No matter what Ze Yuan said, Xu An couldn't hear anything.
A tremendous fear enveloped Xu An, even though she knew.
The few men in front of her now had no resistance left.
Moreover, Xu An could crush them with a single finger.
And the other party could no longer do anything to harm Xu An as they had in her previous life.
Yet, her heart continued to churn, like a thick fog lingering in her heart, impossible to dispel.
Even Zhou Haimei noticed something was off with Xu An.
Although she was shocked by the scene before her, besides shock, she also felt a sense of cruelty.
But Xu An's emotions were clearly not right, as if she were shrouded in a faint killing intent.
Making it impossible to fathom her true thoughts.
"An'an, are you alright?" Zhou Haimei asked with concern.
Xu An seemed not to hear, still staring intently at the man writhing on the ground like a worm.
Her eyes were bloodshot, looking somewhat unsettling.
In all the time Zhou Haimei had known Xu An, she had never seen her like this.
She immediately sensed that Xu An's unease was related to these men.
Zhou Haimei stepped forward and took Xu An's hand, as if to comfort her, gently patting her hand.
It was this action that brought Xu An back to reality.
She looked at Zhou Haimei before her, her expression filled with daze.
For a moment, Xu An couldn't distinguish which world she was in.
Was it real or illusory?
What if everything she was experiencing now was a dream?
And when Xu An opened her eyes, she saw herself in her previous life, helpless and desperate, curled up in a corner.
Waiting for the fate of being killed.
"An'an... An'an..."
The calls, one after another, seemed to pull Xu An back from her long memory.
Feeling the warmth emanating from Zhou Haimei.
At this moment.
Xu An finally confirmed that everything was real, not a dream.
"An'an... do you recognize these people on the ground?"
Zhou Haimei originally wanted to ask if these people were Xu An's relatives or acquaintances.
But she felt that besides disgust, Xu An's feelings were more about an irreconcilable hatred.
So she dismissed the thought.
Xu An's eyes were somewhat vacant, her gaze unfocused, merely looking mechanically at Zhou Haimei.
Her eyes held a deep, unconquerable sadness.
"An'an, are you okay? You're scaring me, An'an."
Zhou Haimei kept calling Xu An's name, tirelessly.
Finally, after a few minutes.
Xu An seemed to have finally broken free from the terrifying dream.
Her hollow eyes finally focused.
Responding to Zhou Haimei's calls, Xu An also reacted, her fingers tightening slightly.
She clasped Zhou Haimei's hand back, whispering softly.
"Sister Zhou, I want to kill them."
As if murmuring in her sleep, she whispered.
Looking at Xu An in this state, Zhou Haimei dared not ask why.
She quickly nodded.
In her eyes, these people could no longer be called human anyway.
The two of them tacitly did not mention it again.
Xu An pried open the rusted iron door at the entrance and looked at the things inside that could no longer be called human.
Her emotions surged, and she didn't know what words to use to describe her current feelings.
In this life, this man didn't have the fierce look he had in her previous life when he was screaming to swallow him alive.
Instead, due to modifications, the man's expression had become somewhat dull.
Except for a complete head, he had a body as stout as a seal.
And a ridiculous, giant fish tail.
Like a clown trying to dress up as a mermaid, incredibly ugly.
Perhaps this person was captured for experimentation in the early days of the apocalypse, so his cheeks still looked plump, not sunken, like a death-dealing ghost.
Contrary to Xu An's thoughts, Zhou Haimei thought that killing them was fine.
In any case, with this appearance, they couldn't live for long. Death, for this person, was a release.
Xu An did not hesitate, drawing her long saber.
As a cold glint flashed.
The grotesque monster before her was already beheaded.
Xu An seemed to awaken from a dream, as if at this moment.
She could finally be sure that her rebirth was not a dream.
But a true liberation from that unbearable nightmare.
However, after this thing died, Xu An did not find any trace of the small mushroom on the monster.
Xu An inwardly asked Ze Yuan what was going on.
Ze Yuan nonchalantly said, "Of course not, because these are disgusting things that you humans modified yourselves. How can such things be compared to the natural creatures created by the great Creator?"
As he spoke, Ze Yuan's tone was filled with disdain, and a hint of imperceptible pride.
Xu An was not in the mood to bicker with it on this issue now.
Soon, she heard Sixth Brother continue to move forward with the proprietress in his grasp.
It seemed this was not the place where the real secret recipe was stored.
Xu An pulled Zhou Haimei, "Let's keep going. This place is probably just a diversion."
After all, this thing was too horrifying. Most people would be scared stiff upon seeing it.
And wouldn't delve any deeper.
Zhou Haimei didn't refuse on the surface, but her heart had already begun to retreat.
After all, the thing outside alone had almost made Xu An lose her senses.
She was truly afraid that if it happened a few more times, Xu An would be in trouble.
But Xu An sensed Zhou Haimei's hesitation. She seemed to be giving the other person a guarantee, and also a guarantee to herself.
"Sister Mei, I just remembered some unpleasant memories, but I've dealt with them. It won't happen again."
Hearing Xu An's explanation, though it somewhat avoided the main issue, it was still an explanation.
Zhou Haimei finally felt relieved.
No one knew how scared she was internally when she looked at Xu An just now.
It was as if Xu An was standing right there, but her soul was drifting far away.
Lost without a trace.
Xu An and Zhou Haimei continued to follow, watching the proprietress lead the man into the innermost room.
Taking out a key hidden on her person, she unlocked the room door.
Sixth Brother looked at the mountains of red fruits and wild celery piled up before him.
But his gaze was involuntarily drawn to the monster being raised in the pool.
"What exactly is this thing?"
Sixth Brother's voice contained too many emotions, with shock, disbelief, and even amazement.
The man before him, with long hair draped over his chest and a body covered in mottled wounds.
Had a captivating sense of brokenness.
He looked at the proprietress, "The meat you've been selling all this time was cut from this person?"
Sixth Brother's voice trembled, filled with indescribable disgust, and a faint urge to vomit.
The meat he had eaten had turned into worms crawling in his stomach.
Making him wish he could take out his stomach and wash it thoroughly.
Even when he was so hungry that he gnawed on dirt, he had never thought of cannibalism.
Seeing Sixth Brother in this state, the proprietress's originally lifeless face suddenly gained a hint of vengeful pleasure.