Ripe Fruit

After successfully retreating, Cang Qinglong and the others gathered in a small room.

Big Fatty Zhang scratched his head helplessly. "Is there any other way?"

"There's nothing we can do. Our weapons aren't powerful enough to break through the defense of the mutant plants," Cheng Jun replied. If He Linbing was here, there would definitely be no problem with their weapons.

However, He Linbing still did not know if she was awake. Even if she was awake, he would not let her follow him. It was dangerous for low-level ability users to follow, let alone an ordinary person like her.

In the apocalypse, mutant plants that were not very aggressive usually had very high defense. It was normal for them to not be able to fire at zombies or other special ability users.

The main mistake this time was the deviation of the information. Humans did not know that this kind of ability medicine plant was actually the same as other mutant plants before it matured.

In the past, people usually encountered mature plants. Under normal circumstances, they would wait for the mutant plants to mature before plucking them. This was the first time someone who wanted to destroy them before they matured had appeared.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet and tense.

"It's okay. We still have a chance to wait for it to mature. It's the same. Moreover, it's not like we didn't gain anything this time, right? At least we obtained new information about the mutant plant." Ling Xuanwei saw that everyone was a little silent and couldn't help but comfort them.

"That's right. It's just that the Prism Fruit hasn't matured yet. Our weapons aren't very useful to it. It will still have the same effect after it matures."

Lu Linyan added.

"Now, let's find a new position and wait for it to mature before making a move."

"Sure." Cheng Jun agreed.

It had already been a while. Even though the Zombie King was still very vigilant, it was not much more relaxed than before. After all, its main focus was still on the Prism Fruit.

Otherwise, why would it still be guarding under the Prism Fruit when there was a commotion?

"Yes, it's still the same as before, but we're on standby now. We'll start moving after the Prism Fruit ripens," Lu Linyan said. Then, he turned to face Ling Xuanwei. "Xiao Wei, I'll have to trouble you to make another trip."

"No problem!"

It was just another trip. If she could stop the zombies, it would be worth it even if she had to make another twenty trips.

Everyone immediately got back to work. Since they did not know when the Prism Fruit would ripen, it was naturally better to prepare as soon as possible.

"Zhang Qianjun, we're ready," Big Fatty Zhang said through the earpiece.

"Perfect. Ready."

"Cheng Jun, ready."

"Lu Linyan, ready."

Voices sounded one after another in the channel. Ling Xuanwei was still running between the stairs. She had just discovered a better position.

A side window was also on the fifth floor. It was easy to attack and easy to retreat.

"Ling Xuanwei, ready." Finally, Ling Xuanwei arrived at her position and made preparations. The muzzle of the cannon was once again aimed at the jade-green Prism Fruit.

She activated her psychic power and locked onto it.

Everything was ready. All that was left was for the fruit to ripen.

When she locked onto the Prism Fruit, Ling Xuanwei suddenly realized that the top of the Prism Fruit was starting to turn a little red.

At first, she thought that she had seen wrongly. She locked onto it again and confirmed that it had indeed begun to turn red. The redness of the Prism Fruit undoubtedly meant that it was maturing.

"Attention, the Prism Fruit has already begun to ripen." Ling Xuanwei transmitted the news nervously.

Four people's voices came from the earpiece. "Roger!"

—-

Beep—

[System notification: Manager, please take note that the mission item you accepted, the Prism Fruit, has begun to ripen. The estimated ripening time is one minute. Please take note of the time.]

Why did the last sentence sound like an exam? Wait, didn't it take some time for the fruit to ripen?

Wasn't it three o'clock previously? Isn't it only 2:20 now?!

Why was it maturing in advance?

The system misled me!

"We might have to hurry up." Yun You turned around and said to Han Qichuan. An obvious anxiety appeared on her face.

She pulled him and sped up. However, Han Qichuan stopped. Even Yun You stopped because she couldn't pull him.

"What's wrong?" Yun You asked anxiously. What was going on? Why did he drop the ball now?

"Is it very urgent?" Han Qichuan asked.

She didn't understand why he asked this, but Yun You quickly nodded and continued to pull Han Qichuan forward.

Big Brother! I'm really in a hurry, so can you hurry up!!

Han Qichuan looked at Yun You with a deep gaze. "I'm sorry."

Yun You was confused.

After that, Yun You cried out in surprise as her legs were forced off the ground. Her entire body was held in Han Qichuan's arms.

Yun You's reaction was half a beat slower. She hugged Big Orange and lay in the arms of Han Qichuan with a dazed expression. Then, the wind hit her face. Only then did Yun You come back to her senses. The surrounding scenery was quickly retreating.

Yun You immediately realized that Han Qichuan was simply running faster with her. Even if he was carrying someone, Han Qichuan was much faster than her.

However, this was Yun You's first time being carried like princess. This was the first time she was carried by a princess of the opposite sex. Yun You felt a little embarrassed. She was still at a loss. She could only obediently hug Big Orange and not dare to move, afraid that she would fall down if she moved. She didn't know where her gaze stopped, so she could only look straight ahead.

Yun You's body temperature was warm, and Han Qichuan looked quite strong, but for some reason, his body temperature was cold.

Han Qichuan hugged Yun You. He felt like he was hugging a warm little ball of light. It was very warm.

Because the two of them were relatively close, Han Qichuan could clearly smell the faint fragrance on Yun You's body. It was quiet and elegant, as if it was different from the apocalypse.

He couldn't help but want to get closer. The two of them were clearly very close now, but the closer Han Qichuan got, the clearer he felt that Yun You was very far away. That kind of feeling was so far away that he couldn't even see her, let alone touch her. He subconsciously tightened his arms.

When he realized what he had done, his ears were a little red, but he did not let go.

Until Yun You cried out in pain.

"I'm sorry." A low and deep voice sounded. Han Qichuan loosened his grip and felt that it was a little looser. He tightened it again. In the end, he felt that something was amiss and added, "I was afraid that you would fall."

Yun You: "…"

Although she was also afraid of falling, she felt that there was no need to hug her so tightly and give her some space to breathe?!

However, Yun You didn't think too much about it. After all, Han Qichuan's face was serious and didn't look like he was lying.

Yun You roughly calculated that it would take about three minutes.

Hopefully, she could still make it in time. If she missed out on Han Qichuan recovering his memory, she didn't know how long she would have to wait. There was still a series of functions in her shop waiting for her start mission to be activated.

—-

The Prism Fruit turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its plant body also withered rapidly. In fact, Yun You's system had not predicted the time wrongly before. It was just that because the Prism Fruit plant had been blasted, it was still affected.

The plant was not enough to last until the normal ripening of the Prism Fruit, so the Prism Fruit chose to ripen in advance. The medicinal properties of the Prism Fruit that ripened in advance would more or less be a little worse than a completely normal ripening. Fortunately, the time in advance was not too long, and the impact was very small, almost negligible.

Everyone noticed that the Prism Fruit had turned red. Everyone's attention was focused on the Prism Fruit.

Ling Xuanwei stared at the Prism Fruit and counted in her heart.

There was a ten-second countdown.

Ten, nine, … three, two, one.