Chapter 152: Wang Ke's Helplessness

Wang Ke’s face was filled with anger, and the thousands of young women surrounding them echoed her by drawing their weapons.

"Wang Ke, give it up. Everyone outside is already my people."

"Besides, do you really think you can kill me? I am a Resilience-type awakened fighter. Who here could possibly scratch me?"

"I have ten Tier 3 fighters under my command. What do you think you can use to fight me?"

Wang Ke finally regained a bit of her composure.

With eleven Tier 3 fighters in total, combined with their faction’s far superior numbers, this battle indeed offered zero chance of victory.

Even if she ordered an all-out assault right now, there was simply no way to succeed in a short amount of time.

And the tens of thousands of people outside, the moment they caught wind of any commotion, would undoubtedly rush right in, ultimately triggering a chaotic free-for-all—an outcome no one wished to see.

Furthermore, the conclusion of this battle had already been sealed.

Could it be that there truly was no way out?

Wang Ke felt close to a breakdown.

Before the apocalypse, relying on her high education and business acumen, she had managed a beauty salon.

Through three years of relentless effort, she made a name for the salon and even opened four branch stores.

That period marked the pinnacle of her life, and she had been preparing to seize the opportunity to secure funding and expand her business further.

Yet, the sudden descent of the apocalypse had brought her to the verge of despair.

That day happened to be Singles' Day, so the entire company was working overtime. Because of a torrential rainstorm, everyone had ended up stranded at the office.

Fortunately, in a beauty company like this, it was packed with young women who were all foodies and had brought plenty of snacks.

Under her centralized management, they had finally managed to pull through those initial few days.

During that time, she had hovered on the brink of collapse several times, but she was no ordinary person; her mental fortitude was far stronger than most.

As soon as those first few days passed, she immediately led the girls outside to scavenge for food.

When the subsequent zombie rain hit, she was also among the very first batch of people to take the initiative and fight back.

In this manner, she alternated between collecting resources and taking in surviving young women, step by step walking all the way to the present day.

Lately, however, her luck seemed to have completely run sour.

First, yesterday she ran into Fang Xia and his group; after being threatened, she had nearly lost her purity.

Then, she spent the entire night tossing and turning with barely any sleep.

And now, she was confronted with this mess. It felt as though the heavens were playing a cruel joke on her, one disaster coming right after another.

Wang Ke genuinely wanted to stop thinking entirely and just risk her life fighting Xie Feng to the death.

Yet even if she was willing, would the sisters behind her truly be willing?

Ordinarily, she could provide them with safety, which was why they were willing to listen to her.

However, if she dragged them along to throw their lives away, how many would actually consent?

Wang Ke didn't want to ponder this question, nor did she dare to.

As her gaze swept over her team members, quite a few of them couldn't bear to meet her eyes and lowered their heads.

Wang Ke understood. The moment Xie Feng revealed his group's strength, many of them had already given up in their hearts.

Eleven Tier 3 fighters—nearly double the number in her own group. This massive disparity had stripped them of their courage to fight.

"Sister Ke, we aren't afraid! At worst, we'll just fight them to the death!"

The one speaking was none other than the young woman who had been sent flying by Bai Xing the day before, and she was also one of the core members of Wang Ke's team.

Before the end of the world, she had been a junior manager in Wang Ke's company, and she had stayed faithfully by Wang Ke's side ever since the apocalypse began.

In her eyes, absolutely no one was allowed to inflict even the slightest harm upon Wang Ke.

Hearing these words, a trace of warmth bloomed in Wang Ke's heart.

After all, there were still people whose hearts remained loyal to her.

Yet, precisely because of these loyal individuals, Wang Ke wished even less to see them follow her to their graves.

So be it.

Wang Ke let out a soft sigh and raised her eyes toward Xie Feng.

"Have you considered it? Are you planning to come home with me now?"

Noticing Wang Ke looking over, Xie Feng wore a frivolous expression, looking entirely as though victory was already in his grasp.

With such an overwhelming gap in strength lying right before them, unless she was truly determined to drag everyone down with her in mutual destruction.

But did she really think Xie Feng had spent the past few days doing nothing at all?

"Little sister, since you're still holding onto false hope, let me shatter it completely."

With that, Xie Feng clapped his hands. Two-thirds of the thousand-plus girls who had originally surrounded them suddenly pivoted the weapons in their hands.

At the same time, they stepped closer to Xie Feng's side.

Although the empty spots they left behind were quickly filled by the young women behind them, maintaining the illusion of an encirclement, Wang Ke knew the game was over.

These thousand people had likely agreed upon this beforehand, meaning a large majority of them had already been subverted and recruited by Xie Feng.

Could she guarantee that the remaining people in the back didn't harbor the same betrayal?

Wang Ke could easily deduce that out of the nearly six thousand young women in her team, at least one or two thousand of them were no longer her subordinates.

That number included quite a few of her platoon leaders.

"Well? Can you make your decision clearly now?"

Xie Feng was brimming with certainty, and the look in his eyes as he stared at Wang Ke no longer carried any pretense, instantly making her feel nauseated.

If she had known earlier, she would have been better off marching right into the adjacent room last night.

Right, the adjacent room.

Wang Ke suddenly remembered something.

A Tier 4 awakened fighter was staying right upstairs. If that person were willing to lend a hand, Xie Feng would never dare to continue this fight.

Wang Ke's eyes grew brighter and brighter, but they quickly dimmed once more.

When it all came down to it, it was because she hadn't forced her way into the neighboring room last night; otherwise, she wouldn't be in such a passive position right now.

But as things stood, under what identity could she possibly ask a stranger to help her?

For all she knew, that person might find Xie Feng even more formidable, and once Wang Ke was captured, they might simply choose to cooperate with Xie Feng instead.

His faction had greater numbers, which would make searching for loved ones much faster anyway.

"Brother Fang, are we going to interfere?"

Upstairs, beside the window.

Fang Xia and Bai Xing were watching the scene unfold below them.

Fang Xia had even pulled out a bag of sunflower seeds and two bottles of soda from his spatial storage, snacking and drinking with Bai Xing as they watched the show.

Seeing that Wang Ke had completely run out of options to resist, Bai Xing finally turned and asked Fang Xia.

As a woman herself—and an exceptional one at that—Bai Xing actually held a fair bit of admiration for Wang Ke.

Besides, the smug expression worn by the leader of that opposing Blood Battle Faction was simply too detestable.

"If you want to intervene, go ahead. But we're only staying here for another two or three days. Once we leave, the ending will still be the same."

Fang Xia spoke while letting out a yawn.

Last night, Bai Xing had been shy and mentioned someone was next door, so Fang Xia had waited all the way until two o'clock before starting the battle.

By the time it ended, it was nearly three in the morning. After sleeping for only four or five hours, he had been woken up, and he was currently dead tired.

"Then should I just kill the faction leader down there?"

It was clear that Bai Xing felt a strong urge to help Wang Ke, likely harboring a favorable impression of someone willing to establish a women-only faction in the apocalypse.

It was just unfortunate that her subordinates weren't up to snuff; after receiving her protection for so long, they betrayed her the moment things got tough.

"Killing him won't solve anything. Once we leave, another one will naturally pop up to take his place."

"There's no helping it. That's simply how the reality is. The male population vastly outnumbers the female population, and once the apocalypse arrived, it resulted in a drastic gap in combat power between the two sides."