Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1081 - 432: Loot and Run

Howling winds and snow raged fiercely, while the Mist Forest remained cloaked in layers of fog.

Yet, in contrast to the dense mist enveloping the exterior of Mist Island, the haze within this area was somewhat lighter.

Arriving back at the harbor on the Mist Forest side, traces of blood still stained the snow.

However, the corpses scattered across the ground had been completely looted, stripped of every last garment, left exposed and bare.

Certain bodies had been tossed directly into the river, swept away by the flowing waters into the misty expanse beyond the island.

During the apocalypse, every scrap of resource turned invaluable.

Even something as basic as clothing could spark fierce battles.

Liang Yuan ignored such matters entirely; as the end times unfolded, the value of human lives appeared to diminish more and more.

After witnessing countless corpses, he had become desensitized to the sight.

Over at the dock, three massive vessels were moored securely.

A sizable crowd was hustling to load goods onto the boats.

These individuals were, of course, Zhou Wanxi and his companions.

The loading efforts pressed on, with Zhou Wanxi and the rest repeatedly prodding the workers, now and then casting looks toward the City of Ice Mist.

Spotting Liang Yuan, Zhou Wanxi and his team first froze in surprise, then broke into delighted grins, calling out eagerly, “Mr. Liang is back!”

Li Chongming, Zhang Hengliang, and the others also lit up with happiness; since their fates hung on Liang Yuan’s decisions, they desperately wanted him to return.

The bunch rushed over to him, ready to question what happened.

Liang Yuan raised his hand to stop them, stating gravely, “Keep loading the cargo; we’ll discuss everything once we’re away from this place.”

The faces of Zhou Wanxi and his followers shifted instantly.

“Yes, Mr. Liang.”

Zhou Wanxi spun around without delay, barking orders at the ship captains, “Hurry up, focus on transferring critical items like Superpower Stones and Superpower Weapons right away!”

Li Chongming had to ask, “Mr. Liang, has something gone wrong?”

Liang Yuan shot him a look and replied, “The Earth Mother Sect ignited a fight inside the city, and numerous Ice Armor Warriors have already perished.”

“Doesn’t that work in our favor? Couldn’t we use this chaos to claim the City of Ice Mist?” Zhang Hengliang chimed in excitedly right away.

Liang Yuan eyed him and gave a bitter smile, “I doubt we can stick around. The Master of Fog City has intervened, and the Earth Mother Sect is almost entirely eradicated. If we tried to take over the City of Ice Mist, do you believe the Master of Fog City would let that slide without resentment?”

At these words, everyone’s countenances altered subtly.

Li Chongming pressed on, unable to hold back, “Mr. Liang, did you encounter the Master of Fog City personally?”

“Yes.” Liang Yuan gave a small nod.

Li Chongming followed up swiftly, “Is he truly as powerful as the tales describe?”

“Even more formidable than the stories claim.”

“What!”

“More powerful than you?”

Both Zhang Hengliang and Li Chongming blurted out in unison.

Liang Yuan paused briefly, let out a soft sigh, and admitted, “I’m no match for him.”

This wasn’t mere humility on Liang Yuan’s part; Chang Yuntao wasn’t just a Genetic Species Level powerhouse—he’d lately absorbed the Brain Core and Heart Core from the Floating Island Giant Corpse.

Within this Floating Island Giant Corpse domain, he wielded command over every environmental element.

Despite Liang Yuan’s adaptive superpower, gaining the upper hand proved incredibly difficult.

The crucial factor was that this individual had integrated the Brain Core and Heart Core of the Floating Island Giant Corpse, suggesting his awakened Genetic Species tied directly to this entity’s Genetic Map.

Its growth potential soared high, especially with the chance of inheriting certain Genetic Legacies.

At present, Liang Yuan conceded he lacked the strength to confront him.

Naturally, thanks to his system, time would allow him to close the gap eventually.

“So, what’s our plan? If the Master of Fog City seeks payback down the line, could we be banned from this island forever?” Zhang Hengliang voiced with evident worry.

Li Chongming shot him a look but stayed quiet, his own face clouded in gloom.

From their perspective, with the devastating floods surging beyond, few safe havens existed outside of Mist City.

Thus, if options were available, they’d prefer to align with Mist City above all.

Liang Yuan interjected, “It’s not set in stone. You could lie low temporarily, wait for things to calm, adopt new identities, and maybe return someday.”

“Besides, the Master of Fog City won’t manage the island’s operations indefinitely, and he’s unlikely to recall who you are.”

“A bunch of Ice Armor Warriors fell this round, and the ones who recognized you are most likely among the deceased.”

Liang Yuan’s reassurance sparked a spark of optimism in their eyes.

“Mr. Liang, does that mean we might get to return?”

“For real? Mr. Liang, do you believe it’s feasible?”

“Mr. Liang, and what of you? Will you be coming back?”

Out of nowhere, the usually quiet Xiao Mingtian spoke up.

Liang Yuan looked his way and answered coolly, “I absolutely can’t return; the Left Leader of the Ice Armor Warriors, He Jun, spotted me.”

Their budding hope shattered in an instant.

Lacking Liang Yuan’s presence upon return, how could they possibly come back when their very lives depended on him?

In a flash, Li Chongming and the rest caught on.

Perhaps Mr. Liang’s previous statements were meant as a probe.

Awkwardness washed over the group’s features, but Zhang Hengliang, ever the cunning one, declared promptly, “If there’s no room for us here, we’ll find it somewhere else. Mr. Liang, if you’re not coming back, count me out too, Old Zhang!”

“Exactly, if Mr. Liang stays away, so do we.”

“Yeah, this isn’t the sole refuge from the floods; Guangfu’s got plenty of spots, right?”

“True, Guangfu boasts the tallest peak, Cangqiong Mountain, right by Linjiang.”

“Mist City’s chill bites too hard; I never adjusted to it, haha, no point returning.”

“We stick with Mr. Liang. Where he heads, we follow.”

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The nearby captains grinned fawningly, while even the quieter ones, though wordless, strained to force amiable smiles onto their faces.