I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 919 - 1008: Hurry Up, I Still Have to Eat Dinner After This

Chapter 919: Chapter 1008: Hurry Up, I Still Have to Eat Dinner After This

Mayer had absorbed too much electricity by now, and his whole body was swollen. He was channeling the excess electricity out, but there were always residues.

"Devil, truly a devil," Mayer cried while continuing to absorb electricity, pushing his limits time and time again, only to discover, miraculously, that he seemed to have become stronger—

Hao Yunlai suddenly twitched his ear: "They’ve stopped attacking; a power user is catching up, and it’s in a straight line distance."

Everyone understood what a straight-line distance meant in these winding tunnels.

Jing Shu frowned, "You guys continue, Hao Yunlai and I will go take care of it." Otherwise, it would still be quite troublesome.

Hearing Jing Shu personally handle it, both Tan Ke and Zhang Lang were a bit worried. After all, everyone knew for quite some time now that Jing Shu’s strength was terrifying, but compared to other power users, strength was the most negligible ability.

Could Jing Shu do it?

Hao Yunlai grinned, "Don’t worry, with me here, Mirror will be safe." After all, the whole family quite liked Mirror, and they would definitely ensure her safety.

Then they split into two teams, with Jing Shu and Hao Yunlai heading in opposite directions.

"They’re fast, a man and a woman, the man is speed and strength type, the woman’s abilities are unknown." Quickly, Jing Shu learned their general info through the insects in the tunnel.

Hao Yunlai responded with a nod, "They’re probably after you, it’s Old Mi’s reinforcements arriving, and they might have a large force arriving soon. After all, with so many resources lost, they definitely have to pursue."

Jing Shu nonchalantly said, "Then we’ll just escape. After all, the stuff is in hand and won’t be given back."

The two couldn’t help but smile at each other, reminiscing about their days in the United States.

Soon, the man and woman caught up, they didn’t navigate the maze, instead, the man smashed directly into it.

No wonder they were so fast.

Who knows if this man’s made of steel or concrete, with such a crashing ability.

However, Jing Shu didn’t bring a translator this time, so when they happened to confront the two, their arrogant sneering and rambling was met with indifference.

There’s a saying that villains often fall due to excessive talking, so Jing Shu didn’t waste words on them and simply said to Hao Yunlai, "You take one, I’ll take one, keep one alive; if they dare to come, they must have something to rely on, or a mission to complete. Keep one for Yang Yang to interrogate."

Hao Yunlai looked at the man and woman, sensing a dangerous aura from the woman, so he volunteered, "Alright, I’ll take the woman, you can have the man. Let’s finish quickly so we can have dinner; by the way, what’s for dinner?"

Jing Shu didn’t boast, she nodded, "Alright, quick finish. What’s for dinner? If it’s early enough and we can regroup with Xiao Wei, we can reheat the big chicken dish and braised pork ribs from lunch, throw in some noodles, and I’ll make a soup."

Hearing this, Hao Yunlai’s stomach started growling a bit. Jing Shu’s handmade noodles are truly exceptional, especially mixed with that potato-rib soup, one word: extraordinary!

"Alright. I’ll try to be quick," said Hao Yunlai.

Jing Shu snapped her fingers, and countless slimy goo encircled the two, easily separating the battlefield, sweeping up the man and leaving the area to Hao Yunlai.

Then Jing Shu distanced herself from the battlefield as well since Hao Yunlai’s ability was just too bizarre, and if she didn’t distance herself, she might get caught up in his magnetic field, which would most likely affect her as well.

Speaking of Hao Yunlai, Jing Shu felt quite strongly about how he seemed heavily influenced by some energy in recent years; if it weren’t for her Spiritual Spring sustaining him, he would be half-dead already. But it was also because of this his abilities grew terrifyingly stronger.

After dealing with the ’steel man,’ Jing Shu propped up her chin and pondered, "How should I deal with him?"

Inside the Hulk-encased slime, the robust man was frantically charging around like a bull, with such force that he was continuously crashing through the underground tunnel, carving out paths where there were none. At this point, the Hulk’s exterior bulged into a giant bump.

This underground ball of chaos was violently energetic, and Jing Shu thought for a moment, pulling out a bag of potent sedatives from her space.

Unlike ordinary sedatives, these were a mix of herbs growing in Jing Shu’s space blended with plants known for their anesthetic effects from specific years.

Originally, Jing Shu had concocted these for a Powder for Anesthesia. Testifying before heaven, she had mixed the ingredients according to the recipe’s proportions, but upon extraction...

It had accidentally failed.

Thus creating this kind of sedative where a single sip could knock one out, sending them into a near-death slumber, making them insensible during surgery. Its effects were akin to anesthesia, albeit with severe aftereffects, which was why it hadn’t been used until now.

"Buddy, times have changed. It’s not the era of bare hands anymore." Jing Shu snapped her fingers, making the Hulk feed the man the sedative with a mouthful of slime.

One, two, three, four, five...

After counting, Jing Shu gradually said, "Down you go."

But the steel man didn’t fall.

Cough, cough! Jing Shu glanced around, relieved that no one noticed—it wasn’t entirely embarrassing. As she wondered why, she recalled when she fed a drop to Granny Jing’s cow Da Hua, which knocked it out for three whole days and nights, earning quite the scolding. Yet, this man was more robust than a cow, needing ten drops to finally go down.

Then, that robust man hit the ground.

Completely quiet now.

As someone cautious of death, Jing Shu was naturally wary, avoiding going forward herself. Instead, she let the Hulk handle it directly, securing the man with reinforced iron chains, wrapping him layer upon layer until satisfied, leaving him as a bundled-up "iron zongzi," showing only his head. Only then did she nod approvingly.

Whatever secrets he held, they could be examined later.

Once Jing Shu had finished tying up her side, Hao Yunlai had also wrapped up.

When Jing Shu arrived with the bound man, Hao Yunlai was holding a skin-like object, deep in thought.

Jing Shu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where’s the person?"

Hao Yunlai held up the thing and said, "Just this, I had caught them earlier."

Jing Shu leaned closer for a look and was speechless for a moment, what a strange ability this was.

"Oh well, if they escaped, they escaped. At least I caught one, take a look."

If it weren’t for Jing Shu saying she had caught a live one, Hao Yunlai would have thought it was a dead man’s head.

Hao Yunlai, upon seeing it clearly: "..."

Was it really necessary to tie them up like this?

With no more pursuers from behind, everything became manageable. Hao Yunlai looked at the skin in his hand and hesitantly said, "What should we do with this thing?"