Chapter 51: Boxing? Are you out of your mind!

Although this place was run by Sun Teng, many of the boys still secretly indulged themselves behind his back. After all, under such circumstances, who could resist? In the blink of an eye, half the boys had their heads blown off. The rest, terrified, fell to their knees, begging for mercy.

At that moment, Black Panther bared his fangs and let out a low growl.

"Xiao Hei, leave them be. Let them fend for themselves," Xue Feng said coolly.

With the collapse of doomsday order, what happened in the school was just the tip of the iceberg. He wasn’t doing this to punish evil or champion virtue—he simply wanted to eliminate those who bullied Nie Xiaoxing.

"You, and you, come with me. My shelter has food and hot water," Xue Feng said, nodding to a few girls.

His villa needed people for chores and menial tasks. The current staff was too small to expand the villa further. Xue Feng was determined to build a fortress. He hadn’t expanded before out of concern for water and electricity, but now both issues were resolved. It was time to enlarge the area, and that required more hands.

Of course, Xue Feng had criteria for selecting girls. First, they had to be untouched, not yet violated. He watched over the gun as one of Sun Teng’s trusted men separated the girls into two groups. Next came looks and intelligence...

These girls gazed at Xue Feng as if he were their savior, eyes full of hope. When some heard they’d been chosen, they were instantly overjoyed. They had witnessed Xue Feng’s strength. Following him meant absolute safety.

"I should remind you," Xue Feng added coldly, "my shelter doesn’t support idlers. You must work for your food and hot water. You’re going there as workers, not as young ladies. Make mistakes, and you’ll be punished—I won’t hesitate to whip you."

Strangely, these words sounded like heaven’s blessing to the chosen girls. To exchange labor for food and hot water—a matter taken for granted before doomsday—was now a distant dream. Now that dream had come true, and some were moved to tears of joy. All the more so since Xue Feng was so handsome. They hurried to his side, promising obedience. Not being Sun Teng’s women, they had survived on moldy, spoiled food. Now, anything was worth it for a proper meal.

Seeing Xue Feng leaving with a few girls, some boys stepped forward, expressing their desire to go as well, promising absolute obedience and willingness to do anything.

"No," Xue Feng refused flatly. Not killing them all was mercy enough. Rejected, the boys immediately began to question him:

"You’re only taking girls. Clearly, you’re up to no good! Why should you?"

Xue Feng simply smiled. "It’s my shelter. I decide who joins. Besides, in the apocalypse, strength is the law. I saved you from Sun Teng, yet you slander me—I’m truly hurt!"

Bang! With that, Xue Feng silenced the boy with a bullet.

Just as Xue Feng turned to leave, a shrill female voice rose behind him. The woman’s eyes glared at the girls about to leave.

"Don’t go with him! Do you really want to survive by relying on men? The apocalypse has arrived, order has collapsed, and society is being reshaped. This is the age of female awakening! We can survive without men!"

A fat, bloated girl with a face full of acne shouted, waving her arms in agitation.

Xue Feng chuckled. He hadn’t expected to encounter a feminist here. He’d heard of their prevalence among college students, and apparently, the rumors were true. Didn’t that fat girl realize that surviving the apocalypse depended on strength, not gender?

"And you, don’t be fooled by this man! You don’t need to orbit around men to survive! Let’s resist and build a women-only refuge!" the fat girl now shouted at An Xiaowei, probably noticing the gun in her hand and confident in her own powers of persuasion. Before the apocalypse, she’d had thousands of followers online, and her rhetoric had always worked.

"You’re brain-dead!" An Xiaowei couldn’t help but curse back, shooting the fat girl on the spot. Still fuming, she strode over to the corpse and emptied her clip into the woman’s face, finally calming down.

If not for Xue Feng, An Xiaowei knew she’d have long since become zombie food. She wouldn’t even have had the chance to stand here. Brother Xue Feng was her prince, her god, her faith—her everything! And now someone wanted her to betray him? What a joke!

"We’re leaving. Let them fend for themselves," Xue Feng said with a wave of his hand, then led Nie Xiaoxing and the others to the armored car. Including himself, he had four people and a dog. With Nie Xiaoxing and five other girls, that made ten in total. While it was a crowd, the armored car was large enough to fit them all, and there was no one left to block their way.

Originally, Xue Feng had planned to take whatever supplies were left at the school, but Nie Xiaoxing and the others told him there was little left, and most of it was already moldy. At this, Xue Feng’s face showed disdain. To Sun Teng and his lot, such food might be precious, but to him it was trash.

Xue Feng had also intended to verify his third lead: the third-stage mutant in the West City Rubber Factory. But with so many people and dusk approaching, he decided to wait until tomorrow.

On the way back to the gas station, Xue Feng tied the remaining gasoline cans to the roof of the vehicle, ensuring he wouldn’t have to worry about fuel for a while.

Nie Xiaoxing was nervous on the ride back. She didn’t know what her sister’s living situation was like, but she was certain of one thing: Xue Feng was nothing like Sun Teng, that hypocrite. Xue Feng spoke plainly, never beating around the bush. You worked for food, mistakes earned lashes—words Sun Teng would never utter. Real villains cloaked themselves in noble words and hid their baseness. Nie Xiaoxing much preferred Xue Feng’s straightforward nature.

Soon, the armored car rolled into a villa district and stopped before one of the houses.

"I thought I’d be crushed in there! Finally out!" Zhao Weisuo was the first to jump out, followed by the others. The villa’s door opened, and at the front stood none other than Nie Xiaoyue, naked from losing a bet. After half a day unclothed, she was used to it—everyone had seen it all by now.

Unexpectedly, Xue Feng had brought back several new faces, making Nie Xiaoyue blush, though she forced herself to act natural. Then, spotting a familiar face in the crowd, she was struck dumb with shock.

"Sister?"