He started by killing his abusive father, and from then on, he embarked on the road to wealth.

Chapter 4 Space and Supernatural Abilities

Madam Xue patted Shan Qiyu's thin back comfortingly, then gently took Meng Fuqing's hand and held it.

The old man's hands had dry, flaky skin that felt warm and comforting, giving one a sense of peace and warmth for no apparent reason.

Meng Fuqing was lost in thought for a moment.

Having dealt with zombies for so long, she's not quite used to being surrounded by humans.

The old man said slowly, "Child, you have suffered."

Meng Fuqing shook his head and didn't say anything.

After asking about her well-being for a while, Madam Meng Xue got down to business, "Qing'er, your father left so suddenly. Your great-aunt heard that you went out and saw him. You must have been terribly frightened, right?"

Meng Fuqing lowered his head and said slowly, "I was extremely thirsty at the time, and my younger brother was asleep. I leaned against the wall, intending to go out and find some water, but... I didn't expect..."

Her voice grew softer, but it was still clear enough for the people in the room to hear her.

Yao Shanyun's house was separated from Meng's house by only a small road. Hearing the commotion, she quickly chimed in, "Qing'er bled so much, how could she not be thirsty!"

Look at this family, they're starving! Ran was at my house the other day, I gave her a pancake, and when I got back I found Qing terribly frightened. One child was unconscious, and the other was crying her eyes out. It's truly a tragedy!

The two women behind them echoed this sentiment, their eyes filled with sympathy as they looked at Meng Fuqing.

The small room was still filled with a strong smell of blood. Looking at Meng Fuqing's sallow face after losing blood, anyone with eyes could tell that this girl had just walked through the gates of hell.

After reading it, Meng Xueshi's last bit of doubt disappeared. She gave Shan Qiyu a reassuring look, gave her a few more instructions, and then the group left the house.

Meng Shaoyuan was a genius on whom the Meng family once placed their hopes. When he was young, his family was not well-off and he received help from most of the villagers.

We have to give the clan a complete explanation.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Meng Fuqing, head bowed, revealed a smile that quickly disappeared.

"Big sister, don't be afraid, Ali will protect you." Meng Ali's eyes were red, but she kept a straight face and solemnly patted her chest to assure Meng Fuqing.

Meng Ali's real name was Meng Shen. Meng Shaoyuan hoped that his son would inherit his photographic memory and become a dragon in the future, so that his son could buy him good wine. Therefore, he gave his son the nickname "A Li".

However, he was a terrible father. Not only was he rarely home, but when he did come back, he was reeking of alcohol and full of malice. Every time his children saw him, they would cower like quails.

Meng Fuqing looked up at the little boy for a while, then raised his soft arm and tapped him on the forehead with his finger, saying perfunctorily, "Ali is really ambitious."

She said to Meng Ranran, "I'm sleepy. You take care of Ali for a while and don't let him run around."

She paused for a moment, then added, "Things will be alright from now on."

Meng Ranran nodded heavily, her expression suggesting she was about to cry.

My older sister is right. I won't be beaten anymore. I'll find more wild vegetables, and everything will be alright!

Thinking of this, Meng Ranran felt a little frustrated. Winter was coming soon. Would her family be able to get through the winter?

After the two left, Meng Fuqing was wide awake. She pulled the stiff blanket over her head, stretched out her index finger, and a point of green light appeared at her fingertip.

From the moment she woke up in this world, she sensed that the superpowers she had gained in the apocalypse had also come with her.

Unlike the superpowers that others in the apocalypse awakened on their own, her superpower was obtained by fusing her own wood-type superpower with a mutated vine plant.

Wood-type abilities can heal oneself and others, but cannot protect oneself. Stronger wood-type abilities will integrate into the team and become an indispensable and highly regarded member.

She wasn't like that. She knew she was at the bottom of the pack when she first gained her powers, and even with a large number of crystal cores to upgrade them, their effectiveness was extremely limited. Besides, she was all alone, struggling even to protect herself. Most people with these kinds of abilities become parasitic vines dependent on the strong, and their endings are rarely good.

After realizing this, she hid for a while.

Encountering that mutated vine plant was the closest Meng Fuqing ever came to death in the apocalypse. She was wrapped in a cocoon by countless vines, which slowly drained the oxygen from her lungs.

On her deathbed, she clung tightly to a vine near her mouth and refused to let go.

Something seemed to have happened in between, and her memory was hazy. The only thing she could clearly remember was that she was mechanically swallowing vines like a zombie.

After everything was over, the energy of the mutated vines surged wildly within her body, and she fell into a coma for a long time. When she woke up, she also had the ability to manipulate the vines.

The fused wood-type ability has stronger healing power, especially effective at healing itself, and can also promote plant growth. Its level is no longer limited by talent.

The vines belong to the attack type and have a strong sense of perception of living things, enabling them to provide early warning and strangle. The vines themselves have no five senses, they cannot see or hear, but her mental power can perceive images through the vines, thereby achieving the purpose of manipulating the vines. Moreover, when the vines come into contact with other plants, those plants can convey simple signals to her.

These factors enabled Meng Fuqing, who was besieged by assassins and zombies in the apocalypse, to survive for eight years.

As for the reason for being hunted by assassins...

The green light at her fingertips quietly faded. She closed her eyes and checked her space, where all the supplies had come to this world intact.

She stole the space from others.

Originally, the medium that carried the space was a blood ring. After the blood pact was signed, the blood ring disappeared, and the space became the exclusive property of one person.

Before encountering that group of people, she was experimenting with the techniques of using vines and coincidentally captured the information of the 'Blood Ring' on a potted lucky bamboo.

Taking advantage of the darkness, she manipulated the vines to steal the Blood Ring.

Meng Fuqing didn't know why the Blood Ring was unclaimed; she only assumed that not just anyone could bind to it. But she successfully bound it.

She doesn't consider herself a troublemaker; everything she does is for survival, and survival is a human instinct.

The only thing she didn't expect was that the group of people were members of the largest superhuman organization in China outside of the official authorities, which made her a target of this organization's global hunt.

The process was quite brutal, but she still made a profit in the end. The space was full of supplies, enough for her to have plenty of food and drink in the apocalypse.

It was this battle that made her an overnight sensation, with a global manhunt order issued against her. The combination of the apocalypse and battle royale makes the event incredibly significant.

The life of being hunted for years is indeed exciting, but it also makes people tired and bored.

"The ancient times were great," Meng Fuqing thought leisurely. "At least we could live a peaceful life then."