Chapter 113: It Is a Bit of Trouble

“You have such powerful strength… cough… why would you still be angry for the weak…”

Long Tu struggled to stand, inwardly horrified. This man’s strength completely overturned his understanding of fifth-tier Enhancers. None of the fifth-tiers in the other three zones were this strong!

This man’s power was on par with the Shadow King… no… even stronger!

Sixth-tier!

This man had, completely unknown to the world, done something unprecedented—become a sixth-tier Enhancer!

Of course Jiang Li was holding back. Otherwise, Long Tu would’ve died without even realizing it.

Jiang Li kicked Long Tu out of the building.

The commotion Jiang Li had caused was too huge; now countless people were watching him.

When Long Tu was kicked out of the building like a beaten dog, flying through the air in disgrace, it drew even more attention.

Even those at the bottom who spent their days scrambling for contribution points began looking up at the battle.

Enhancers only had bodily enhancements; they couldn’t fly. Long Tu compressed air beneath his feet to create a support platform, fleeing in wide strides.

Run!
He had to run!
Against a sixth-tier Enhancer, he didn’t stand a chance!

But he’d only run a few steps in midair when he saw Jiang Li appear right in front of him—like a ghost!

“Big bro, big bro! Letting you beat me up should be enough to vent, right?” Long Tu immediately surrendered.

“I admit defeat, Zone 3 is yours!” Long Tu broke into a cold sweat, trying to prove his value. “You definitely need subordinates. I know Zone 3 like the back of my hand. I’m also one of the only five fifth-tier Enhancers. You’ll find me useful.”

Ye Wu stared wide-eyed from the top floor of the building. On the big screens, Lord Long Tu had always been high and mighty, condescending and arrogant—she had never seen him grovel like this.

“Your power is enough to rule the entire world. As far as I know, the other four fifth-tier Enhancers are all arrogant bastards. If you spare me, it’ll show you’re winning people over. If you kill me, they’ll definitely resent you. Even someone as powerful as you should consider the thoughts of other fifth-tier Enhancers…”

In Long Tu’s mind, Jiang Li attacking him had nothing to do with exploiting the weak—it was just an excuse. What he really wanted was Zone 3—or even the whole world. And to rule the world, he’d need helpers. He himself was the best candidate.

A sixth-tier powerhouse could definitely wipe out all zombies—it was just a matter of time. Once the zombies were gone and a new order was established, he’d be a major contributor. By then, he wouldn’t just rule Zone 3, but countless Zone 3s.

Becoming Jiang Li’s first follower would bring endless benefits. This wasn’t a crisis—it was an opportunity.

As for Ye Du and Ye Wu, Long Tu didn’t even register them. Weaklings at first or second tier weren’t worthy of following someone like Jiang Li. He was the real first and true subordinate.

“Why should a strong man care what the weak think?” Jiang Li said flatly.

“Huh?”

Before Long Tu could react, a fist loomed closer—growing larger and larger…

In full view of everyone, Jiang Li pummeled Long Tu into dust. In the end, he was nothing but a pile of mush, no trace of a human shape remaining.

No one could believe what they were seeing, but everyone had to believe it.

The mighty and arrogant Lord Long Tu—was dead.

The corporations were gone. The corporations’ backer, Lord Long Tu—no, just Long Tu—was also dead. The mountain that had weighed on everyone’s heads had vanished…

The corporations were like grim reapers pushing people toward death, holding black scythes, forcing them to work like clockwork, pouring every bit of strength into earning contribution points.

No contribution points, no life.

Everyone let out an unexplainable sigh of relief. Compared to facing zombies, they’d feared the corporations more.

But now the corporations and Long Tu were dead. Would this stranger, this powerhouse who killed Long Tu, become the next “Long Tu”? Everyone now had that question in their hearts.

Jiang Li didn’t respond to the speculation of Zone 3’s people—it was unnecessary. What, was he supposed to tell them he was just a passerby from another world? Would they believe it?

They’d only assume he was some hidden powerhouse from a corner of their world.

When Jiang Li saw the doubt and anticipation in their eyes, he knew he had achieved his goal.

Storming the corporations, killing Long Tu before everyone’s eyes—everything Jiang Li had done had one purpose: to give people hope, to awaken hearts filled with hope.

Whether they doubted or anticipated, it didn’t matter. What mattered was their minds were no longer numb or rigid.

“Boss, are we heading to Zone 1?”

Ye Wu’s eyes were burning as she stared at Jiang Li. Knowing he was stronger than a fifth-tier was one thing—seeing him beat Long Tu into a dead dog was something else entirely.

“Of course,” Jiang Li nodded as if it were only natural.

He wasn’t going to stay in Zone 3 forever. Now that all the fourth- and fifth-tier Enhancers in Zone 3 had been wiped out by him, once he left, even a random zombie tide could spell disaster.

“That’s gonna take a lot of effort.”

Ye Du nodded as well. What he really wanted to say was: that’s gonna cost a lot of lives. Zone 3 didn’t have many strong people to begin with, and Jiang Li had just killed a bunch. Who was going to protect the civilians now?

Zone 3 had nearly ten million people. Moving that many to Zone 1—camping outdoors, poor organization, hauling food and supplies—it could take months to get there.

Who knew how many zombies they’d run into, how many would die? If they were unlucky and hit a zombie tide, the death toll would be even worse.

Boss was strong, but there’s no way he could protect ten million people at once.

Boss was human, not a god.

There was a way to save most people: have Boss transport them in batches to Zone 1. A few tens of thousands at a time—do it a hundred times, and it’d work.

But that carried risk, too. If Boss spent most of his time ferrying people, Zone 3 would be unguarded. A zombie tide then would be game over all the same.

That was just what he thought to himself. Saying it out loud would only bring trouble.

“It is a bit of trouble.”

Jiang Li agreed with Ye Du’s view.

He flew into the sky. To him, Zone 3 looked no bigger than a palm. He made a scooping gesture over Zone 3’s location, and the people below felt a slight tremor—but nothing more.

But the guards at the city gate gasped. They would never forget what they saw in that moment.

Zone 3 was enclosed by hundred-meter-tall metal walls. The people inside couldn’t see what was going on outside—but the guards could see everything clearly.

Zone 3, along with the surrounding land, had been molded into a single unit by some unknown, unfathomable power. It had broken free from the earth and gravity, floating in the sky in a completely unscientific way!

Concepts like belief, gods, and Buddha had been forgotten over the ten years of the apocalypse—but in that moment, the guards fell to their knees instinctively.

There were gods in this world.