran behind him to protect her, while Jia Wu instinctively observed the situation behind them. The two of them flanked Nan Muran, with her in the middle. At the same time, Nan Muran began using her mental powers to scan all the surrounding details.

After walking about a hundred meters in this narrow space, the three of them began to notice that their breathing was getting somewhat labored.

“The oxygen levels are too low,” Si Ye frowned, looking at the unaffected Wolf King. He couldn’t possibly walk like that beast, on all fours, could he?

Nan Muran quickly took out a portable oxygen tank from her space and handed it to them, while reminding them, “Not far now, it’s just about 500 meters ahead.”

The Wolf King observed their actions, his eyes deepening.

If he wasn’t mistaken, these strange bottles were materialized by the humans right in front of him—how magical.

After another 500 meters, they finally reached the end, passing through a gap that was barely wide enough for them to squeeze through sideways. They entered an even larger cave, even more breathtaking than the previous one. The most astonishing part was that, in this cave, they could look up and see a small patch of sky.

However, none of them had the mood to appreciate the strange formations of the cave.

Because directly ahead of them stood a massive object, about 20 meters high and large enough for ten people to surround, glowing with a soft emerald light, like a small building.

“How beautiful,” Nan Muran, who had been interested in jewelry before the apocalypse, felt like she was looking at a rare, giant imperial green jade.

However, even though she had seen fine jade before, she could tell just from the light emitted by this object that it wasn’t jade. No jade could be this large; it would have been taken by someone long ago. But that didn’t lessen the shock this thing gave her—it was incredibly beautiful.

“I can feel some inexplicable power coming from it,” Jia Wu said, surprised by this strange sensation.

Si Ye nodded, clearly having the same feeling.

Of course, the feeling was a good one, and they could confirm it from the lively powers within their own bodies.

The Wolf King observed their reactions and walked towards a corner, thinking that now that he had brought them here, his mission was complete.

As for whether they had the ability to take the object, that wasn’t his concern. He slowly settled down, starting to doze, while absorbing the faint aura radiating from the treasure.

Nan Muran walked directly across the shallow pond in front of her and approached the treasure. She began walking around the emerald-colored small mountain. Perhaps she could rely on this thing to gauge how high the Xuan Mist really was.

Anyway, if she wanted to take the object, there wasn’t a better method.

She quickly cleared a space in the Xuan Mist with her mind, placed her hand on the small emerald mountain, and tried to collect it with her consciousness. In an instant, the small mountain, which had been glowing with a soft green light, disappeared.

The Wolf King, who had been peacefully dozing in the corner, had expected them to seriously absorb the energy like he had. But he never imagined they would directly make the great treasure vanish. The wolf nearly jumped up. What was going on? The great treasure of Mount Lingshan, which all creatures there had been protecting, had disappeared?

Nan Muran, however, was overjoyed. This treasure was over 20 meters high, and it was clear that the Xuan Mist was even stronger than she had imagined.

But when she glanced at her space, her good mood vanished instantly.

It wasn’t that the Xuan Mist was too powerful, but that the treasure had pierced through two layers of the Xuan Mist. The top layer contained a small supermarket she had collected earlier, and the shelves in the supermarket were now in disarray, with bottles of alcohol scattered on the ground. Several glass bottles were broken, and the sight was utterly disastrous.

Seeing Nan Muran’s visibly uncomfortable expression, Si Ye walked up with concern, “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

Nan Muran shook her head. “It’s just my obsessive-compulsive disorder acting up. It’s hard to explain in a sentence or two, let’s talk about it later.”

The Wolf King, observing Jia Wu and Si Ye, who seemed completely unfazed by the scene, realized that this beautiful human must possess something even more powerful.

“We’re not going back. Let’s go up from here,” Jia Wu said, feeling extreme discomfort in the dim, oppressive space.

He had learned to suppress the discomfort with reason, which is why he hadn’t shown any signs of struggling throughout the journey.

Nan Muran, of course, could feel Jia Wu’s discomfort and nodded without hesitation.

The treant, Xiao Liu, and Xiaobai quickly emerged from her left wrist, forming a plant bridge from the ground to the top of the cave entrance. Although it was steep, people could easily climb it with hands and feet.

The Wolf King couldn’t stay calm anymore. Since the apocalypse, he had relied on his own strength to lead his wolf pack thousands of miles from the Snow Mountain to Ling Mountain, so he had seen quite a lot of things.

But this beautiful human being was unlike anything he had ever seen before—simply too powerful.

“Stop dawdling. Do you want to walk back on your own?” Nan Muran reminded the Wolf King, who was frozen in place.

The group began climbing the steep plant bridge to the entrance. Once they reached the exit, they nearly froze in shock, almost stepping into the air.

“Why does this look like a chimney?” Nan Muran, looking at the 70-80 meter drop below with no vegetation in sight, was speechless. What kind of cave entrance was this? It was terrifying.