Abyss Summoner-Chapter 91 - 89: Hundred Beasts Divine General
Collecting the spoils of war.
Although this hospital is abandoned, there are quite a number of medicines inside. In the apocalypse, food and medicine are absolutely the two most important resources.
Medicines aren’t of much use to the professionals, but can definitely be given as rewards to subordinates.
The rooftop, guarded by Thunderous Scorpion, was never visited, and if anyone did, they were killed and became food for the opponent.
Hence, the supplies here are quite complete. After a round of looting, Chen Feng obtained three boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs and a box of medical bandages. Of course, these items were sealed and then placed into the stomach of the Inferior Demon.
Walking storage box.
When Chen Feng handed over the medicines into the Inferior Demon’s stomach, she smiled cheerfully.
A whole day had passed in the process.
After sending the Mourner and Inferior Demon back to the Abyss, Chen Feng headed towards the base with only Flora remaining by his side.
Walking and stopping along the way, they didn’t encounter any strong monsters.
However, just as they approached the factory, Flora suddenly halted, baring her fangs, and scanned ahead as if sensing something.
The senses of a Half-Beastman are multiple times stronger than humans. Furthermore, they can judge the strength of enemies through smell, a skill allowing them to evade capture each time.
"Is there danger at the factory?"
Chen Feng frowned. Flora’s behavior was too unusual, leaving no time for hesitation. He stepped forward and rushed towards the factory.
Closer!
After another few dozen meters of running, the factory finally revealed itself to Chen Feng, but there were people gathered at the factory entrance, mostly combatants, over fifty of them.
Before leaving, he had clearly instructed them not to come out. Why did so many people come out?
Chen Feng’s speed was as agile as a leopard, taking only a few minutes to reach the factory nearby, and it was only then that he saw what had happened.
Wei Xun was lying on the ground!
Wei Xun possesses the ability to transform into a lizard, ruthless and vicious, with lizard armor capable of even deflecting bullets. He is a skilled professional. But now, he lay on the ground pale-faced, with a lot of blood on him. Even his face was swollen, the worst injury was on his right arm, twisted like a pretzel—a total loss! That arm is completely ruined!
"Who are they?"
Chen Feng seethed with anger. He had only walked away for a day, and someone came to his doorstep and acted so cruelly, ruining an arm of his subordinate!
Turning his head, Chen Feng looked toward those opposing them.
One man, two women.
The man stood in front, the two women flanking him like a crescent, twins likely in their mid-twenties. Moreover, energy rolled off their bodies, indicating they had both awakened as professionals.
As for the man, slightly over twenty, he possessed a stern, handsome face without any excess expression, yet there was a calmness between his eyebrows and eyes.
Even so, it wasn’t this that drew Chen Feng’s attention. Standing there, unmoving, he resembled a mountain, giving off a feeling of immense weight.
Additionally, there were faint sounds of beastly roars coming from him; neither wolf nor tiger—it was as if beasts lurked within his pores, causing ordinary people to avoid him in fear of an unexpected pounce from a fierce tiger.
The man stood there, expressionless, yet a violent, tumultuous aura emanated from him. Despite being only three of them, they felt like a tiger pouncing on sheep.
Silver.
This man turned out to be a silver-ranked warrior, but his power was vastly superior to Wang Yong, marking him as a truly strength-focused warrior.
Chen Feng was also silver-ranked; however, he awakened as a Summoner. Even with the power of the Blazing Demon, his aura was relatively understated. But the man before him had a robust presence, emanating a tyrannical aura like a tiger descending a mountain or a flood dragon entering the sea!
Seeing the man’s appearance, Chen Feng felt a shock inside.
In his previous life, he lived in J City for many years and knew the city’s warriors like the back of his hand. Although this man looked relatively young, his aura and spirit strongly resembled that of a future powerhouse.
Hundred Beasts Divine General.
He was a notoriously formidable warrior in the city. Among tens of thousands of survivors, he stood out, becoming one of the few leaders within the city.
Moreover, some people fond of categorizing warriors of J City compiled a list of top ten experts, in which Hundred Beasts Divine General ranked seventh, a leader among leaders.
It was said he practiced Baji Fist from a young age, participating in national competitions and even winning some gold awards, with a strong foundation in fist skills from the apocalypse’s start.
Furthermore, his awakened abilities were quite special. Whenever he used his power, beastly roars emanated from within him, hence earning the title of Hundred Beasts Divine General, suggesting his body houses a hundred kinds of beasts and fierce creatures!
In his past life, he ascended to gold, almost reaching the legendary rank, able to simulate forty-two types of beastly roars in battle, intimidating foes as if facing charges from a hundred beasts, making them fear confrontation!
Yang Zheng.
That was his name.
However, why was this person here?
Standing there, Chen Feng furrowed his brow, unsure why this man, destined for greatness, would appear in his territory!
Seeing their backbone return, Wei Xun’s pallid face regained some color, struggling to say, "Master, these people came for food. I didn’t give them any, then... he acted violently!"
Saying this, Wei Xun spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly suffering internal injuries as well.
The Elemental Master stood dumbfounded nearby, unharmed. Chen Feng glanced at him briefly before focusing his gaze on Yang Zheng.
If it’s destiny, one can’t avoid it.
No matter how the encounter happened, since they’ve met, a resolution must be reached.
"This is my territory, and you’ve injured someone without a word; that’s quite excessive, isn’t it?" Chen Feng arched his brow, addressing Yang Zheng.
Upon Chen Feng speaking, Yang Zheng turned his gaze over, sharp-eyed, with a predatory stare, unnervingly covering the point he’s focused on, like bugs crawling there.
Silver.
His expression grew more serious, evidently recognizing Chen Feng’s capabilities.
He then redirected his gaze toward Flora. Upon noticing her, his pupils dilated, revealing a strong sense of desire.
Chen Feng’s eyes turned icy, instantly capturing this shift in Yang Zheng’s mind.
Yang Zheng licked his lips and spoke, "Monsters are rampant now. Using my ability, I protect some people from them. This time, we intended to search for food and accidentally ended up here. The surrounding supermarkets and convenience stores are already emptied, and seeing so many living here, food must be ample. I merely wanted some, but this little crawler obstructed me, so I taught him a minor lesson."
"Master, don’t believe him. He wanted to search for food and said if he found any, he’d take half..." Wei Xun insisted, biting his lip.
"Hmph! With monsters rampant, humanity should aid humanity. Consider yourself lucky I haven’t killed you. Fine, I see you have some strength. Let’s make peace with an apology, settle this issue, and move on. But first, I need a substantial quantity of food from you."
Yang Zheng’s voice was firm and forceful. Even upon recognizing that he and Chen Feng were of the same rank, he assumed an overbearing demeanor. Even his apology was insincere, utterly devoid of remorse.
As his words fell, the tiger’s roar from Yang Zheng became fiercer. Under such imposing presence, even the warriors in the factory showed traces of panic, their previous combat-forged courage utterly obliterated.
"You harm my people first, and now want food from me? If you have the ability, come and take it. If not, stay here. Flora, capture him for me!"
Facing the opponent, Chen Feng initially spoke calmly, but suddenly his tone shifted. He harnessed his strength and shouted loudly, his voice booming, suffocating those nearby!
No matter how formidable Yang Zheng may be in the future, his presence here already threatened his own prestige. Agreeing to food demands would weaken morale, possibly diminishing loyalty.
Moreover, Yang Zheng harbored impure thoughts, even targeting Flora. Not only injuring people without cause, he now displays such arrogance. Failing to provide an explanation would undermine his position as the leader.
It was an opportunity to test the true strength of a Master of Fist.
Hundred Beasts Divine General
Could there be a more fitting adversary?!
