Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 74 That Cannon Fodder in an Apocalyptic Novel 6

Song Xianyin was silent for a moment, then looked at Ruan Jingsheng with a sincere expression: "Captain, it's nothing, I have one too."

It's just that there aren't as many as his, making the house a mess.

Ruan Jingsheng's smile was somewhat strange: "Miss Song has one too?"

Song Xianyin nodded and silently extended her hand.

Xin Long looked at her hands and said, "Miss Song, you should change your habit of always touching things randomly."

She took the damp tissue and wiped it in Song Xianyin's hand; the tissue immediately turned black the next second.

Zhou Zheng, lying on the bed, suddenly groaned in pain, feeling something important leaving his body.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Song Xianyin stood at the door, unsure whether to leave or just stand there.

Zhou Zheng was in so much pain that he started scratching his face wildly, until his face was a bloody mess.

Ruan Jingsheng finally started to move. He gave Zhou Zheng an injection and began to soothe his emotions.

But Zhou Zheng, like a mad dog, bit Ruan Jingsheng's hand. He was panting heavily and making low growls.

Ruan Jingsheng winced in pain. He held Zhou Zheng down and looked at them apologetically, "I scared you. I was afraid he would go crazy tonight, so I stayed here to keep watch."

Looking at Song Xianyin, who had been hiding behind Xin Long, he lowered his eyes, a clear smile in them: "I just played a little joke on Miss Song. I hope Miss Song won't hate me."

"As for the black mist that Miss Song mentioned, I think I need to investigate it. It doesn't sound like anything good."

Ruan Jingsheng had a faint smile on his lips. Although his hand was still bleeding, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

Song Xianyin forced a smile: "Captain, you really like to joke around."

She almost thought he was going to kill her.

Xin Long quickly pulled Song Xianyin's hand and left. Song Xianyin looked at Zhou Zheng on the bed with reluctance.

Ruan Jingsheng, who was applying medicine to Zhou Zheng, noticed her gaze and smiled at her: "Don't worry, Miss Song, I will take good care of him."

Song Xianyin's smile was somewhat forced: "Then thank you for your hard work, Captain."

Is Ruan Jingsheng really that free? He's been busy all day, and he's been driving the whole time, yet he still has the energy to take care of Zhou Zheng in the evening.

Because she failed to kill Zhou Zheng, Song Xianyin was so anxious that she couldn't sleep all night.

The next day when she went to see Zhou Zheng, the people standing at the door all had serious expressions. Ruan Jingsheng stood next to the healing ability user, his expression very heavy.

The superhuman examined Zhou Zheng's body, his expression growing colder: "How could his superpowers have suddenly run out? That's too strange."

In just one night, his life was already nearing its end.

Song Xianyin looked at everything in front of her with a sorrowful expression, trying her best to suppress the upward curve of her lips.

Ruan Jingsheng sat in the chair and rubbed his temples. "It's all my fault. If only I had noticed that last night."

Zhou Zheng lay on the bed, barely alive. He felt his body getting colder and colder, and he knew that his life was about to come to an end.

He weakly opened his eyes and saw Song Xianyin silently weeping at the door. He felt extremely desolate, never expecting that he would ultimately be defeated by a woman.

He was breathing heavily, and the healing-type ability user held his hand tightly, her face also showing some sadness: "Zhou Zheng, what do you want to say?"

Song Xianyin leaned against the door, tears streaming down her face. She silently wiped them away.

He Qiuyu felt a sudden itch in his heart as he looked at Song Xianyin; he hadn't expected her to be so beautiful when she cried.

Now that Zhou Zheng is dead and Xin Long can't protect her, what will happen to her next?

He Qiuyu looked at her face, red from crying, and suddenly felt a pang of sadness. He couldn't bear to see a woman shed tears.

He whispered to Song Xianyin, "Aren't you going to see him? The person he wants to see most right now is you."

Everyone knows how good Zhou Zheng is to her.

The man next to He Qiuyu looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. Hadn't he always disliked Song Xianyin? How come he had suddenly changed his personality?

Song Xianyin cried uncontrollably, and the room was unusually quiet, except for Zhou Zheng's panting and Song Xianyin's suppressed sobs.

He Qiuyu sighed and pushed her forward. Song Xianyin walked up to Zhou Zheng while crying.

Upon seeing Song Xianyin approach, Zhou Zheng gasped for breath, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and his entire body trembled.

The healing-type ability user wiped away her tears and gave her seat to Song Xianyin.

Song Xianyin held Zhou Zheng's hand tightly, sobbing uncontrollably, "Zhou Zheng, I shouldn't have argued with you..."

Zhou Zheng stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with hatred. This bitch was still pretending.

As Song Xianyin cried, she suddenly found that the black mist had reappeared in her hand. The black mist swirled around Zhou Zheng's hand, and the veins on his face bulged.

Song Xianyin was stunned for a moment, then she felt a warm current flowing into her body.

Zhou Zheng screamed silently in agony, his body trembling faster and faster. Song Xianyin was startled by his madness.

"You're about to die, so please stop scaring people, okay? I feel like I'm going to have nightmares tonight."

Several dark purple pustules suddenly appeared on Zhou Zheng's face, oozing foul-smelling liquid. Song Xianyin was so frightened that she quickly let go of his hand, but Zhou Zheng held on to her hand tightly.

She struggled to break free from his grasp and accidentally fell to the ground. Zhou Zheng's gaze was fixed on her, his eyes beginning to shift.

Pus was flowing all over the ground. Ruan Jingsheng grabbed Song Xianyin's hand and lifted her up.

Zhou Zheng held the healing-type ability user's hand and wrote words on it with trembling hands; no one else could understand what he was writing.

But Song Xianyin understood; it was the character "Song".

It was really hard for him.

Ruan Jingsheng looked at Song Xianyin behind him and thought she was frightened. He said in a low voice, "Miss Song, you should go back first. We will handle this."

Song Xianyin shook her head sadly: "Captain, can I not go back? I want to watch him leave."

Otherwise, she wouldn't feel at ease.

Ruan Jingsheng led Song Xianyin to a corner and comforted her, saying, "Everyone has their own destiny. Miss Song, don't be sad. Perhaps this is the best ending for Zhou Zheng."

He applied the medicine to the wound on her hand, then helped dispose of Zhou Zheng's body.

Zhou Zheng reeked of stench, and no one else wanted to approach him. Ruan Jingsheng understood perfectly, and in the end, he buried Zhou Zheng in the ground all by himself.

When the night was deep and quiet, a figure dug vigorously at a fresh grave, and soon the soil was piled up into a small hill.

The knife gleamed coldly in the moonlight. When it was raised again, it had turned blackish-red. This happened countless times, and the loose mound of earth was transformed back into a grave.

That's what you call eradicating the root of the problem.