39: Chapter 39 Blood Rain Descends

Everyone stood up one after another. Witnessing this scene, their hearts felt as if they were being ruthlessly squeezed by an invisible giant hand, and an uncontrollable surge of unknown fear welled up.

A drop of "blood" suddenly splashed onto the glass.

Qi Yin's expression remained unchanged as she said coldly, "The Apocalypse has begun."

Immediately afterward, without any warning, rain began to fall from the sky.

However, unlike the transparent rain of the past, this was viscous, blood-red water that emitted a dense, metallic stench of blood.

It poured down in torrents, drumming intensely against the window in front of them with a dull, heavy thud.

After this rain of blood, the vast majority of people who came into contact with the rainwater would turn into zombies.

At that time, the prosperous Imperial Capital would be the first purgatory to fall.

Qi Yin pulled out her phone and called Xiao Sinian.

"What is it?" His cool, aloof voice came from the other side.

Qi Yin thought for a moment and decided to give him a warning.

"Coming into contact with the blood rain gives a five percent chance of obtaining a Supernatural Ability."

At this stage, there were too many people on Xiao Sinian's side; she couldn't provide that many Level 3 pure crystal cores.

Even if she had them, she wouldn't give them away.

After all, the most terrifying thing in the Apocalypse wasn't the zombies or those mutants, but the human heart.

The principle that 'an ordinary man is innocent, but harboring a treasure makes him guilty' would be demonstrated to the fullest in the Apocalypse.

Regardless, she had said what needed to be said; as for the rest, it depended on how the other party decided.

Hanging up the phone, Xiao Sinian lowered his gaze and stared at the blood-soaked ground outside, remaining silent for a long while.

"What do you all think?"

Mu Feng and the group of four men and one woman looked at each other, a layer of gloom casting over everyone's heart.

They had all heard Qi Yin's words just now.

Before they could speak, Xiao Sinian spoke again: "The supplies in this shelter are enough for all of you to survive for more than twenty years. Even without Supernatural Abilities, you don't have to worry about survival."

He didn't force everyone to risk their lives to awaken abilities; rather, his original intention in building the shelter was the hope that they could all last longer in the dangerous Apocalypse.

If ten years weren't enough, then twenty years; as long as they were alive, there would always be hope.

However, the several of them made up their minds almost simultaneously.

Mu Feng was the first to thump his chest: "We'll follow Boss to the death. Besides, that kid Yan Xiu is already way ahead of me now, and I'm not willing to be left behind."

Saying this, he didn't look at Xiao Sinian again, opened the door, and charged directly into the curtain of blood.

The remaining five people bowed deeply toward Xiao Sinian.

"Our lives were given to us by you, Boss. We either become stronger or we die."

The group drenched themselves in the blood-red rain for a full ten minutes before locking themselves in their rooms once they felt changes in their bodies.

They gave all their keys to Xiao Sinian; if they turned into zombies, he could just shoot them directly.

As for the hundred or so subordinates in the underground castle, Xiao Sinian didn't tell them this news; he didn't want to take that risk.

At the very least, this shelter could protect them from being devoured by zombies.

On this side, Qi Yin stared fixedly at the blood moon and the sky full of blood rain outside the window, her fingers unconsciously tightening.

Through the binoculars, the city at the foot of the mountain had already begun to undergo slow changes.

It was still as prosperous as ever, but increasing clamor and noise rose one after another.

Those who had died in the riots due to the severe stampede last night began to undergo terrifying physical aberrations under the 'nourishment' of the blood rain.

Their skin rapidly turned greyish-white and slowly began to rot. Carrying chunks of putrid flesh, they lunged at the pedestrians who hadn't made it home in time when the rain started.

Qi Yin knew that regardless of the reason those zombies appeared last night...

Now, the truly large-scale transformation had begun.

However, this was only the beginning. Before long, the virus spread by the blood rain would cause the plants and animals in the mountains and forests to undergo frantic mutations.

Chaos would no longer just be a struggle between humans, but a competition for survival among all living creatures.

At this moment, the Apocalypse had abruptly descended once again in the most intuitive and brutal way.

"Uncle Chen, notify Dr. Chen Jun in Shelter No. 2 not to leave the shelter."

"It's already been arranged, umm..." Chen Quan hesitated, stopping mid-sentence.

The defense mechanisms of all shelters were fully activated; any slight disturbance would be transmitted to Qi Yin's computer via cameras.

In the upstairs study, Qi Yin stood with her back to Chen Quan, a cold aura swirling around her.

"Uncle Chen, if you have something to say, just say it."

Chen Quan was silent for a moment, his expression troubled: "Yin Yin, your mother... she hasn't been doing very well lately..."

Qi Yin turned her head, her eyes staring at him coldly, "And?"

"The Qi Family sold off all their assets and pawned all your mother's jewelry and bags to buy some food and drink on the black market. Wang Hui ran away, and I heard the father and son kicked your mother out of the house."

"She has nowhere to go; right now, she's squatting at the doorstep crying."

Chen Quan sighed deeply. Lu Yingman was a wealthy young lady, yet because of her 'love brain,' she was manipulated to this extent by Qi Mingyuan.

No wonder Old Madam Lu would be so frustrated and disappointed whenever she mentioned her.

It wasn't that Qi Yin didn't know what Chen Quan was saying.

After all, she had secretly placed monitors in that family's phones.

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about snatching away what little pitiful supplies those people had, but on second thought, now that the Apocalypse was here, with Qi Ming's arrogant and overbearing personality, he would definitely use the shortage of supplies to make a huge profit.

Perhaps they could indeed make a lot at the start, but what if everyone got tired of the miserable life?

Therefore, rather than letting them starve to death, Qi Yin hoped The Qi Family would get a good look at the wickedness of the world.

"So, Uncle Chen, what do you mean?"

Chen Quan shook his head, "It's up to you. I don't have any opinion. After all, I saw with my own eyes how that family took turns deceiving you before."

"It's just that, she is your mother after all, and you used to be quite dependent on her. Yin Yin, I'm afraid you'll regret it later."

Qi Yin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To her, Chen Quan was more important than The Qi Family.

If Chen Quan had expressed even the slightest thought of bringing Lu Yingman over, then no matter what, she wouldn't have let Chen Quan stay here any longer.

Being too much of a 'Holy Mother' would get people killed.

Just like her in her previous life.

"To me, they are already dead."

After saying that, Qi Yin turned and left the study.

Chen Quan sighed deeply, understanding her meaning; she was simply going to ignore them.

If, when Qi Yin needed them, that family had shown her genuine concern instead of schemes...

How could Qi Yin have left them to their fate?

They only had themselves to blame for their own undoing.

At that time, in the old residential area where the three members of The Qi Family lived.

The already dilapidated windows rattled under the lashing of the rain.

Lu Yingman's pounding on the door was particularly piercing in this neighborhood with terrible soundproofing.

Forced by the pressure from a neighbor with tattooed arms, Qi Mingyuan and Qi Ming finally opened the door and let her in.

Lu Yingman was still weeping, but the successive days of hardship had left her skin no longer as supple as it once was.

Qi Mingyuan looked at her with growing irritation.

"Cry, cry, cry. All you know how to do is cry all day. Instead of this, why don't you think of a way to coax that Little Bitch Qi Yin into handing over our money?"

Qi Ming sat with his legs crossed, picking his teeth: "Exactly. If it weren't for Qi Yin, would we be living this miserable life?"