Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Chapter 388 - 337: This Person Looks So Fierce

"Brother Su, what should we do now? Do we need to probe further?"

Wu Lue slightly adjusted the remote control, and the UAV moved steadily in the air.

"Bring it back, there’s no need to have a conflict with a lone wolf."

Zhang Su patted Wu Lue’s shoulder, never considering the idea of ambushing lonely survivors like Liu Shijie from the Mountain and Sea District to seize their resources.

"Got it!"

Wu Lue maneuvered the UAV to make a stylish turn, then pressed the return button, setting the UAV on automatic navigation to fly back.

However, just as the UAV turned back, the person emerged from behind the tree, quickly chasing in the direction of the UAV’s flight.

"What the heck?"

Without waiting for Zhang Su’s instruction, Wu Lue immediately disengaged the autopilot, stopping the UAV, and then asked, "Brother Su, he’s chasing us!"

"Seems he has no intentions of attacking, let’s see what he’s up to!"

Zhang Su rubbed his somewhat frostbitten chin and shrunk his neck; indeed, minus twenty degrees is not suitable for prolonged outdoor exposure.

The UAV hovered about ten meters above the ground, silently waiting for the mysterious person to approach, while Wu Lue was ready to fly away if the opponent attempted to throw stones or shoot to damage the UAV.

But these worries didn’t occur. The mysterious person waved at the UAV’s camera, then turned around to scratch a large "S" into the ground with his toe. As he started on the second letter, Wu Lue spoke.

"SOS, Brother Su, he’s asking for help!"

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Lue finished speaking, the person completed the "O" and moved on to the third letter, unsurprisingly an "S".

"Help?"

Zhang Su slightly frowned, curiously looking at the tightly wrapped mysterious person, muttering, "This guy looks like a woman, but she’s a lone wolf, what does she need help with... bring her over and ask her!"

Currently, Celestial Horse Island is in a phase of development and expansion; attracting useful survivors from outside can be beneficial for the camp’s growth. Zhang Su was willing to make contact with them, as long as there was no danger.

"A woman? I didn’t see that..."

Wu Lue muttered as he slowly controlled the UAV to fly back. As an experienced observer, he was slightly embarrassed not recognizing the mysterious person as a woman.

"I wouldn’t have thought so either if Brother Su hadn’t said it. Now that I look closely, she indeed looks like a woman, but she seems to have intentionally disguised this, deliberately making her movements more neutral."

Chen Hanzhou analyzed the screen seriously.

"Exactly." Zhang Su nodded and continued, "Luezi, speed up a bit, I saw her running pretty fast just now."

"No problem, this UAV control is incredibly smooth!"

Wu Lue slightly pulled the joystick back, increasing the speed steadily, and praised the precise linear control handling!

"You all hide in the car as a precaution, I’ll go talk to her."

Zhang Su’s gesture indicated only he and Wu Lue would be left behind.

The others had no objections and quickly settled into the FJ Cruiser with low-light car film.

Originally, the UAV could directly fly back from the fertilizer plant, but because the mysterious person couldn’t directly cross the polluted factory area, she took a detour using the main road, making it a bit farther. Yet overall, it didn’t take much time.

Four minutes later, the mysterious person reached a spot not far away, standing about twenty meters from the car without getting closer. It’s unclear whether it’s due to strong vigilance or maintaining polite social distance.

Buzzing...

The UAV gently landed, and Wu Lue, treating it like a treasure, put it away without extra attention to the mysterious person.

Zhang Su kept his focus on her. Judging by the collar, she seemed to be wearing at least three different coats, with more layers underneath, looking bulky and messy. Normally, finding clothes isn’t hard these days; it’s unclear why she’s dressed this way.

A scarf wrapped her entire face, exposing only a pair of eyes. Through the screen earlier, it was impossible to see clearly, but now facing her directly, with sharp eyesight, he could easily tell she was a woman. Yet her eyes were tough and clear, a gaze he’d never seen in any woman at the camp.

She wore gloves and held a modified thin steel rod in her hand, slimmer than the type he had given to Su Xiaoya earlier, prone to bending with a flick. It seemed impractical, but she meticulously formed the grip section into a loop, giving a refined yet simplistic feel...

"Hey, what’s your situation, why ask for help?"

Though Zhang Su hadn’t spotted any firearms, he didn’t dare approach rashly.

However, as Zhang Su awaited her response, a dramatic moment occurred as she skillfully secured the rod at her waist’s special loop, then retrieved a notebook and pen from a chest pouch and began writing swiftly.

"Geez... Brother Su, could she be mute?"

Wu Lue paused midway through packing, with a weird expression as he leaned towards Zhang Su’s ear.

Zhang Su shook his head uncertainly, signaling to keep observing.

About half a minute later, the mysterious woman gestured with the notebook towards Zhang Su, indicating she had finished writing, inviting him to take a look.

"Hand it over!"

Zhang Su understood her intention and gestured to toss it over as he spoke.

Perhaps believing that asking for help warrants genuine sincerity or for some reason, with both hands holding the notebook, she approached about two meters from Zhang Su and bent down to extend her arm, handing it over respectfully.

Zhang Su frowned slightly; there was an odd vibe emanating from her inside and out. He took the notebook from her, slowly shifting his gaze to the paper, lips twitching involuntarily.

There’s only four characters, with two of them being pinyin?

What kind of cultural level does this person have!

Companion shou shang.

"You have companions?"

What first surprised Zhang Su wasn’t the pinyin, but the Chinese characters.

In his view, the mysterious woman’s attire seemed like a vagrant’s, with all belongings carried on her.

The mysterious woman clearly understood him and nodded immediately.

Zhang Su looked up at her, saying, "Take off the scarf first."

This request wasn’t meant to assess her looks but due to discomfort in communicating by only looking into her eyes; he needed to see facial cues for better judgment.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered her head momentarily before beginning to remove the scarf.

Soon, a not-bad-looking face appeared before Zhang Su and Wu Lue; especially the eyebrows differed from typical women’s, carrying a strong heroic aura that felt imposingly aggressive. The sharply defined nose bridge and lip lines added a touch of severity.

"Whoa, what a fierce woman."

From the FJ Cruiser, Wang Xin expressed surprise, muttering, "She kinda looks like Ishijima Oren!"

Others in the vehicle nodded in agreement with Wang Xin’s previous sentiment, although they didn’t know who Ishijima Oren was...

"She seems quite dangerous; I think we need to be cautious."

Chen Hanzhou shared his thoughts while discreetly setting up a rifle on his mechanical prosthetic arm.

Unexpectedly, even Wu Lue, having theoretically been with countless women, felt his lips twitch when seeing her true face, instinctively averting his gaze with a faint fear, as if facing a snake ready to strike.

Even Zhang Su’s casual demeanor shifted to intensity, solely due to the strong sense of hostility from her, forcing him to elevate his own presence!

If she shed the chaotic attire and donned a custom-made costume, she’d appear just like an ancient swordsman...

As for her age, given the peculiar environment in recent months, her skin seemed altered, making an accurate guess challenging; saying thirty wouldn’t be an exaggeration, twenty-five was possible, and if she aged more quickly, she might be even younger.