Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Chapter 197 The Bizarre Post-Apocalyptic World 14

Ozawa's pupils suddenly turned red, and his roar shook the cellar walls. The monsters outside seemed to have received some kind of command, their bodies twisting as they surged toward the restaurant.

Xiao Li quickly hugged Xiao Ze and kept calling out to him, hoping to bring her younger brother to his senses, "Xiao Ze, what's wrong with you, Xiao Ze! Wake up!"

“Brother, I’ve drunk that woman’s blood, and it’s very useful to me.” Xiaoze looked at his brother with his red eyes. “As long as I eat that woman, I will no longer have to live by drinking the blood of ordinary people, and I can live outside like a normal person.”

Xiao Li stared wide-eyed in horror, "Didn't you promise me you wouldn't eat people anymore? And didn't you complete your evolution and no longer need to eat people?"

Xiaoze ignored his brother's questioning, his gaze passing over Xiaoli and fixed on the direction of the restaurant.

His body trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress the madness in his heart, but that crazy desire was like a surging tide, constantly crashing against the dam of his reason.

He looked up at Xiao Li, a strange light reflecting in his eyes. Xiao Li met his gaze, and as if bewitched, she suddenly closed her eyes and fainted.

Xiaoze looked at his fallen brother without hesitation. Like a raging beast, he charged towards the cellar exit. His body created a black gust of wind as he ran, whipping up stones wherever he went.

Not long after Lin Xiaoqian brought Jiang Shuang back to the restaurant, Mo Ying and Zhuang Damao also returned.

Looking at Jiang Shuang lying unconscious on the operating table with pale lips, Lin Xiaoqian said worriedly, "I just gave Sister Shuang a quick check-up. There are no obvious injuries on her body, only small pinhole-like holes on her arm. And for some reason, she hasn't woken up yet. I suspect that Xiao Ze injected Sister Shuang with something bad."

Mo Ying frowned, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Shuang. He waved his hand and broke the ropes binding Jiang Shuang's limbs and neck. Then, he reached out and placed his hand on Jiang Shuang's wrist. After circulating his spiritual energy through Jiang Shuang's body for a while, he said, "Nothing strange was injected into her body. On the contrary, she has lost a lot of qi and blood."

"What?" Lin Xiaoqian turned to look at Mo Ying.

Mo Ying withdrew his hand and explained, "Jiang Shuang must have had a lot of blood drawn."

"What?" Lin Xiaoqian cursed inwardly, "What a pervert! Why would he draw Sister Shuang's blood!"

Zhuang Damao curled his lip, "Didn't you hear? That kid used to eat people."

Lin Xiaoqian frowned: "Could he really be a monster, as the people in town say? But if Sister Shuang wasn't injected with any strange drugs, then why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Mo Ying placed his hand on Jiang Shuang's head again, and after a moment said with a solemn expression, "Her spiritual consciousness has been greatly impacted and damaged, which is why she has been unconscious. However, there is no spiritual energy in this world, and logically there shouldn't be any cultivators. How could someone possess the ability to attack a person's spiritual consciousness?"

Lin Xiaoqian bit her lip, her face full of anxiety as she pondered: "Xiao Li was only telling the truth, but I think what he said about the capsule company is probably true. Xiao Li and his younger brother Xiao Ze are probably both from that company. Those methods that can bewitch and control people are probably Xiao Ze's abilities. His abilities are a bit like the mental abilities in zombie novels. He might very well have used his mental abilities to attack Sister Shuang."

She looked anxiously at Mo Ying: "Mo Ying, do you have a way to save Sister Shuang?"

Mo Ying frowned, lost in thought. After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Repairing damaged divine consciousness has always been difficult. I once heard in the cultivation world about a kind of Soul-Nourishing Wood that can be carved into a pillow. Those whose divine consciousness is damaged can use the spiritual power of the Soul-Nourishing Wood to slowly nourish their consciousness, which might awaken Jiang Shuang. But this Soul-Nourishing Wood is practically a legendary existence. Even if we go back to the cultivation world in the next world, we might not be able to find it. Moreover, Jiang Shuang's condition is quite serious; we can't wait."

A hint of despair flashed in Lin Xiaoqian's eyes, but she quickly calmed down and said, "Moying, there must be other ways, right? Think about it carefully. You've been in the cultivation world for so long, you must know other ways to repair divine consciousness."

Mo Ying rubbed his temples, trying hard to search his mind for records in various cultivation classics. Finally, he stammered, "Actually... there is another method, which is to use one's own divine sense as a guide to enter Jiang Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness, and use the power of one's own divine sense to sort out her damaged divine sense meridians and repair the wounds."

Lin Xiaoqian was overjoyed upon hearing this, "That's great! This sounds much more reliable than the Soul-Nourishing Wood. Mo Ying, your cultivation and spiritual sense are the strongest among us. Could you go into Sister Shuang's spiritual sense to help her repair herself?"

“But…” Mo Ying opened her mouth, her face showing some hesitation.

Lin Xiaoqian asked curiously, "What's wrong? Is there some difficulty? Or is it dangerous for you to go into Sister Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness?"

Mo Ying shook his head, his ear tips turning slightly red. He coughed lightly to cover it up, saying, "There's no danger to me. It's just that the sea of ​​consciousness is the most vulnerable place a person can enter. Only someone that person trusts implicitly can go in." A cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness is private and sensitive, and usually only Daoist partners can enter each other's sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Xiaoqian didn't know that only close people could enter each other's sea of ​​consciousness. She thought Mo Ying was afraid that Jiang Shuang wouldn't trust her, so she waved her hand and said, "Hey! I thought you were in some kind of danger. Don't worry, we've worked together for so long, how could Sister Shuang not trust you?"

"But..." Mo Ying wanted to explain, but just then, a series of loud noises suddenly came from outside the restaurant.

Lin Xiaoqian looked towards the window, her brows furrowed: "What happened?"

Zhuang Damao ran to the balcony and looked out. Without turning his head, he shouted, "There's a monster downstairs banging on the door!"

Outside the restaurant, the situation was dire. The monsters summoned by Ozawa had swarmed around the restaurant, frantically pounding on the doors and windows and emitting chilling roars. The townspeople who had been surrounding the restaurant earlier had moved to either side to make way for the monsters.

The restaurant's glass was very sturdy and had not yet been broken. The group of people inside who had regained consciousness were huddled under the tables and chairs, trembling with fear.

Liao Zhuang remained relatively calm. He found the remote control for the metal door, pressed the button, and quickly closed the door and windows.

The white fog around the restaurant had thinned considerably, and Zhuang Damao immediately spotted Xiao Ze standing behind the monster.

His face was indifferent, devoid of any childlike innocence befitting his age. Seemingly sensing that someone was watching him, Xiao Ze raised his head, his red pupils immediately locking onto Zhuang Damao's location.

Soon, as if receiving some kind of command, the monster downstairs began to climb up the wall.

Zhuang Damao's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted, "Those monsters are climbing up!"

As he spoke, he pulled out an energy gun and fired it at the monster.

His marksmanship was excellent; he blew a monster's head off with a single shot.

But there were just too many monsters. As soon as one fell, two more would take its place, and they would continue climbing.