After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: A Few Live Targets

In a low-lying ravine, a group of people were surrounded by a pack of mutated wolves.

Perhaps knowing that humans could use Superpowers, the mutated wolves held their ground, not daring to advance recklessly.

"We finally managed to shake off that little bastard, only to run into this crap!"

A bearded man in the center of the group cursed, his expression dark.

"Looks like this is the end for us. If I’d known, I never would have taken this job."

A Fire Element Superpower User beside him said.

Two flames flickered in his hands, as if he hoped to scare the mutated wolves away with his Superpower Fire.

However, the famished pack of mutated wolves had no intention of backing down.

A wolf lunged toward the group!

Just then, a huge Fireball shot out from deep in the woods, slamming into the mutated wolf and sending it flying several meters!

Flames flared, and soon the mutated wolf was burned to a charred husk.

"Someone’s here to save us?!"

The group looked on, their faces filled with delighted surprise.

A man and a woman emerged from the depths of the woods.

The pack of mutated wolves let out several howls, then shifted their target to the two newcomers.

"Perfect! Let’s run."

The bearded man was ecstatic and immediately led his group in a slow retreat.

Watching the men flee the scene, Nina Jacobs merely spared a glance in the direction they ran.

She had no interest in them. There were over twenty mutated wolves before her.

’That’s quite a lot. It’s better that they ran.’

Meanwhile, Wayne Warner had already charged the pack of mutated wolves.

In just over ten minutes, the entire pack of mutated wolves was dead.

Nina Jacobs collected the salvageable mutated wolf carcasses into her storage slot.

"Some ready-made live targets. Not bad. Let’s go."

Receiving the information from her Little Zombie Rat, Nina Jacobs led Wayne Warner toward their next destination.

The bearded man and his group felt like they were cursed.

They had just escaped the pack of mutated wolves, only to run into a sounder of mutated wild boars.

"I’ve heard that mutated boars are even more ferocious than mutated wolves. How did we get so unlucky today?"

A companion beside him couldn’t help but comment.

"How should I know? And there are so many of them. Looks like we’re dead for sure this time."

The Fire Element Superpower User, Cyril Vance, replied, his voice on the verge of tears.

"Damn it, why couldn’t they have all shown up at once? It would’ve been great if we could’ve led them to that pair," the bearded man said.

"They must have been eaten by now."

Cyril Vance could already picture the man and woman being surrounded and devoured.

"They’re charging!" someone shouted.

The bearded man immediately conjured an Earth wall in a futile attempt to block the massive mutated boar’s attack.

But the Earth wall was instantly shattered!

ROAR!

The mutated boar’s front hooves stomped down on the closest person, Cyril Vance, and it bared its tusks.

"AHH!! HELP ME!!"

Cyril Vance screamed.

But not one of his companions behind him dared to move.

Just then, a figure rushed in from the side, a man delivering a powerful, long-legged kick!

BANG!

The massive mutated boar was actually kicked high into the air?!

Before the mutated boar could even hit the ground, Wayne Warner smashed it into the dirt with a single punch!

A deep crater instantly formed in the ground.

"Such incredible strength!"

The bearded man and his group stared in shock at this unknown man.

What shocked them even more was seeing the woman from before strolling casually out from the same direction.

’They’re not dead?!’

The group immediately understood.

These two were clearly powerhouses.

"Please, save us! We’ll do anything you say," the bearded man shouted desperately.

However, the Strength Element Superpower User had no intention of acknowledging him. Instead, he turned and charged into the sounder of mutated boars!

"Is he crazy?"

Cyril Vance was still slumped on the ground.

He was charging into the herd of boars all by himself, wearing nothing but a pair of gauntlets on his hands, without even a proper weapon.

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