"Building 87, Lai Zhiyong?"
Liang Yuan noted down the name and asked, "What superpower does he have?"
"I... I donât know, I really donât know. Everyone says heâs very powerful. Weâve traded with them twice before, itâs his territory, after all. We didnât dare to cause trouble."
"But a few of his men are very skilled. Iâve seen them in action."
"Spare me, and I can lead you there. Once we get there, Iâll point out who they are."
Liang Yuan smiled slightly, shook his head, and asked, "Have those men, women, and children down there pleaded for mercy with you?"
The manâs plea for mercy suddenly paused.
Liang Yuan ignored him and turned around to start scavenging the room.
"Leave them to you."
His voice came through faintly, with indifference.
This kind of scum, he couldnât be bothered to dirty his hands.
Ni Qi and Ma Ji immediately looked at these people with hatred.
...
Soon, the Firebird sent three small boats to pick up people again.
Li Xiangyang, Zhang Rongrong, and others gradually brought these victims onto the boats.
Liang Yuan also took away everything that could be carried from the building.
Then he went to the rooftop and scanned the mess there, discovering an unfinished wooden raft.
He looked thoughtful: "It seems these people also planned to leave the building."
Liang Yuan guessed that the people here had already reached their limits.
Even if there were mutant fish to eat, there was nothing left to use for a fire.
They could only leave here to find other livable places.
Liang Yuanâs eyes revealed deep contemplation. This discovery made him realize that as time went on, those trapped in the building would be forced to leave.
Unless they could endure living like savages, eating raw mutant fish, without fuel, they couldnât have cooked food.
These people would inevitably go out to seek habitable places.
Yangshan is the highest and most suitable place to survive nearby.
They would definitely try to reach Yangshan.
By then, Yangshan would face unprecedented pressure.
Besides the half-finished raft, the rooftop had nothing else; plants had long withered, leaving only bare branches and mud soaked by rain.
Taking the raft into his space, Liang Yuanâs figure flashed, directly leaping from the top floor.
With telekinesis supporting him, he stepped into the void, landing on a small boat on the water not far away.
Tu Long promptly said, "Mr. Liang, what should we do now?"
Liang Yuan asked, "Have all the people been arranged onto the boats?"
Tu Long nodded repeatedly, "Theyâve all been sent onto the boats and handed over to Meng Youyou for mental treatment."
Liang Yuan nodded, "Then this boat doesnât return for now. The few of you come with me to Building 83 to check out this so-called black market."
There were five people on the boat: besides Tu Long and Liang Yuan, there were Wang Xiaoya, Chang Yan, and Ni Qi.
With Liang Yuan there, they naturally had nothing to worry about and rowed directly towards Building 83.
As the small boat rowed on the water, they occasionally heard gasps and screams while passing by some apartment buildings.
Liang Yuan glanced at them and then withdrew his gaze.
From those buildings, some people waved towards him, seemingly wanting him to come over.
There were also humanoid creatures at the windows, roaring, trying to come out, but because they were too large, they couldnât squeeze through the windows.
These were clearly mutated monsters, nothing worth paying attention to.
"Help, help!"
As they passed a building, suddenly a woman stuck her head out of a window, excitedly calling to Liang Yuan and them for help.
Seeing this, Chang Yan felt a pang of conscience, wanting to say something.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the window, dragging the womanâs head back inside, followed by screams and a manâs curses.
Not long after, a man stuck his head out of the window, warily looking at the small boat.
Liang Yuan said, "Weâll deal with these people when we come back later."
Only then did Chang Yan understand that Mr. Liang wasnât ignoring it; he planned to take action when they returned.
She nodded and focused on rowing the boat.
Just then, they suddenly heard a bang, like something had shattered.
Then, they saw a silhouette breaking through the glass at that same window, directly jumping from the twenty-ninth floor.
Splatter!
The person didnât fall into the water but was impaled by a steel bar propped up by the window below, immediately hanging from the bar! Blood sprayed and dripped continuously along the steel.
Liang Yuan and the others simultaneously looked up.
Chang Yanâs pupils contracted, and her innocent face showed anger: "Itâs that woman!"
Liang Yuanâs expression also darkened; only now did they notice that on the lower floors near the water, steel bars or sharp iron pipes were angled upward!
Liang Yuan had thought these were to guard against giant mutant fish potentially leaping out of the floodwaters.
Seeing the womanâs tragic state, he finally understood.
The protruding steel bars werenât just a defense against potential giant mutant fish in the flood.
They were also to prevent those trapped on higher floors from escaping by jumping through the windows!
The woman impaled by the steel was not completely dead; she moaned in pain, desperately crying out.
"Help me, save meâ"
Despite exerting all her strength, the steel bar seemed to have pierced her abdomen, causing excruciating pain with each cry, making her voice weak.
Again, the man upstairs stuck his head out, seeing this scene, he cursed: "Damn, slut!"