The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 117 - 114: Collapse

"Su Mo!"

After landing, Su Mo heard Li Qian calling her and rushed over with all her might. She wouldn’t waste even a short one-second opportunity, replacing her Tang Blade with the Flat Pot the moment her opponent regained consciousness, slamming the pot over his face.

"Bang" – the superpower user’s vision went dark, a gush of blood pouring from his nose as he collapsed limply onto the ground.

Over at Lu Chen’s side, no help was needed; with his superior combat experience, all four men lay on the ground, their ankles broken, howling in pain.

The Cold Ice dissipated, leaving behind only a puddle of water and the last trembling man with a gun.

Ling Fang, clutching her son, shrank back into a corner, a look of despair in her eyes: "Kill me if you must, but leave my son alone."

Su Mo didn’t even glance at her, walking straight to the man she had intentionally left conscious. She extended her pale, soft palm toward him with a smile, "The keys to the door, if you please."

The man, shivering, went to the unconscious Wood Element Superpower User’s side and took a bunch of keys to hand them over. As Su Mo took them, the last thing his consciousness registered was the Flat Pot coming straight at his face.

The woman with the middle-parted hair in Building No. 3 felt a fluctuation in her spiritual power and immediately stood up, instructing the people behind her: "They are stealing our oil! Take them back!"

The people behind her obeyed, with a group splitting off to carry out the command.

"Open the elevator door," the middle-parted woman stepped back two paces in front of the elevator and ordered.

A Strength Element Superpower User from behind forced the elevator doors open with his bare hands, and the foul stench that emerged made everyone retch.

It was pitch black below. She leaned out to look and then drew back, seeing nothing, "Bring me a glow stick."

Aunt Yuan quickly ran out and brought back several glow sticks, which were thrown into the elevator shaft.

The dim green light of the glow sticks fell downwards until they landed on the bridge box.

It was normal aside from the lack of maintenance over time that left several pipes broken and open, their stench unabated.

The middle-parted woman extended her spiritual power down and saw the bridge box had fallen on the first sub-level, surrounded by a dense crowd of ’relatives.’ She frowned, "The metal net is broken?"

There weren’t that many people below Building No. 3.

"Impossible, those nets were reinforced," remarked a superpower user standing behind her.

"What’s that?" she frowned, puzzled.

"Help! Someone save me!"

A few weak cries echoed in the elevator shaft, much to the delight of the people above.

Even Aunt Yuan said, "Quick, pull them up, and fix the elevator. Otherwise, I can’t even get home."

After confirming that it was likely just a broken metal net, the middle-parted woman instructed the Strength Element Superpower User to go down and rescue them.

"You go check it out. I’ll go look for those oil thieves."

Over here, Su Mo had opened the door and stepped inside, where shelves were filled with oil jugs of all sizes and an extra-large oil drum was placed by the door.

Lu Chen lifted the entire oil drum with his hands and carried it inside.

Li Chuan, along with his mercenaries, came forward to move the oil jugs, one hand in his pocket as he walked directly towards Lu Chen, "We had an agreement."

Su Mo joined him with a bright smile, "Of course, just trade with Crystal Stones when you’re short."

Several people moved the oil around the room, and Sheng Yuan, following up later, also got a share of the loot.

Ling Fang, hugging Ling Ye, sneakily pressed the elevator button. Seeing that the others had no intention of harming her, she dashed in and went down as soon as the elevator ’dinged.’

"Boss, are we going to ignore that woman?" Jianxiong asked, arms crossed at the door. He had watched the woman go down with his own eyes.

"Hmm," Lu Chen had nearly cleared out half of the shelves in the room, confident that they wouldn’t run out of something like oil for the next few months.

"Let’s go."

"We’re leaving with a full load," Su Mo said with a grin. They hadn’t emptied everything, leaving the oil in the room across the way.

"I’m afraid it won’t be easy to leave," Li Qian remarked as he stood by the living room window, which he had opened. Dozens of fully armed people were running towards the building below.

"Let’s talk about it when we get downstairs," Lu Chen walked over to the window and glimpsed down with a cold indifference, showing no sign of panic.

The group went downstairs in a mighty procession, only to be tightly surrounded as soon as they stepped out the door.

The woman with the middle part was leading them, with Ling Fang by her side.

"Why did you steal the oil?"

As soon as she said this, Su Mo couldn’t help but laugh, "What, did you not give it to us willingly?"

Ling Fang’s face turned sour. She glanced at the middle-parted woman and lowered her head, "I couldn’t keep them here."

"Mom! It’s not your fault! They are the bad guys!" Ling Ye glared angrily at Su Mo, his small eyes filled with heartbroken betrayal.

Su Mo sighed and said, "Actually, you only have two choices, let us go, or we kill you and then leave."

The Tang Blade appeared in her hands, with Jianxiong and Zhao Changsheng also revealing their superpowers. Li Chuan and Sheng Yuan were in the same boat with them now, and they certainly wouldn’t just sit and wait for death.

Several people from the building, young and old, poked their heads out to watch.

The woman with the middle part seemed determined to keep them there, waving her hand. The group surrounding them revealed their superpowers.

"You can leave, but the gasoline stays," her words left no room for rebuttal.

At this statement, Ling Fang buried her head even lower; in truth, she was just a Water Element Superpower User serving the community, and she really couldn’t make any decisions.

Lu Chen’s face remained impassive, his eyes revealing a deep, bone-chilling indifference mixed with a threatening murderous aura as he looked at the woman, "And if we don’t hand it over?"

"Not hand it over..." The woman, shaken by his formidable pressure, took two steps back but still mustered the strength to step forward again, sweat dripping from her forehead like peas. She couldn’t afford to lose her status within the community.

"Boom!"

A sound of something collapsing, like the grating noise of steel being crushed, mixed with human screams.

"What’s happening!?" Everyone turned to look. free𝑤ebnovel.com

More people stuck their heads out from the buildings, drawn by the loud noise.

Su Mo’s heart trembled, the breeze blowing her way seeming to carry a despairing chill.

She immediately focused on Building Three, and sure enough, a person was running out—it was Aunt Yuan, who had said the elevator had collapsed this morning.

"Monsters! The monsters are coming out!"

It was not her kin, but monsters.

She was running towards them from afar, her blue-purple face streaming with tears. Behind her, Building Three seemed to be vibrating as gaunt claws reached out from the first floor. Then, like ants emerging from their nest...

Su Mo saw the terrifying scene that made her tremble in fear.

Countless emaciated Level 2 zombies scrambled out of Building Three, spreading in all directions. Aunt Yuan, halfway there, was mercilessly tackled from behind, her head brutally ripped off by the zombie. A crimson blood bath spread across the ground as the zombie let out a piercing howl, taking a vicious bite.