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Chapter 3

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The business of the bookstore was as usual.

There wasn't a single customer for the entire morning.

Ling Ping'an lay on the counter and slept for the entire morning.

When he woke up, he realized that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Another boring day!" He rubbed his temples, opened the drawer on the counter, and saw a delicate dagger inside, as well as a bag of items beside the dagger.

"It doesn't look like tea leaves?" Ling Ping'an picked it up and placed it in front of his eyes.

He didn't look at it carefully last night, so he put it away casually.

Only now did he realize that the bag wasn't filled with tea leaves at all.

It seemed to be the leaves of some kind of plant?

Out of curiosity, Ling Ping'an poured out a piece, held it in his hand, and began to observe.

"Strange..." The leaf in his hand had a very special structure. From its appearance, it seemed to be a plant leaf with many serrated edges that had been dried.

It looked dry and shriveled, but it felt very tactile when pinched.

Ling Ping'an could even feel a little warmth in the shriveled leaf.

He carefully used his fingers to pry open the curled up leaf. An alluring fragrance immediately assailed his nose.

"Some kind of spice?" Ling Ping'an put the leaf back into the bag.

After all, it was someone else's thing. He didn't want to break it.

Otherwise, what if he had to pay for it?

… …

The sun was setting in the west.

Night was coming.

Unlike the day, the world at night was more dangerous.

After the Great Apocalypse, half of the world's population had become monsters and evil spirits.

This made the night a nightmare for humans.

Other than the safe zone, other areas were red dangerous areas at night.

Sometimes, some areas would even turn crimson, which symbolized extreme danger, and black, which symbolized disaster.

According to the standards issued by the United Nations Security Organization.

The safety levels around the world were divided into: very safe (dark green), safe (green), dangerous (light red), extremely dangerous (dark red), disaster (black), and the highest level of depravity (dark black).

Donglin City was a dangerous area.

Other than the safe zone, all other areas were dangerous areas that civilians were forbidden from entering.

At night, the danger level of most areas would increase.

Even the army and demon hunters did not dare to appear in dangerous areas late at night.

This was because at night, the abilities and activity of ghosts and evil spirits would greatly increase.

Moreover, the low-level ghosts and evil spirits that were suppressed by the sunlight during the day would appear in groups.

However, Han Li was sitting on the roof of a building in the Eastern District, which was clearly marked as extremely dangerous.

A pair of slender and beautiful legs dangled on the balcony of a twenty-story building.

This used to be a high-end residential area in the city center.

Not far away was the ruins of Donglin University.

During the Great Cataclysm, a fierce battle took place here.

An entire regiment of soldiers had perished here in order to cover the retreat of women, children, and students.

Therefore, the trenches and fortresses that the respectable warriors had temporarily built could still be seen in the residential area.

Tanks that were already covered in rust pointed their muzzles at the underground parking lot of the community.

The garden of the neighborhood was filled with bullet holes and scattered bullet casings.

All the buildings in the southern and northern parts of the district had been reduced to rubble.

That was the destruction caused by the napalm bombs dropped by the bombers that took off from Donglin Airport at the most dangerous time.

Night gradually fell.

Figures began to crawl out from the rubble of the collapsed buildings.

They were like spiders with eight legs and crawled like lizards.

Their skin and bones were as hard as steel.

Their fastest speed was more than two hundred kilometers per hour.

Their claws and teeth were extremely sharp, and their blood could corrode most armor.

Therefore, the United Nations Security Council named them "Spider Demons."

They were one of the most feared B-class ghosts by humans.

Because they lived in groups.

Moreover, there were often hundreds of Spider Demons in a group.

At its peak, humans had recorded groups of tens of thousands of Spider Demons.

And this group of Spider Demons here used to be as many as thousands.

Therefore, a mechanized armored regiment was torn apart by them here.

But now, the number of this group had been reduced to less than a hundred.

Don't be too happy!

Because if the number of individuals in a group of ghosts began to decrease, it could only mean one thing — they were expanding.

Han Li looked at the Spider Demons that were constantly approaching the building.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a beautiful arc.

The crimson book in her hand kept flipping through the pages, and murmurs that sounded like ravings echoed softly in her ears.

"Superclass Abyssal, Demon, Insect, Human-Faced Spider!"

This was the true origin and name of the Spider Demons!

Their most vulnerable place was the third cervical vertebra under the neck!

Han Li jumped down from the top of the building.

Her black tight-fitting combat suit set off her beautiful figure, and she landed like a Valkyrie.

Spiritual power blossomed from her hands, turning her hands into two sharp blades.

"Die!" Han Li had already locked onto the neck of a Human-Faced Arachnid while she was in midair. She used the bouncing force of her landing to jump lightly and land on the arachnid's back. Her blade-like left hand chopped accurately at the Human-Faced Arachnid's vertebra.

Crack!

Like a domino that was pushed down, the huge Human-Faced Spider didn't even have time to howl before it collapsed to the ground. It was like a component that had all the screws unscrewed.

With a crash, the ghost that could withstand a grenade head-on shattered to the ground.

Dark green blood and stinky internal organs flowed all over the ground.

A deep pit was formed on the ground due to the corrosion.

… …

It was a boring afternoon and a boring game.

He had already knelt five times.

Ling Ping'an felt that his emotions were a little impetuous.

"It's either five shooters, five mages, or five junglers..."

"The bronze section is really hell on earth!"

Throwing down the phone in his hand, he rubbed his sore temples. The aftereffects of last night's all-nighter had not subsided yet.

So...

"Looks like I won't be able to update today..."

He turned on the TV. On the TV, it was the familiar soap opera at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The length of the family and the dispute between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law made Ling Ping'an sleepy.

Subconsciously, he picked up the teacup and began to make tea.

The sound of water splashing could be heard from the water dispenser, and a pleasant, fragrant aroma filled his mouth and nose. Just smelling it filled him with energy, as if the exhaustion from the previous night, and the emptiness he felt now, had been swept away.

"Why is it so fragrant?" Ling Ping'an lowered his head.

Then, he saw something floating in the teacup.

It was a few golden leaves.

Full and bright.

"Did I make the wrong tea leaves?" Ling Ping'an was stunned. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have mixed up the tea leaves in the drawer and used the bag of leaves that the girl had pawned here last night.

He picked up a leaf from the teacup. After being soaked in boiling water, the unknown leaf was completely golden like gold. Gently pinching it, juice overflowed from it, and the fragrance filled his nose.

Ling Ping'an tentatively used his finger to dip a little of the golden liquid on the leaf, put it in his mouth, and tasted it, "So sweet!"

The taste buds in his mouth were immediately completely conquered by the sweet and fragrant taste.

Ling Ping'an swore that he had never drunk such a delicious drink before!

… …

The murmurs beside his ears were getting more and more frequent.

Han Li shook her head to wake herself up a little.

She panted slightly and kicked the head of a human-faced spider under her feet.

Then, she walked forward until she entered the pitch-black underground parking lot.

Taking out the flashlight from her body, Han Li turned on the power and shone it at the parking lot that no one had come to for decades.

Luxury cars that had been abandoned for god knows how long were squeezed together.

Many cars had already flipped over.

In the bodies of the cars that had long decayed, there were white bones.

Han Li bypassed these obstacles and continued forward.

Then, she saw a scene that shocked her inexplicably.

The skeletons of more than a dozen soldiers in military uniforms were scattered in a bunker in front of her.

A few heavy machine guns were aimed at the front.

The bunker was full of scattered machine gun shell casings.

The stone pillars and walls of the parking lot in front of the bunker were densely packed with gun holes.

Han Li walked over and looked at the skeleton of an officer. From under his body, she picked up a photo that was buried in the rotten soil. It had already turned yellow and discolored, and could not be seen clearly at all.

However, in the photo, she could still see the outline of two couples snuggling together, smiling brightly.

Under the photo, there was also a nameplate.

The name of the officer and the number of the unit he belonged to were recorded on the steel.

Captain Yu Aiguo of the Seventh Company of the Third Rapid Reaction Battalion of the People's Army, Fifth Airborne Division.

This was the number of the first army to rush to Donglin City to rescue during the catastrophe.

Looking at the nameplate and photo in her hand, Han Li cursed softly, "This damned world!"

Therefore, she squatted down and found the nameplates from the bones and the mud.

Then, she put them away.

Han Li continued forward and walked to the depths of the underground parking lot, in front of a huge collapsed hole.

The flashlight shone down. In the dark underground, there were many gray and withered grass, densely packed.

That was the Dead Spirit Grass.

… …

"This is too awesome!" Ling Ping'an held the teacup that had been drunk and even the dregs had been licked clean. He sat at the counter and muttered to himself.

He now felt that his energy seemed to be endless.

His entire body was full of strength, and he might be able to fight against ten people.

More importantly, his eyesight had also improved a lot.

He could actually see clearly after taking off his glasses!

"What exactly are you?" He grabbed the bag of dried leaves, raised his head, and recalled the woman from last night, "Could it be that these leaves were secretly developed by some large company and are specially supplied to the nobles?"

Thinking about it carefully, there was really such a possibility.

After all, the nobles of the Federal Empire had been very open since ancient times.

The distinguished figures of the Wei and Jin Dynasties were sent flying by taking five stone powder. Since modern times, the nobles of the Federal Empire were not much inferior to the figures of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Thinking of this, he quietly put away the bag of dried leaves.

"I can't touch it anymore!"

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