Aftertaste of the End of the World

Dangling in the air like a dandelion seed, Ren Anhua had burrowed completely into the sweatshirt she’d swiped from Lu Shanshui. Her only close-fitting garments were the sukumizu and the two white silk stockings, both of which were irremovable. Then there was this sweatshirt, the only piece of clothing she had that seemed to offer any warmth.

The heating effect of the bioweapon—er, I mean, bio-equipment was actually quite good, even with some heating function. The energy usually stored through high-efficiency conversion could be turned into heat at the necessary time for temperature balance, so Ren Anhua currently felt warm and cozy in her abdomen. As for why it was warm and cozy in her abdomen, that required discussing how the suit assisted digestion, which was a complex issue best left unexplored.

Actually, Ren Anhua was rather fond of this set of close-fitting garments from the bottom of her heart, although she had been a little scared when she first saw it. But after putting it on, it surprisingly felt good, and even… occasionally brought a wonderfully comfortable experience. Ren Anhua sometimes reproached herself for being attracted to this wonderful experience, but then thought that she could never change back anyway, so it might be good to get used to it sooner rather than later. In any case, the clothes couldn’t be taken off. After thinking about it over and over, she felt that she had lived as a tough man for more than twenty years, and to give in so quickly was a bit too unprincipled.

In short, Ren Anhua was currently in a rather conflicted state, but whether it was psychologically or physiologically, she couldn’t take off this set of tentacle suit that was wrapping her body.

At the time, Ren Anhua thought this set of clothes was specially designed for her, which made her quite touched. But now that she thought about it, Ke Xingmei was probably also considering the problem of her younger sister’s exposure in the future, and had worked with Bai Rui to create these special clothes and used Ren Anhua to test them. Regardless of the process, in terms of the conclusion, Ke Xiaoshan would definitely have to wear this kind of clothes. She wondered what Ke Xiaoshan would think after putting them on, and whether she would be as conflicted as she was.

The area covered by the bio-fabric was still warm, but places like her hands, shoulders, and neck were a little uncomfortable. Ren Anhua didn’t know how high her current altitude was. She only knew how cold it was in this place. Unable to stand it any longer, Ren Anhua finally pulled up her hood, and then pulled her hands out of her sleeves, holding them in her arms. Her whole body was hidden inside the sweatshirt. Fortunately, her body was small enough, and one piece of clothing could completely fit her.

In fact, the opening at the bottom was still letting in some wind, making Ren Anhua feel a chill down below, so she reached down and pinched the hem of the shirt together to seal the opening. Her curled-up feet happened to step on her hands, and the soft texture was quite unique, making Ren Anhua couldn’t help but actively pinch this pair of soft feet that she was still quite unfamiliar with.

When she came out, Ren Anhua did not put on her specially made high heels. After regaining her consciousness, she instinctively developed some psychological resistance to this kind of shoe unique to women. But now she found that she probably really couldn’t wear shoes other than high heels. Although her feet felt soft when touched, her ankles couldn’t be bent at all. The instep and calf were connected with only a slight curve, and in reality, they were almost a straight line.

She could only wear high heels, and they probably had to be those extra, extra high heels. But her feet were very small, and most shoes designed for adults probably wouldn’t fit her. Ren Anhua now felt a little regretful; she should have brought out those high heels with her. She had worn them anyway, and her impulsive choice had made her current situation a bit awkward.

However, it was good that these socks were designed with Ren Anhua’s shoeless situation in mind, and had functions that allowed them to be used as shoes. In fact, after entering the city, Ren Anhua had always been fighting only wearing these socks. But daily life was clearly different from the battle that required constant movement. Standing in place with both feet on tiptoes was actually very difficult. This was something that Ren Anhua, who had her ankles modified and was unwilling to wear high heels, deeply understood.

She didn’t want to act like a hyperactive child, wiggling around to maintain her balance, which looked too stupid. Perhaps she could use the anti-gravity levitation that she had developed after reaching Level Four to assist her daily life. If she didn’t need to move normally, she might as well just float in place. It was just that anti-gravity levitation actually required the consumption of energy flow reserves, and in order to cope with the battles that could break out at any time in the apocalypse, she couldn’t use the energy flow that served as the basis for physical enhancement casually.

After thinking about it, Ren Anhua once again fell into a dilemma.

However, there was not much time left for her to struggle, and in order to maintain sufficient energy flow reserves, she now had to find a foothold to rest. The location was probably far enough away from the team now. After all, she had been floating in the sky for so long, and in this dark night, the team didn’t have the ability to find her.

As her altitude decreased, Ren Anhua felt warmer. The healing ability itself could keep the body at a suitable temperature. After all, maintaining the human body’s temperature environment was also a type of treatment. Otherwise, Ke Xiaoshan would not have been able to survive under the cold poison for so long. It was just that the altitude Ren Anhua had jumped to was too high, and the ambient temperature was probably tens of degrees below zero. Coupled with the blowing autumn wind, it was really not something ordinary people could endure.

Her soft feet stepped on the ground, and the feeling of being down to earth made people feel quite at ease. These white silk socks had a self-cleaning function, and they hadn’t been seen to get dirty even after fighting in the city for so long. Ren Anhua guessed that it was probably because the tentacles fused in the fabric would constantly separate from the dust that had stuck to them, so they had always been so clean, which also allowed her to walk outside with peace of mind.

After stepping on the ground, the socks would actively thicken a little in the front of the foot, forming a soft meat pad, which on one hand improved the grip, and on the other hand avoided the delicate soles of her feet from being scratched by the debris on the ground.

In short, Ren Anhua felt quite comfortable walking in them.

Speaking of which, through unlimited healing, the altered creature embedded in the back of her head could be taken out, so…

Ren Anhua’s hand was placed on her lower abdomen…

After walking a few steps, a strange feeling arose from within her body.

Forget it, let’s go find something to eat first.

Ren Anhua, with a slightly flushed face, evaded a question that she was embarrassed to bring up, and prepared to find some dry food first.

In the apocalypse, sufficient food reserves were a necessary condition for survival. But thanks to this special set of clothes, the burden of food would not be too heavy for Ren Anhua. She only needed to find enough food to fill the pockets of her sweatshirt to survive for a long time.

The food issue was not an urgent matter for her, but she couldn’t wait until she was hungry before collecting food. Walking alone in the apocalypse, any preparation had to be sufficient.

After floating in the air at a high altitude, Ren Anhua’s current location had returned to the more dangerous edge of the city. However, she did not know this at the moment. The prosperity of the city radiated outward, and even the edge had some relatively prosperous shopping streets, but they looked less formal than those in the city, and everything revealed a sense of chaos.

Ren Anhua carefully avoided the pools of sewage that appeared from time to time on the ground. These pools were difficult to distinguish under the illumination of the moonlight, and even after adapting to the dark environment, it was easy to step on them accidentally. Although Ren Anhua wasn’t a germaphobe, she couldn’t accept stepping on these things while only wearing socks, even if these socks had a self-cleaning function.

The shopping street, which had been crowded with people before the apocalypse, was now empty, and the strange contrast was more terrifying than ordinary silence. There were some scattered zombies wandering aimlessly on the street, which instead made Ren Anhua feel more at ease.

Zombies, which were extremely sensitive to smell, reacted when Ren Anhua passed by, but ordinary zombies were slower than ordinary people. They were just very strong and unafraid of pain. If you really wanted to run, unless you were surrounded by zombies, it was relatively easy to escape.

As an Awakened, Ren Anhua would naturally not be caught by these things. But when she subconsciously wanted to burn the zombie with a fire, she suddenly froze and recalled that she no longer had the power of high temperature.

The outstretched right hand quickly retracted, and the body of this kind of zombie was still very disgusting. Without a means to “purify everything with fire,” Ren Anhua didn’t want to be covered in shredded meat. Looking at the zombies that were constantly chasing after her, Ren Anhua still felt that she had to find a weapon first.

As long as they identified a target, zombies would keep chasing until the target was lost. If she didn’t deal with the zombies behind her quickly, they would cause a commotion that would attract more zombies, and then more and more zombies would eventually surround her to death, and she would die extremely disgusting.

Being chased by ordinary zombies made Ren Anhua inexplicably taste the long-lost flavor of the early days of the apocalypse. She was going to find weapons and find food later, it was as if she was re-enacting the era when the zombie outbreak had just begun.

After rummaging through the kitchens of two restaurants, she didn’t find a single kitchen knife. She didn’t know which survivors had such a strong scavenging ability, not leaving anything behind for others. Sure enough, this couldn’t be considered the early stage of the zombie outbreak; those truly early survivors had already scoured the place like a vampire sucking out all the blood. Ren Anhua couldn’t help but worry about collecting food later. It had been two months; she wondered if she could find any dry food that was still edible.

The zombies behind her had gone from one to three. Ren Anhua felt that she was vaguely about to become a train conductor. It wasn’t that she was afraid of death, she was mainly afraid of being disgusted. Even the current her, punching and smashing a few ordinary zombies with her bare hands was still quite easy.

Seeing a fruit shop, Ren Anhua’s eyes suddenly lit up. The apocalypse had broken out in the summer, which meant that this fruit shop would still be selling watermelons at the time. A watermelon knife was a good thing. There didn’t seem to be any regulations on the style of watermelon knives, but everyone knew that they were used to cut watermelons… of course, they also had some other functions.

This kind of weapon must have been popular in the early days of the apocalypse. Ren Anhua didn’t expect to find one outside the stall.

She directly rushed into the store and rummaged through it, looking for the store owner’s spare knives. Fruits, which were extremely prone to rot, made the store reek of a foul odor, but this also happened to prevent survivors from the early days of the apocalypse from running in to collect resources.

As the saying goes, “Heaven rewards those who work hard.” Ren Anhua finally found a brand new watermelon knife in the counter’s compartment. At a rough glance, the blade was almost 60 centimeters long, which could be said to be a particularly outrageous type.

Ren Anhua felt that this store owner probably wasn’t a proper boss, and put this knife in the drawer compartment, probably because he had some kind of dream of being a martial arts master.

The zombies’ roars were getting closer and closer. These guys wouldn’t care about the rotten fruit, and humans were their primary target. Having a weapon in hand, Ren Anhua would naturally no longer be afraid of these guys. She picked up the knife and walked out, and the 60-centimeter watermelon knife, in her hands, looked like a long sword.

With her body enhanced by the energy flow, she had enough brute force to chop the zombies in half with just raw strength. There was no need for any techniques, just find a suitable angle and chop at the head. The healing ability was ineffective against these zombie things, and it didn’t take much time to dispatch three ordinary zombies. She chopped them very easily.

It was just… Ren Anhua had a blank expression as she stood there, her face splattered with brain matter.

She turned and walked towards a suit shop, preparing to tear off the most expensive piece of clothing to wipe her face clean.

What Ren Anhua didn’t expect was that waiting for her was a “love at first sight” encounter.

Before her eyes appeared a familiar, dark red-haired man in a suit, carefully selecting a suit.