Chapter 25: Women

Blood everywhere.

In a matter of minutes, the entire room had turned into a scene from hell, with all the prisoners, including Ma Biao, meeting a brutal end, putting an end to their lives of wrongdoing.

Rock Warrior.

As a professional, Ma Biao's flesh harbored a thick power, and Chen Feng allowed the inferior demon to devour him. Even if he couldn't obtain the opponent's abilities, it would still have a certain effect on augmenting his strength.

The inferior demon possessed the ability to devour.

Compared to dark elves, who needed to rely on slaughter and combat to gain experience, it could fully rely on devouring to break through to the Silver Realm, an enviable ability.

With its cumbersome body, the inferior demon dragged itself to Ma Biao's side, opening its mouth. The once arrogant ruffian now became the feast for the inferior demon.

How ironic.

In order to survive, Ma Biao had persecuted so many people to feed the monster. And now, he had also met this fate, becoming prey for a beast.

"The cycle of heaven's justice? Unsettled retribution?"

Chen Feng shook his head, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

In the end, it was Ma Biao's lack of strength. He hadn't even fully realized the Rock Warrior's true potential before becoming the inferior demon's meal.

Strength.

The big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats shrimp. In nature, there is only the food chain, no such thing as causality.

In this world, the killers are always killed. Chen Feng never thought of himself as invincible. His life was just as fragile. If someone were to strike him in the neck with a knife, he would die. So when facing an enemy's weapon, he needed to be faster, more decisive, and more resolute in counterattacking.

Even a lion must use all its strength to catch a rabbit.

Arrogance equals death.

Ma Biao was a vivid example of this.

"Don't come near..."

"Dead? All dead?"

"Ah... don't kill me, I can do anything!"

Witnessing the miserable deaths of Ma Biao and the others, some of the unfortunate hostages began to panic and cry out in fear. Having seen the way the inferior demon devoured its victims, some were left powerless, slumping to the ground.

"Please... spare me..."

"Yes, you're a good person, we were just kidnapped by these guys, we have nothing to do with them..."

On the other side, a few people were staring intently at Chen Feng. They knew that this might be their last chance to survive. Without hesitation, they knelt down and begged Chen Feng to spare them, willing to do anything for him.

Chen Feng furrowed his brow and said, "Shut up. Those who want to leave can go now. No one will keep you here."

"Thank you... spare our lives!"

"We're leaving now!"

The survivors scrambled to their feet and rushed out of the room in a panic.

These people were the lucky survivors. Over the past few days, they had witnessed people being thrown off the second floor, the desperate screams haunting them. This had kept them living in fear of Ma Biao.

And now, the powerful Ma Biao was dead, gruesomely devoured by a monster. Even more bizarre was the fact that the "mud monster" in front of them actually obeyed human commands.

Evil leader.

Although Chen Feng's actions seemed to be for the greater good, the process was too brutal. Some people's wills collapsed on the spot, as if they had been electrocuted, collapsing to the ground, unable to connect Chen Feng, who had killed more than a dozen people, with their savior.

Chen Feng's words undoubtedly gave the people hope. They didn't care much and fled from the room as if they were fleeing a disaster, facing the various dangers outside, even in the darkness, which still held many kinds of "predators".

These people were defenseless and had long been stripped of their courage. Once they left the room, they were undoubtedly doomed, even a few slow-moving zombies could trap them in a corner, tearing them apart at will.

Certain death.

Without the shelter of a police station, these people wouldn't even see the sun of the next day, they would be dead for sure.

But... none of this had anything to do with Chen Feng.

Leaving was their choice, and Chen Feng had no obligation to save them. This group of non-combatants would only weaken his chances of survival. For the sake of a group of strangers, he didn't want to put himself in jeopardy.

This was something Chen Feng didn't want to see...

Chen Feng ignored those people and instead surveyed the room.

The room was divided into partitions, with a hall, several offices, and over a dozen bodies sprawled across the floor like scattered trash, a particularly jarring sight.

Chen Feng stepped carefully, his footsteps making a slight sound on the floor as he attempted to check if there were any survivors in the offices that might have been overlooked.

And there it was!

Just as he stepped into the doorway of an office, he suddenly caught a faint, mournful wail.

Apart from the fiends and dark elves, it was difficult to find another living person in the room, making the sound particularly clear.

Is there someone who hasn't left?

Silently gripping the bone-cleaver, every muscle in Chen Feng's body tensed as he scanned his surroundings, preparing for a fight.

Without any palpitations, it indicated that there was just an ordinary person in the room, but cautious Chen Feng wouldn't underestimate anyone.

Even the weak ants have the ability to destroy a dam.

.................

Chen Feng spotted a woman.

She was a beautiful woman, if one were to rate her, she would score at least 80 points, which was quite high. Although she might not be considered top-tier, she could be called a goddess.

With her attractive face and excellent job, people like her were often pursued by the wealthy and powerful. If the apocalypse hadn't occurred, her life would have been fulfilling.

Perhaps just a few days ago, she had finished a nursing session with her friends and was sitting in a high-end restaurant enjoying fine cuisine. But now, she was being tormented on a cheap office desk.

No one knew what she had been through these past few days.

Chen Feng's footsteps were light.

Yet, this woman, who had endured the unfairness of fate, easily noticed him, lifting her head to reveal bloodshot eyes, like a seductive rose, and hoarsely asked, "Can you lend me a knife?"