Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy!-Chapter 255: Your answer decides how painful it is!
[Congratulations on triggering the Hidden Mission: Defeating the Dungeon Boss]
This frog is the dungeon boss?
Nanzhi hadn’t expected that. Still, she was extremely relieved. She had eliminated the threat early, before it could grow stronger in the later stages of the dungeon.
[You are rewarded with 5,000 EXP and one Function Card]
Her eyes brightened. A Function Card? How sweet!
She could finally unlock Guild Functions! No more multitasking everything on her own!
Happiness flooded her, easing the headache caused by mental exhaustion.
She only lacked spars now.
Cough...
’System, you and I have been together for months. Aren’t we considered close acquaintances? How about giving me some clues about the remaining hidden missions?’
System: This miser! Still thinking about squeezing more wool!
[No. It’s against policy.]
Nanzhi snorted.
"Zhi Zhi, how did you know where the spar was? And did you already upgrade to Tier 4?" Weihao asked, looking at the giant frog’s corpse and the collapsed buildings. In his memory, Nanzhi only reached this level of strength after advancing to Tier 4.
"Oh, that..." Nanzhi explained her Mental Diagnosis skill. It had been a burden when she first used it on Wang Ziqing, but the short training inside her Mind Palace had greatly enhanced her control.
Not only that—after being nearly crushed between walls multiple times in her Mind Palace, she gained another ability: detecting structural weaknesses.
Some of the buildings here were constructed by Lu Chenyu’s company. Lu Chenyu didn’t give a damn about safety—he only prioritized maximizing profit.
If any issues arose, he could simply bury them and silence those involved.
These buildings already had poor foundations and had been soaked by floods and freezing temperatures. Nanzhi didn’t need much effort to collapse them; she only had to focus her firepower on their weak points.
Of course, she made sure there were no survivors nearby.
Weihao lifted the corner of his lips after a moment of thought. "Then I’ll have to trouble Zhi Zhi to inspect the buildings in the base."
Nanzhi raised an eyebrow.
When did she become a structural engineer?
"Of course, it won’t be for free. The base will pay you with spars or jades."
"Okay!" Nanzhi agreed without hesitation. It was just inspection work, right? She could do that.
As for the frog’s spar, Lin Weihao handed it to Nanzhi. Her ability required too much energy to upgrade—Tier 3 spars wouldn’t help her break through the bottleneck. Only a Tier 4 spar could.
Additionally, he was worried her power might stagnate again, just like in the past when she’d been stuck at Tier 4 for so long.
He himself was still in the middle stage of Tier 3, and a Tier 3 alien beast spar could still help his progress.
Nanzhi did need the spar, but Weihao had also contributed to killing the boss. She planned to compensate him by giving him all the Tier 3 spars.
Lin Weihao didn’t refuse. After all, if he grew stronger, he could help and protect Zhi Zhi better.
They cleaned up the battlefield and stored the boss frog’s corpse and debris in her inventory. Remembering the series of earthquakes that would happen in the future, Nanzhi inspected the surrounding buildings and destroyed those that posed potential hazards.
It was already nightfall by the time they finished.
Creeeakk.
Inside the ruined shop, the sleepy Lu Jian jolted when he heard noise at the door. He raised his flashlight toward the source and saw the door slowly opening, a figure standing in the doorway.
The light was dim, and he couldn’t recognize the person clearly.
Until a cold voice sliced through the silence.
"Was it you who set up that blockade? Your answer decides how painful this will be."
"Nanzhi! You’re not dead yet?!" Lu Jian shouted, his voice filled with anger and confusion. Why was she here? Where was the giant frog? Wasn’t it supposed to kill her?
His vicious thoughts scattered like leaves when a glaring light flooded the shop.
His eyes widened.
Dozens of floating guns hovered in the air, their muzzles aimed straight at him.
"I don’t have time for your bullsh*t," Nanzhi said coldly. Her eyes darkened as she waved her hand.
Lu Jian heard popping sounds.
Isn’t she supposed to be a speed-type ability user?
How can she control guns—and so many at once?
The metal-attribute users he knew could barely control two or three blades simultaneously!
"You’re still not answering."
Bang!
Lu Jian screamed as a bullet tore into his left thigh. "Ahh! You b*tch!" Hatred flared in his eyes despite the searing pain. He gritted his teeth and endured it. Don’t think you’re the only one with a gun!
A gun appeared in his hand. He raised it, aiming at Nanzhi—but to his horror, an invisible force stopped his finger from pulling the trigger.
The gun’s muzzle turned on its own and pointed at his right thigh.
"What the—"
Bang!
"Ahh!" Blood gushed from the wound. Fear finally surfaced on Lu Jian’s face. He scrambled backward until his back slammed into the wall.
There were at least ten meters between them.
How could she control his gun from this distance?
"Didn’t I say I don’t have time for your bullsh*t?" Nanzhi snickered as the floating guns drew closer.
Color drained from his face.
As a pampered brat, Lu Jian’s tolerance for pain was pitiful. After taking two bullets, he immediately broke.
"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" he cried. "I set up the blockade, but it was Lan Fuyou’s order! He wanted Lin Weihao dead! He threatened me—said he’d abandon me here if I refused!"
Lan Fuyou had already broken his promise, so Lu Jian saw no reason to protect him. If he suffered, that lecherous pig should suffer too.
Lan Fuyou...
Nanzhi’s gaze turned even colder.
Lu Jian looked at his bleeding legs. If he wasn’t treated soon, he would die.
Putting aside his pride and anger, he begged in a weak voice, "Cousin... please help me. I—I really didn’t mean it! I never intended to kill you! Believe me! It was all Lan Fuyou’s idea..."
Nanzhi suddenly laughed.
How laughable.
No intention of killing her?
In her past life, this bastard had tormented her since middle school.
She was bullied for no reason, framed for cheating in the National College Entrance Examination, and struggled endlessly to find work.
All because of him scheming behind the scenes.
She only found out the truth when she saw his secretary handing envelopes to company executives she had applied to.
And it didn’t stop there.
He caused trouble at the funeral. When Meiying harassed her, he even sent a group of thugs to live in the same apartment building. After the apocalypse, those same thugs nearly killed her.
And now, this blockade.
So how could his words not be laughable?
Lu Jian thought he will be scot free when Nanzhi threw her head back in laughter.
But when she lowered her gaze—
Their eyes met.
There was no joy in her eyes at all.
The remaining blood in Lu Jian’s veins seemed to freeze under her frigid stare.
Bang!
"Ahh! Nanzhi! You b*tch—ahh!" Lu Jian screamed, collapsing to the ground while clutching his legs.
"I have another question for you." Nanzhi took hold of one floating gun and aimed it at his forehead. "Was Meiying involved in my parents’ deaths?"
Though Lu Jian’s mind was already clouded by pain, his instinctive reaction was enough.
The answer was written clearly on his face.
Nanzhi’s expression darkened further.
A few meters away, Weihao caught the scent of blood and heard the screams echo for a long time—until they abruptly stopped.
Moments later, Nanzhi emerged from the darkness, calmly wiping the blood from her face.
