Wang Dazhuang felt a little panicked.
These people handed him over to an animal, which was utterly inhumane!
The yellow weasel was very cooperative, immediately darting behind a tree and launching a fresh, hot projectile at Brother Jun to get away from the crowd.
Brother Jun, having obtained the thing he had long dreamed of, was immediately satisfied and began to burrow inside.
While creating illusions for Wang Dazhuang, the yellow weasel encouraged him:
"That's right, keep it up, you can do it! Today's mission is to push out three balls, and you're not allowed to eat until you're done tonight!"
"Go, go! You're so fast, haha, you look so stupid like this!"
"Another one? You're quite fast! Is three a day too little? Push thirty, and don't stop until you're done!"
"Oh, but I don't have that many in a day!"
As the yellow weasel was fretting, he quickly put his mind at ease.
He couldn't do it, but he still had his wife and four sons and two daughters.
And his aunts and uncles.
With so many people, it was definitely enough!
The yellow weasel chuckled happily, "I'm such a smart one!"
Driven by animal instinct, it rolled the warm thing into a ball.
Although Fu Yunting hadn't witnessed Wang Dajun's misery, the thought of Wang Dajun spending the rest of his life in a dung heap made him feel very cheerful.
The Jiangnan brothers and Old Bird stayed to guard the yellow weasel and Wang Dajun.
Luoluo and the other two went to the base.
The base was a scene of devastation.
The outer walls had been breached, and a large number of zombies had entered, gnawing madly.
Zhai Yan gave them no chance to resist; all who resisted had their heads severed.
An eighth-tier zombie leading a horde of zombies found it easy to kill humans.
Coupled with the assistance of Lan Mi and others, the base was instantly conquered.
Zhai Quan jumped down from the wall, "The upper floors and control room have been secured. Thirty-five people, and some live flesh!"
"Well done!"
Zhai Yan took out a crystal and gave a large portion of it to Zhai Quan.
Zhai Quan happily pocketed the crystal, "Can I take this back for Huahua?"
"Suit yourself."
Zhai Yan corrupted the floor, creating a direct path to where the prisoners were held.
Fu Yunting also arrived at this moment.
He ruffled the heads of the two zombies, "Not bad, you did a beautiful job!"
The tuft of hair on Zhai Yan's head immediately sprang out, swaying back and forth.
The thirty-five high-ranking officials frowned upon seeing Fu Yunting and An Nuan.
Zombies and humans?
This was beyond their understanding.
And zombies obeying humans, what was going on?
"Young Master Fu, you should see this."
Song Yan had melted open a steel door, and inside, three corpses were placed in containers.
The best-preserved corpse was noticeably shorter by a segment of its leg, and it was dressed very well, with all the fabric being of the highest grade.
It was around forty or fifty years old, a bit tanned, and a cane was placed beside it.
It seemed to have been placed there as a burial object.
Fu Yunting recognized it as Brother Jun's original body at a glance.
Liu Dazhuang's remains!
"This ugly thing is what killed my dad."
An Nuan linked her arm with Fu Yunting's and sneered, "As expected, ugly, short, and ugly!"
Fu Yunting smiled and began to decompose the container.
Liu Dazhuang's true form slowly dissipated, and the heavy burden in Fu Yunting's heart also vanished.
An Nuan noticed the other containers.
The second was a man with an excellent physique, one meter eighty tall, with muscles like steamed buns.
One desires what one lacks.
Liu Dazhuang's own body was not good, so he desired a good physique.
After the second fitness coach died, Wang Dazhuang was no longer satisfied with a strong body; he wanted more power.
So for the third, he targeted a sixth-tier female.
An Nuan guessed that this woman was attracted by Wang Dazhuang's sexy physique.
When love makes one infatuated, it is easy to make mistakes.
An Nuan admired Wang Dazhuang greatly.
To seek power, a major arms dealer could transform into a woman.
The fourth body was again that of a tall man, and by the fifth body, it had become a hospital bed.
The youth on the hospital bed became very agitated when he saw An Nuan.
An Nuan tentatively asked, "Chen Jiachen?"
He blinked excitedly.
Chen Jiachen was originally a young man in his twenties, while the current body belonged to a boy of fifteen or sixteen.
After Chen Jiachen's body was swapped, his soul had a strong rejection reaction, and he now relied on medication to maintain his body.
An Nuan: "How are you still alive?"
Chen Jiachen was very excited to see a familiar face and didn't think too deeply about An Nuan's words.
In fact, An Nuan didn't care about his life or death.
After all, Wang Dazhuang had lived for a few days with Chen Jiachen's face; in An Nuan's mind, Chen Jiachen was also an enemy.
So she was very curious.
All the bodies Brother Jun had switched into had died and were sealed in containers as mementos.
Why was Chen Jiachen still alive?
Anti-rejection drugs were very expensive, and even if money wasn't an issue now, they were difficult to obtain.
Moreover, methods to make the soul and body compatible were not easily achieved.
Why would Wang Dazhuang risk so much to keep Chen Jiachen alive?
An Nuan wanted to ask questions, but he couldn't speak.
An Nuan called Chen Wenjing.
After some communication, Chen Wenjing said, "He is an elemental ability user of the elf type. He can change the environment for growing crops based on nature's conditions, and he has also researched many improved seeds and fertilizers. But without his power, these things couldn't be accomplished, so Wang Dajun spared his life!"
In the post-apocalyptic world, food was the ultimate necessity.
The food sent to various places was also stolen from Chen Jiachen.
Chen Wenjing also said, "They did listen to you before, so they took their belongings and returned to their hometown."
"Wang Dazhuang was a distant nephew of someone in their village. He became a prominent figure in the village over the past two years."
"Then the apocalypse began, and they entered the base for self-preservation."
"But after my father had a conflict with someone, he died from his injuries, and my mother also died from her illness. I was then controlled by Brother Jun."
How could it be that she was the source of all this tragedy?
An Nuan did not accept this blame.
But for the sake of his elf-like abilities, she had to take him with her!
However, soul and body rejection was a truly difficult problem to solve.
And his original body had been destroyed by her.
An Nuan smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, but from now on, you'll have to stay in this young boy's body!"
Chen Jiachen blinked.
Chen Wenjing translated, "He says he can leave this hellhole, and he doesn't mind dying outside."
"Dying is not an option. Have a sip of honey to moisten your throat!"
Chen Wenjing helped him up, and An Nuan poured the honey into his mouth.
A faint sweetness flowed down his esophagus into his stomach.
Chen Jiachen felt warmth spread through his body. He made little sounds with his mouth.
An Nuan: "More? You're a bit greedy!"