Song Yan did not force them. "Those who are unwilling to leave, if it's three people or less, you can take a small pickup truck. If it's more than three people, you can take a large pickup truck, capped at five people. The vehicles and all the supplies will be yours."
Everyone stared at the vehicles, dumbfounded.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
All these supplies, given away for free? Who would be so generous?
Some of the stronger individuals were even more skeptical.
They could have robbed them, yet they were giving them away for free.
While this feeling of a windfall was great, they feared it might be a poisoned pie.
Song Yan did not force them to take anything either.
"If you don't want them, you don't have to. We won't force you. You can also stay if you wish."
"As long as you don't interfere with us, we won't make a move against you."
"However, I need to be clear from the start, if anyone does anything out of line, don't blame me for killing them!"
With several sixth and seventh-tier powerhouses standing guard, who would dare to act recklessly?
Most people were sensible. Some chose the pickup trucks, while others opted for the accommodations arranged by the community.
Within a few days, the crowd had mostly dispersed.
Only a few individuals with issues in their heads remained, clinging to the ruins.
Song Yan sent people to cordon off the area and mark it clearly.
A few individuals, gloating, secretly mocked him.
"Putting on airs as a savior, how disgusting!"
"Thinking they're like capitalists from the past, doing charity for us? We don't buy that!"
"Hmph, there's no such thing as a free lunch. They're saying all nice things now, but who knows what they'll do later!"
"Maybe they'll take us away for human experiments, like in the movies!"
"Whatever they do, I don't care! I'm staying put here, let's see what they do!"
As the few were chattering and preparing to watch a good show, a cyan flame snaked around their living area.
The flame suddenly transformed into a fiery serpent, soaring into the sky.
The scorching temperature burned a deep chasm into the ground.
A three-meter-wide crack split the ground into several sections.
Within the three-meter-deep trench, there was a vibrant, cerulean liquid.
Song Yan couldn't help but whistle.
"When it comes to temperature, I'm sure I'm hotter than you. As for the bizarre control of flames, I doubt anyone is more skilled than you."
"Mu Yu, how did you manage to turn Netherfire into a liquid? Liquids and flames are naturally incompatible, aren't they?"
Mu Yu smiled.
This technique only appeared in his consciousness when he reached the seventh tier.
Netherfire in liquid form was more destructive than gushing flames.
Furthermore, it could silently seep into the target, lying dormant.
Song Yan felt danger and dodged a flying frying pan.
The middle-aged woman caught the returning frying pan and cursed.
"What the hell are you doing in front of someone's house?"
"Heh, you were so nice a few days ago, and now you're making a move on us!"
"You're all the same! Go to hell!"
Ya Tou's body emanated a chilling aura, but Mu Yu stopped her.
Mu Yu smiled, "My Netherfire merely demarcated our territory. We haven't touched your land at all. Is there a problem?"
Mu Yu had not only left them ample space but also an access route.
Hadn't he done enough?
The middle-aged woman should have been grateful.
Instead, she was not only ungrateful but also spewed all sorts of vile curses.
"Who do you think you are, bossing us around?"
"I was living here when you were still in your mother's womb! Not even a tadpole, and now you think you're so great, daring to challenge me?"
"Have you even bothered to ask around? Who am I afraid of! You can call the zombies, I guarantee I won't even blink an eye. I'll take them all down for you."
Mu Yu pondered for a moment.
Though he felt helpless, he still tried to accommodate her request.
"Luo Hua, can you lend a hand? A little mental communication."
Luo Hua quickly put down his work and concentrated his mental power.
The middle-aged woman glared for over ten minutes, but no creatures appeared.
She even started to feel smug. "Hmph, I thought you were so powerful, but you're just like this."
"Look at you all. Seventh tier? I think you're no different from third tier. All this bluster, is it necessary?"
"Don't be fooled by these people!"
Her rant grew more spirited, and she blabbered on for over ten minutes.
Mu Yu got tired of listening and led his companions to other tasks.
Just as Mu Yu turned around, screams erupted from behind.
A woman was frantically scrambling into the ruins.
"Zombies! There are zombies!"
The middle-aged woman stood out fearlessly, rolling up her sleeves, ready to show off her skills.
But when she clearly saw the number of zombies ahead, her face turned pale.
"Wh-why are there so many? Oh god, help me, quick, help!"
More than sixty zombies, including third and second-tier ones.
While their levels weren't high, their numbers were significant.
The original residents immediately retreated into their safe houses.
The middle-aged woman ran back, trying to open the door to the underground safe house.
But she was pulled back and the door was locked from the inside.
"Open the door! Quick, open the door! I haven't gotten back yet!"
"Sister-in-law, don't speak carelessly, what if you attract the zombies? You still have two nephews to live for!"
"Yeah, Mom, your grandson is still here. Do you want your grandson to die?"
"I told you we should have agreed to them. At least we could have gotten a pickup truck full of grain. Now look! We're all trapped to die here!"
The man immediately slapped the woman.
"Shut up! If you attract more zombies, I'll push you out!"
The woman immediately fell silent, hugging her son and retreating to the deepest part.
The middle-aged woman hammered on the safe door alone.
Crying and cursing, she wailed.
"You ungrateful brats, I'm your mother!"
"The zombies are coming, let me in, quick, let me in!"
"It's over, ah!"
With a scream, a zombie broke through and rushed towards her.
It grabbed her neck and bit down.
Immediately after, several more zombies swarmed over, biting her arms.
In less than three minutes, the middle-aged woman could no longer stand, only her screams echoed to the heavens.
Ya Tou sneered, "The river of Netherfire blocked most of the zombies. Only less than fifteen could pass through the channel. If they had fought properly, it would have been easy to deal with them."
"At a critical moment, the knife in the back always hurts the most!"
"She totally deserved it!"
Mu Yu smiled, "Seeing her frying pan fly so skillfully, I thought she was a hidden master with abilities."
Song Yan, "You're overthinking it. She was just too low-level to sense it."
First tier, slightly stronger than an ordinary professional athlete.
Consider her... a semi-professional athlete.
The middle-aged woman was almost completely consumed, leaving behind only a mess of bones and organs, with no good part left on her face.
Luo Hua pursed his lips, "Brother Mu Yu, did I go too far?"