Chapter 152 Trapped in a Desperate Situation, Nowhere to Escape
Yu Miaomiao remained calm. In her previous life, she had been in dire straits countless times during the apocalypse, which taught her that the most important thing when facing a powerful enemy is to stay calm and then try to find a way to escape by taking advantage of the environment and utilizing all available favorable conditions.
Just as Yu Miaomiao was still pondering how to proceed, He Chuan's voice rang out again, filled with an arrogant and overbearing tone.
"Trying to run? It won't be that easy."
His gaze seemed to see through everything, making Yu Miaomiao and Lu An's hearts skip a beat.
Behind He Chuan, a large number of Mercenaries began to gather, indicating thatWeapon Factory's full strength had arrived.
"It seems we've gotten ourselves into big trouble," Yu Miaomiao said with a helpless, bitter smile.
However, Yu Miaomiao's attention was quicklydrawn to He Qing.
She noticed that He Qing was gazing at He Chuan with an adoring and ambiguous look, as if this man was not her cousin, but her lover, her hero, and everything to her.
He Qing's gaze followed He Chuan's every move closely. His eyes held not only worship for great power, but also a twisted and perverse emotion—a possessiveness that transcended kinship and bordered on the abnormal.
And this man named He Chuan doesn't seem to consider He Qing as the only one.
He Chuan's gaze greedily swept over the women present: a bright and charming beauty, a woman with short hair but a unique charm, and a young woman who was clearly a beauty in the making...
Yu Miaomiao keenly sensed this subtle emotional entanglement, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for He Qing, while at the same time becoming even more determined to escape.
She just wanted to survive the apocalypse and didn't want to get involved in any emotional entanglements like "you love him" or "he loves her."
But He Chuan has clearly already included them all in his possessions.
"Save the women, kill the men," He Chuanmuttered to himself as he stepped toward Ye Jian.
Yu Miaomiao's heart began to race; she realized the urgency of the situation.
He Chuan's words were cold and resolute, revealing an unquestionable desire for control. This was not only an emotional overbearing act, but also an extreme manifestation of the survival rules in a post-apocalyptic environment.
Yu Miaomiao quickly scanned his surroundings, looking for possible escape routes or usable items.
The scalpel had just pierced Scarface's hand, and now she didn't even have a suitable weapon.
However, Ye Jian should still have two more guns in his hands and pockets. Weapons developed by the Weapon Factory.
Yu Miaomiao gave it to Ye Jian some time ago, partly so he could use it for self-defense, and partly so he could study it and see how it could be improved.
Ye Jian is capable in this area, but has been hampered by the research environment and material limitations of Underground City. However, Yu Miaomiao may be able to find a way to provide these.
Her idea at the time was naturally to create a win-win situation.
Right now, these two energy weapons have become their only chance of survival.
He Qing's expression froze instantly upon hearing He Chuan's command. A hint of hurt and resentment flashed in his admiring eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
She understood that in He Chuan's world, she might just be one of many pawns.
But this did not stop her from continuing to pursue that twisted emotion, even though it plunged her into endless pain and contradictions.
Yu Miaomiao slowly moved toward Ye Jian's position. Ye Jian also noticed Yu Miaomiao's actions and suddenly threw his gun at Yu Miaomiao and Lu An.
Yu Miaomiao reacted quickly and caught the energy gun that Ye Jian threw at her.
At the same time, Lu An successfully caught the other ball, and the two quickly took their positions, forming a defensive formation.
Yu Miaomiao felt the weight of the weapon in her hand, not only its physical weight, but also the weight of responsibility and hope.
Whether we can get through this safely remains to be seen.
Seeing this, He Chuan curled up a cold smile, as if he had expected such resistance.
"Interesting. It seems I underestimated your stubborn resistance."
He continued to walk slowly toward the group, his hands empty, without even a weapon, showing that He Chuan did not rely entirely on force, but was terrifying in his own right.
"Don't make a futile struggle. What's the point? Why not just cooperate and be my woman like her? Wouldn't it be better to get whatever you want?"
He Chuan pointed at He Qing, who was leaning against him, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.
Yu Miaomiao felt somewhat helpless about the situation, but she had no choice but to face it. She raised her gun, charged it, and fired in one smooth motion.
Every shot hit He Chuan squarely, yet it felt as if it had entered some ethereal space. Each laser beam vanished abruptly the moment it touched He Chuan, leaving a feeling of being swallowed up.
She was somewhat discouraged. Since the Post-Apocalyptic World, she had rarely encountered such a difficult situation. Even someone as emotionally stable as her was finding it hard to calm herself down at this moment.
"No! Not at all! Not everyone can live off others. Although our path to survival is somewhat rugged, we always run into people like you. We can't kill you, and we can't shake you off. What do you think you are? Overall, I'm quite satisfied with my life now, so I won't allow anyone to ruin it."
After saying that, Yu Miaomiao still fired the laser fiercely. He Chuan's figure remained motionless under the bombardment of the laser, and the mocking smile on his lips did not fade away, but instead deepened.
"You don't seem to understand that the difference in power isn't limited to visible weapons. These are all obsolete products from our lousy factory, only used for trading with those who have resources."
"That's right. If we dare to sell those weapons to others, it means we have the absolute strength to counter them. Otherwise, wouldn't those people come back and rob us after they get the weapons?"
He Qing quickly echoed, her eyes sparkling with both admiration for He Chuan and a strange sense of superiority as someone in the same camp.