What is your favorite color?

“Brother Feng, may I take a look?” An Xiaowei was equally fascinated by the crystal.

Xue Feng hadn’t figured out what use this thing had, so he handed the mutated crystal to An Xiaowei.

She held it in her hand, scrutinizing it carefully for a long while, but could make nothing of it.

“I can’t tell what this thing is either. Here, you can have it!”

Xue Feng clasped the mutated crystal in his palm and examined it for a good while, feeling as if the small object was persistently calling out to him.

But as for how to use it, he was utterly clueless.

“Could it be that, just like... those mutated zombies, you have to directly fuse the crystal into your body?”

Zombies’ bodies contained a large amount of mutant virus, and this mutated crystal had just been dug out from a zombie.

No matter how bold Xue Feng was, he dared not merge it into himself just like that.

He decided to clean it thoroughly first, then carefully try and see what would happen.

He went to the kitchen, washed the crystal thoroughly with dish soap, then disinfected it with sanitizer.

Still not reassured, he simply boiled the mutated crystal in a pot of water for fifteen minutes.

Once it was completely sterilized, Xue Feng returned to his room, ready to try the classic “drip of blood” from novels.

He hadn’t expected that, just as he focused his mind, the mutated crystal suddenly radiated a striking red light.

In the next instant, a surging energy burst forth from the crystal, flooding into Xue Feng’s body.

In that moment, he felt the suppressed energy within him begin to boil.

Within just a few minutes, Xue Feng sensed a change come over his body. He could vaguely feel that his insides were now brimming with the power of thunder.

However, his current state was somewhat similar to that of the mutated zombie.

Though he had awakened a mutant ability, he had yet to figure out how to use it.

Fortunately, that mutated zombie had only just awakened its power and hadn’t learned how to wield it.

Otherwise, with its tough hide and flesh, combined with the devastating power of a lightning-type ability, both Xue Feng and An Xiaowei would have been in serious trouble.

At two in the afternoon, Xue Feng took An Xiaowei out hunting for supplies once more.

Not long after they left, they noticed something unusual.

Two people were running frantically down the street, with seven or eight zombies in hot pursuit.

The pair being chased consisted of a middle-aged man in his forties and a girl of about eighteen or nineteen.

“Help! Please, help us…”

From afar, seeing Xue Feng’s car, the man dragged the girl and ran for their lives toward them.

An Xiaowei wanted to open the door to rescue them, but Xue Feng immediately locked the doors.

“Don’t open the door yet!” Xue Feng called out loudly. “That man’s been scratched by a zombie—he could turn at any moment!”

“Ah…” An Xiaowei asked, “What about the girl? Are we just going to let her die?”

At that moment, Xue Feng suddenly floored the accelerator, charging straight into the oncoming horde of zombies.

With the force of the car’s momentum, he crushed three zombies completely.

The remaining zombies, seeing live humans inside, surged forward and pounced at the vehicle.

Seizing the opportunity, Xue Feng reversed savagely, grinding two more zombies beneath the wheels.

Bang, bang, bang—he finished off the remaining three with his gun.

In an instant, the frenzied zombies were all dealt with, and the two fugitives finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Mister, please save my father! I’ll do anything you want if you help him!”

The girl fell to her knees before Xue Feng, pleading desperately.

At this moment, Xue Feng abruptly asked, “Miss, what’s your favorite color?”

“Ah…” The girl was dumbfounded by this completely off-topic question.

It wasn’t just her—even the man and An Xiaowei sitting in the car were bewildered.

“I’m begging you to save my father—are you going to help us or not?” The girl’s frustration was evident; she thought Xue Feng was toying with her.

Xue Feng, however, replied seriously, “Don’t misunderstand.”

“I just want to know if we have any common interests!”

“If you like the same color as I do, that means we share something in common, and I’ll naturally help you.”

“Otherwise, we’re complete strangers with no connection. Why should I save you?”

The girl flew into a rage. “Do you have no humanity at all…?”

“Goodbye, then!” Since she was trying to guilt-trip him, Xue Feng couldn’t be bothered to argue. He turned to leave.

Xue Feng shut the car door, intending to drive away.

The girl panicked. “Please, don’t go! I—I like golden yellow!”

Xue Feng was secretly pleased.

Without hesitation, he jumped out of the car.

“That man’s been bitten by a zombie. We need to tie him up first, to stop him from hurting anyone if he turns!”

Xue Feng intended to restrain the man with rope, but the girl quickly objected, “My father hasn’t turned yet. That’s too inhumane…”

Even An Xiaowei couldn’t hold back.

“Are you stupid? Precisely because he still has his mind, we can restrain him now. If he turns, it’ll be too late!”

“Jiaojiao, let it go. This young man is right. My condition is unstable,” the man said, offering his hands to Xue Feng.

“If the virus breaks out, I might hurt you. This is for the best.”

Xue Feng told the man to put his hands behind his back and tied his wrists securely, then bound his legs as well.

During this, the man told Xue Feng, “I’m afraid I won’t make it.”

“Young man, please take care of my daughter, You Haoyun. She’s a truly kind girl. Treat her well.”

Xue Feng asked, “Didn’t you just call her Jiaojiao?”

“Jiaojiao is her nickname—her full name is You Haoyun.”

At that, Xue Feng couldn’t help but marvel: with a surname like that paired with such a name, she was destined for greatness.

With a name like hers, if she’s not the goddess of fortune, who is?

To be safe, Xue Feng stuffed a towel into the man’s mouth and secured it with rope, to prevent it from falling out.

There was no other way—the man had been bitten by a zombie and was certain to turn.

Ordinarily, Xue Feng wouldn’t have brought someone like that into the car.

But You Haoyun was important to him.

For now, to comfort her, he had to bring the man along.

Safety could not be compromised; Xue Feng would never risk his own life.

With that, Xue Feng, An Xiaowei, and You Haoyun worked together to lift the man into the car, stowing him in the back compartment.