I Reincarnated During the Apocalypse and Killed My Enemies

Ji Zan’s expression turned cold. “What good would it do if you went? Your abilities are completely suppressed by him. Are you going to risk your life?” MO Cheng was left speechless, lowering his head in embarrassment.

Fu Shinan gave Ji Zan a curious look. It was early in the morning, and he seemed unusually irritable. Maybe he hadn’t slept well. However, she didn’t comment on it. Instead, she turned to MO Cheng. “Don’t worry, I’m fine now. That person can only be controlled by me at the moment. Hurry up and subdue him, otherwise, we won’t be able to rest peacefully.”

MO Cheng nodded. “Then I’ll go with you and protect Sister Fu from behind.”

Ji Zan firmly rejected the idea. “Let Sun Han go with her. If he can use his abilities, Sun Han’s fire is more suitable. Your abilities have a limited range, so stay behind and protect Professor Feng and the others.”

“Ji Zan is right, you should stay behind. Besides, we still have the Changkong Tribe with us, there are quite a few people,” Fu Shinan said after finishing her porridge. She casually handed the bowl to MO Cheng.

MO Cheng took it and managed a faint smile. “Sister Fu, please be careful.” Ji Zan had already walked out the door without looking back, saying, “Let’s go!”

“Coming!” Fu Shinan hurried to catch up, feeling puzzled. Ji Zan seemed unusually impatient today.

As they passed through the Misty Forest, Ji Zan grabbed Fu Shinan’s hand tightly, causing her some discomfort. She furrowed her brow but didn’t say anything, thinking he might be nervous.

The group emerged from the Misty Forest and arrived at the same spot as yesterday. However, the bodies of the deceased and even the zombies on the ground had all disappeared.

Ji Zan came to a halt, looking around, his hand still gripping Fu Shinan’s. This made Fu Shinan feel a bit uncomfortable, so she exerted some force to pull her hand away.

Ji Zan glanced at her, released her hand, and turned to ask, “Where does that High Priest live?”

He Zhu pointed in a direction, saying, “He lives over there, in a large area. Usually, he doesn’t allow us to get close.”

Ji Zan nodded and instructed, “Lead the way.”

He Zhu led the group to the area where the High Priest resided. There were many Changkong Tribe members sitting in front of the house, as if they were engaged in some form of prayer.

One tribe member stood nearby, acting as a guard. When they saw Ji Zan and the others, they immediately shouted. Everyone stood up, holding dart tubes in their hands.

Fu Shinan, seeing this, couldn’t help taking a step back and asked, “Do all of you know how to use these?”

He Zhu nodded and explained, “We used to use them for hunting, but the High Priest… I mean, that man, taught us how to apply snake venom to the needles.”

As they spoke, the people started rushing toward them, and the poisoned needles came at them like a rainstorm.

In an instant, Ji Zan stretched out his hand and gathered all the needles together.

Just then, the door to the house opened, and the High Priest walked out. He looked at Ji Zan with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and the needles in Ji Zan’s hand dropped to the ground.

The High Priest’s voice turned cold as he said, “Kill these traitors and invaders! They are the ones who brought this disaster upon us. Only when they die can you seek rebirth!”

Upon hearing this, the Changkong Tribe members’ eyes became fanatical, chanting, “Kill them all!”

Seeing these people in their frenzied state, Sun Han couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle. He said, “This man is suppressing our abilities again! I can’t summon my fire…”

“I’ll deal with him,” Fu Shinan focused her mind, activated the system, and chose to connect to the High Priest’s body. Her perspective immediately shifted.

Standing in the High Priest’s position, she sensed a strong smell of blood, yet there was no blood on his hands. Without much thought, she immediately declared, “Stop! Slaughtering your own kind will bring divine punishment upon us!” With that, she controlled the man’s body and opened the door behind him, from which the smell of blood emanated.

However, the moment she opened the door, Fu Shinan was so shocked, she almost bounced out of the High Priest’s body. The room looked like a slaughterhouse, covered in blood. All the deceased Changkong Tribe members were there, their bodies mutilated, their organs exposed. Even someone like Fu Shinan, who had performed surgeries for years, could barely stand the sight, let alone the people outside.

Ji Zan instructed Sun Han to keep an eye on Fu Shinan’s body and walked out with He Zhu and the others.

Seeing this gruesome scene, He Zhu couldn’t hold back his tears. His eyes turned red as he exclaimed, “He’s not the savior predicted by the former tribe leader. He’s an evil imposter! This person here is the one foreseen by the former tribe leader to save us!”

As they spoke, they heard sobbing coming from the adjacent room….