I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 19

Someone laughed, “Brother Fang, since it’s a good thing, let us take a look. I saw that your backpack stays with you all day. Is that thing inside?“

Fang Zhen’s eyes froze. He raised his hand and directly shot the man who dared to stretch out his hand.

Everyone else avoided them, and then looked at Fang Zhen with eyes full of fear.

Fang Zhen smiled grimly, “I advise you to be careful with your thoughts. I’m willing to take you to eat spicy food2, but that doesn’t mean that you can have crooked thoughts! I repeat, those who are willing to sincerely work with me stay, those who aren’t willing to leave immediately!!“

The remaining few people looked at each other and finally decided to stay.

“Brother Fang, us brothers will follow you in the future! We are all waiting to eat spicy food with Brother Fang!“

“Good!” Fang Zhen laughed, “All good brothers! Now our first priority is to find more of this stuff, and in the future, any survivor base will have to beg us!“

Everyone was very excited when someone exclaimed, “The zombie group has left.”

A few people cautiously walked to the security door and glanced outside. Sure enough, the zombies that came after them were gone.

“Go!” Fang Zhen gave an order, and the others opened the security door and walked out.

There wasn’t a single zombie outside.

“Brother Fang’s luck is going against the sky; even the zombies were subdued!” Someone wanted to flatter Fang Zhen when he turned around and found a person standing in front of him.

The man has black hair and black eyes, a pale complexion, and clean, fresh clothes, completely unlike the people struggling to survive in the post-apocalyptic world.

The sudden appearance of such a person here was abrupt and strange!

Everyone became vigilant. Fang Zhen’s gun muzzle was already pointed at him, asking, “Who are you? What are you doing here?!“

Wen Qingling: “Are you Fang Zhen?”

Fang Zhen squeezed the trigger, “It’s Lao Zi! What are you…“

Before Fang Zhen finished speaking, his backpack was suddenly pulled by a force. Fang Zhen was lifted and slammed against the wall. Fang Zhen fell to the ground, and the backpack flew into Wen Qingling’s hands.

Spiritual power—telekinesis ability!

Fang Zhen frantically opened fire. Suddenly, a thorn-covered vine emerged from the ground and slapped Fang Zhen’s face fiercely, instantly scraping away at his flesh and blood. The people who attacked together were all scratched in the face by the vine and started screaming.

Wen Qingling pulled open the backpack and took out a blood anemone from inside, which seemed to grow a lot bigger. Fang Zhen should have figured out how to nourish blood anemones.

Everyone stared at the red anemone-like thing and realized at the same time that this should be the “treasure” Fang Zhen mentioned.

This person is here to snatch the “treasure”!

The disparity in strength made Fang Zhen not dare to act rashly.

Wen Qingling threw the backpack at him and kept the blood anemone to himself, “Where are the other three?”

Fang Zhen’s pupils shrank, and he hurriedly said, “No, I only found this one.”

Wen Qingling stared at him. The vines entangled Fang Zhen and dragged him over. Fang Zhen screamed and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

Wen Qingling raised his hand and pressed his temple, “Where are the other three?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen it. I really don’t know!” Fang Zhen screamed.

When Fang Zhen repeatedly denied it, two women’s faces subconsciously appeared in his mind. Another fragment appeared, which was exactly the picture of Fang Zhen pressing down on a blood anemone.

Wen Qingling already understood the situation and threw Fang Zhen back.

“Three plants. The other two are in the hands of two women…” Wen Qingling whispered softly.

It’s a little troublesome. The two women are both at the Ling City Base. If he wants to get them back, he must go to the Ling City Base, but he doesn’t want to go.

Fang Zhen was so frightened that he got up and ran away, not wanting to take back the stolen treasure. It’s more important to save his life first.

He is extremely grateful for his sharp wit. He has always believed that he shouldn’t put all the eggs in one basket. Sure enough, if he had brought three “treasures” together, wouldn’t they all be snatched away?!

Wen Qingling was unbothered and let them leave South City without stopping them.

An arrogant way to address oneself.

A Chinese idiom, which describes a rich life that one can eat and drink at will.