Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1164 - 505: Meeting

"What’s your name?"

"Sun, Sun Guowei." Sun Guowei’s complexion drained of color as he stammered in terror.

He didn’t dare produce any unnecessary sound, afraid the man before him would strike him down right there.

Since the catastrophic flood hit, human lives had lost all worth.

Back in the pre-apocalypse days, he’d boldly yell at anyone and even thrust his head forward defiantly for them to strike.

Yet now, in this post-apocalyptic world, he wouldn’t risk a single extra syllable.

Liang Yuan spoke icily, "Who’s this woman beside you? What’s your connection?"

"She, she belongs to the Eden Corps, she’s my sister—Sun Weiwei. The Divine Son favors her most. Big brother, spare me, please—my sister has plenty of food, tons of it. We’ll give you anything you desire."

Liang Yuan’s eyes shadowed over. "Care to babble more?"

Sun Guowei clamped his mouth shut at once, eyeing Liang Yuan with apprehension.

Liang Yuan questioned, "What were you two up to at the crossroads?"

Sun Guowei’s gaze flickered away briefly, mumbling, "Nothing much, just chatting with my sister about something."

From that shifty look, Liang Yuan instantly sensed the siblings plotted mischief and pressed, "What sort of thing?"

"Well... My sister wanted to chase off a woman and sought my advice on how."

Liang Yuan’s pulse quickened; he suspected Sun Weiwei targeted Ding Yan.

He demanded swiftly, "Which woman were you planning to drive out?"

"Er... Ding, her name’s Ding Yan."

Liang Yuan’s gaze sharpened fiercely, and he probed fast, "Ding Yan? Where’s she at?"

Sun Guowei pointed hastily toward a nearby stone hut. "Inside that place."

Saying no more, Liang Yuan seized the pair and signaled to Ni Qi afar.

Ni Qi and Ji Xiaoyu rushed up promptly.

Liang Yuan knocked Sun Guowei unconscious, then murmured, "Guard them closely—I’ve located Ding Yan."

"Mr. Liang, we’ve got this." Ni Qi affirmed right away.

Liang Yuan dashed to the stone house, confirmed the area clear, and rapped softly on the entrance.

A wary voice emerged from within.

"Who’s there?"

Recognizing the tone, Liang Yuan grinned.

"Ding Yan, it’s me!"

Inside, Ding Yan’s eyes bulged in shock, and she flung the door open fast.

Darkness cloaked the outside, yet the door’s outline alone let her identify him instantly.

"Liang Yuan!"

Overwhelmed with delight and disbelief, Ding Yan cried out.

Liang Yuan grinned softly and hushed, "Let’s speak indoors."

Ding Yan shifted aside quickly, grabbed a glowing stone-like item from the table, held it near Liang Yuan, and scrutinized his features.

"Really you? How’d you get here?"

Liang Yuan chuckled, "What, just days apart and you’ve forgotten my face?"

Ding Yan shook her head vigorously. "These days, ability users wield bizarre powers. Remember Sister Wan with Li Qinghua? Her shapeshifting lets her mimic anybody."

Liang Yuan laughed lightly. "Looks can shift, but power reveals the truth."

With that, he snapped his fingers—a blaze ignited in his hand.

In a flash, the fire vanished, swapped by flowing water.

Then, a turtle-shell-like spiritual barrier sprang up around him, shielding Ding Yan too and muffling external noises.

Spotting that hallmark Spirit Turtle Shield, Ding Yan relaxed fully and hugged him tightly in bliss.

Liang Yuan patted her back soothingly. "Ni Qi told me you entered the folded space hunting Genetic Mutation Beasts, so I hurried here."

"What went down with you? Why solo? Where’re Li Qinghua and the rest?"

Ding Yan clenched her teeth at the query. "We misjudged the Genetic Mutation Beasts’ might."

"I figured, despite your Ice Attribute Genetic Species, none fit my Constitution type perfectly, so I ventured out alone to hunt some."

"But the folded space teemed with far more Genetic Mutation Beasts than expected. We aimed for one, yet drew a swarm during the hunt."

"The beasts pursued us, scattering our group. Li Qinghua and Zhou Qingming stuck with me."

"Old Ge and Xia Ming? No clue where they ran off to."

The trio fled relentlessly; Li Qinghua deployed Space Bubbles repeatedly for defense, but the Genetic Mutation Beasts shattered them effortlessly.

Among peers, his Space Bubbles ranked strong.

Against Genetic Species-tier Mutation Beasts, though, they fell short.

Still, they granted the three precious moments to flee.

Yet the folded space brimmed with Genetic Species-level Mutation Beasts.

They narrowly evaded the first pair’s siege, ducking into a half-flooded structure.

Inside lurked a berserk Mutant packing Genetic Species-level strength.

By then, Li Qinghua’s energy was spent; he couldn’t battle anymore.

Zhou Qingming morphed into blood mist to mask their getaway.

Shockingly, the Mutant bore Constitution-type Mutation Gene, ripping through much of Zhou Qingming’s mist and devouring it.

Badly wounded, Zhou Qingming shrank into a soda can, which Ding Yan snatched up.

Doom seemed certain, but the Little Straw Mountain scavenging team appeared.

Out foraging, they chanced on the trio, drawing the Mutant’s fury.

Amid the clash, exhausted Ding Yan and Li Qinghua collapsed unconscious.

Awakening later, Ding Yan discovered she’d landed at Little Straw Mountain.

Then Wu Yaobang, self-proclaimed Divine Son, showed up.

He played enigmatic, but under their roof, Ding Yan held her tongue and inquired about Li Qinghua.

Astonishingly, he claimed Li Qinghua wasn’t rescued—in the chaos, they only grabbed her, ignoring him.

Shock and fury gripped Ding Yan; anxiety surged.

That night, though, Zhou Qingming’s voice emanated from the can she clutched.

Despite dire wounds, he’d stayed aware.

From the can’s confines, he’d seen them haul Li Qinghua off.

Ding Yan grasped their scheme: seize Li Qinghua, abandon her.

As predicted, Wu Yaobang soon cozied up, probing her past and powers relentlessly.

Ding Yan also sensed grave injury—a alien energy clogged her chest, unyielding.

Activating her ability triggered backlash from it.

Noticing this, Wu Yaobang dropped suspicions, extended overtures, even pursued her romantically.

It infuriated Ding Yan to no end.

"If not for hunting Li Qinghua, I’d bolt from here in a heartbeat."

She confessed helplessly to Liang Yuan.

Liang Yuan’s features hardened; he sneered. "Dares to eye you? He’s begging for death!"

His fury warmed Ding Yan deeply.

No matter her strength, she remained a woman at heart.

The concern from her beloved man filled her with joy.

Rising, she approached, perched on his lap, cupped his cheeks, and teased, "Jealous, are we?"

Liang Yuan rolled his eyes. "You’re mine—who wouldn’t get possessive?"

"Pfft, so what’s your move?"

"Heh, simple: nab him and wipe him out!"

Ding Yan nodded approvingly—that’s her man, bold and fierce!

Yet she shook her head gravely. "Caution’s key; Wu Yaobang’s no pushover."

"How so?"

"His power’s a mystery still, but Eden chatter revealed clues."

"They say he boasts an undying body—dies repeatedly, yet revives each time."

"That freakish gift earned him Divine Son status."

"All worship and dread him."

"Plus, his Angel Corps guards—nearly every one wields Genetic Species-level might. Terrifying bunch."

Liang Yuan furrowed his brow. "This Angel Corps—what’s their deal? Scouting around, only they pack that punch."

"No other Genetic Species-tier ability users here."

Ding Yan shook her head faintly. "No idea. Angel Corps stays enigmatic, distant, stone-faced."

"Eden’s common folk know zilch of their roots, never glimpse beneath the masks."

"Likely only Wu Yaobang holds those secrets."

Liang Yuan pondered, brow creased tight.

Abruptly, the table’s can groaned and warped.

Instantly, thick blood mist erupted forth.

It coalesced rapidly into a human shape within the room.

"Old Zhou, you okay?" Ding Yan leaped off Liang Yuan, inquiring.

Liang Yuan rose leisurely, eyeing Zhou Qingming.

Zhou Qingming looked robust now—reformed from mist to flesh, skin flushed, vitality brimming.

He exclaimed thrilled, "Mr. Liang, you’re here!"

Liang Yuan grinned. "Had I not shown, you’d be stuck here forever."

Zhou Qingming beamed. "With you here, Mr. Liang, we’re set—no more fears."

Ding Yan cut in. "Fully healed yet?"

Zhou Qingming nodded eagerly. "This blood essence packs insane recovery—prime healing treasure."

"Get this Mutant Beast to Yangshan, and we’d brew superior potions—huh?"

Mid-sentence, unease hit him.

His inner Qi and Blood roiled wildly; an overwhelming lust flooded his mind.

Zhou Qingming’s breathing grew ragged, face twisting. "Something’s off!"

Ding Yan paled, stepping toward him.

But Zhou Qingming snapped his head up, crimson eyes locking on her.

He blurred forward, lunging at Ding Yan.

Yet nearing her, invisible Telekinesis seized him mid-air.

Zhou Qingming levitated helplessly, crimson mist leaking everywhere.

Stunned, Ding Yan halted. "What’s happening?"

Liang Yuan’s face grew solemn. "Aphrodisiac taint in his Qi and Blood."

Ding Yan’s expression shifted; fury ignited as memory struck.

"Sun Weiwei!"