My Monster Fuses Everything

Su Han no longer continued to experiment, and this action instead heightened the fear in He Fang and the others.

He Fang had long lost his initial air of arrogance, as he realized that compared to Su Han, he was far too weak.

Not only in terms of strength but in their approach to the apocalypse.

Although everyone was just an ordinary person before the apocalypse, Su Han was able to kill the mutants one by one with such composure, using them as test subjects.

Six people knelt in front of Su Han, Wu Guang and Chen Jun had already come to their senses, but their faces were pale, and their mental states had declined to an extreme, even somewhat dazed, as if they had been on a wild trip with ice.

The price of the Angel Envoy's death was a mental shock, and recovery clearly wasn't something that could be achieved in a day or two.

"Su Han, they now..."

Yan Meiyu glanced at He Fang and the others, the experiment was already over, two of the six Angel Envoys had died, and the rest were almost completely ruined.

"Take them downstairs..."

Before he could finish speaking, sudden urgent footsteps came from the staircase, and Su Han and the others immediately turned to look, the Angel Envoys by their side were already prepared.

With a loud bang, the safety door to the staircase was directly knocked open.

"He Fang, what the hell are you guys doing!"

The person who rushed in started questioning loudly, but he stopped abruptly when he saw the scene before him.

He Fang and his group were kneeling pitifully in front of Su Han and the others, looking more than just miserable.

"Wuu wuu wuu"

Seeing Cheng Zhenyong's security team, He Fang and the others became agitated, struggling and sobbing.

With Cheng Zhenyong here, they had hope of being saved.

Su Han looked at the newcomers and suddenly laughed, the entire security team, led by Cheng Zhenyong with Zhang Fu and four other guards, had arrived, but one person was unexpectedly there, Guo Gang.

"Su Han, Guo Gang said he saw He Fang take weapons and quietly follow you upstairs, and told me to come to your rescue, but this... what happened here?"

Cheng Zhenyong's mind was confused, unable to figure out what had happened, and his expression was also quite serious.

Although he didn't know what had happened, the current situation was clearly a fierce conflict between the two groups.

Su Han looked at Guo Gang, a bit surprised, and he sorted out the cause and effect of the events.

Guo Gang had noticed their initial ambush, and then detected He Fang and his group's arrival, suspecting something was wrong, and thus the current scene of calling for reinforcements ensued.

"Guo Gang, thank you for this."

Su Han sincerely expressed his thanks, making Guo Gang show an embarrassed smile: "It's good as long as you are okay."

Guo Gang was a man who repaid kindness, as Su Han had helped him with the Contract, and naturally, he didn't want him to be in danger.

But Cheng Zhenyong was somewhat eager to know what had happened, asking, "Did you guys have a conflict?"

"It's not a conflict,"

Su Han shook his head and smiled calmly: "They were looking for death, and I took care of it, don't worry."

Cheng Zhenyong's expression changed, Su Han's indifferent tone made him sense trouble, as he had already seen the Angel Envoys lying on the ground, twisted like mounds of flesh with probably broken bones.

Su Han must have been the one to act, and now it seemed he wasn't done handling it, which meant that next he might deal with...

"Don't be impulsive," Cheng Zhenyong said gravely, "Even if the conflict is significant, we can't take it out on people. We all can kill mutants, the officials in South City certainly can, and if order is restored and they start settling scores later..."

"Captain Cheng, I've said I'll take care of it."

Cheng Zhenyong's concerns were not only because of his integrity, but he had also encountered the fact that mere mutants like the Rot Skin Rat weren't enough to completely destroy human order. If there was a day of recovery, taking lives might turn into a target.

However, Su Han just laughed.

He saw things more clearly; the mutants couldn't destroy all order, but the Fluctuation could, and if there were more creatures like that, there would be no order to speak of.

Everything relied on strength alone.

Su Han simply said, "Give him the recording, this isn't just a conflict, it's murder, Captain Cheng."

Cheng Zhenyong's expression changed at the mention of the word "murder," and Yan Meiyu had already thrown the recording pen to him.

The recording pen stopped at the last segment where everyone had listened to He Fang's schemes, and as soon as it was played, He Fang's voice came through.

From gathering information to planning the move, the most crucial moment was when speaking with Zhu Xiong, that insidious, cruel sentence: "Burn him to death with gasoline!"

Once these words were spoken, Cheng Zhenyong and his group's complexions had turned completely ashen, their anger no longer containable, "Ptui, I was just talking to you, damn blinded me."

A gob of spit landed on He Fang's face, initially thinking it was just a palace coup sort of conflict, where if they could avoid killing, they would, everyone should preserve their fighting strength first, survival was the most important.

But never had he imagined that He Fang would be such a creature, murdering and plundering, burning people with gasoline, could a normal person in modern society think of this, let alone do it?

For the first time, Cheng Zhenyong felt a fear stemming from his heart, the change in people's hearts during the apocalypse was so terrifying.

For people to turn into demons, it was so simple, they didn't even need the slightest provocation.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

These words were for Su Han, filled with guilt.

"Don't worry about it," Su Han replied, then looked at his Four-armed Corpse, saying, "Send them downstairs, the fastest way."

The Four-armed Corpse was his Angel Envoy, immediately comprehending the order, taking large strides towards He Fang and his people who were already slumped on the ground.

Death was closing in on them, they didn't even have the energy to struggle.

Sharp metal claws sliced across their necks, deep gashes began to appear one by one on their throats, blood spurting out like fountains.

He Fang and the others' eyes bulged, their bodies trembling, like fish gasping for air, gradually losing any sign of life.

The Four-armed Corpse grabbed their still warm bodies, then marched into a room, approaching the edge of the balcony.

In full view of everyone, the Four-armed Corpse tossed He Fang and the others one by one down from the building, falling seven floors to the ground, even if they weren't dead before, they would certainly become a pile of flesh.

Su Han calmly watched this scene unfold, this was the first time he had killed someone, surprisingly, he didn't feel fear or unease.

'So adapting to the apocalypse is this simple.' He mocked himself internally, then looked to Cheng Zhenyong, saying, "Captain Cheng, the problem is solved, we'll be heading back now."

Cheng Zhenyong had a complex expression, it took him a while to say, "He Fang took a bunch of people and ran off on his own."

Su Han nodded, whatever the aftermath of this incident would be, it was fine for Cheng Zhenyong to handle it in such a way, after all, it was just to pacify everyone.

But, he didn't think anyone would care much about it now.

Su Han led the three people into the stairwell, vanishing from Cheng Zhenyong and the others' sight.

"Captain Cheng," Zhang Fu's voice rose, sighing, "Let's seal the security door on the seventh floor, that's the only thing we can do about this matter."

Once the seventh floor's security door was sealed, one could only go to the eighth floor through the sixth, and even if someone became curious, they wouldn't discover anything there, this was already the best solution.

"Are we really going to say He Fang ran away on his own? What if people don't believe it?"

A young lad from the security team asked hesitantly.

The excuse that someone quietly ran away on their own truly sounded a bit clumsy, no one would really believe it, at least he wouldn't.

"Xiao Zhao, in times like these, who still cares about life or death?"

Zhang Fu glanced at the security door, his voice somewhat low, "Sooner or later we will have to adapt to these things, Su Han and the others have adapted earlier..."

The older you get, the more things you see, and in past chaos, it was pretty much the same.

"Zhang Fu, stop talking."

Cheng Zhenyong shook his head, then said, "Let's seal the door first."

The security team got busy dealing with the aftermath on the seventh floor, while Su Han and his companions walked down the stairwell to the third floor. Su Han paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Do Lin Hong and the others live on the third floor?"

Yan Meiyu and the others were taken aback, their eyes shifted slightly as if they had thought of something.

"Yes."

"Meiyu, let your Rot Skin Rat take action," Su Han's voice was without fluctuation, as if he was discussing something mundane.

"They were also a part of this."

Yan Meiyu silently nodded and answered, "I know, in a moment I'll..."

"No need to do it in their room, leave it where He Fang was. If they come, then send them off to join the rest together."