Chapter 407
Chapter 407.
Ashamed, the Creeper used its few remaining leaves to cover its exposed roots. It couldn’t speak yet, but if it could, it would likely be cursing Josie Quinn out with every foul word in existence.
Josie retracted her Greatsword into her spatial storage and attempted to link with the Creeper using her brainwaves. To her surprise, the connection was successful.
A petulant, teenage boy’s voice immediately echoed in her mind. “What? What do you want? Are you human going to use your language to insult me? Let me tell you, I wasn’t even using my full strength just now!”*
Josie replied, “You’re overthinking it. I just want to tell you that we have no interest in Quartz City’s affairs. We only want to pass through.**
*”But you took my food!”* the Creeper snapped, its mental voice full of resentment. *”That woman-I’ve been raising her as food for a long time!**
Josie tilted her chin up arrogantly. *”And? What of it?”*
*You… you’re unreasonable!”* The Creeper trembled with rage.
“Winners are kings. The loser has no right to make demands.” As the words left Josie’s mouth, she raised her hands slightly. Behind her, the Bladestorm Array instantly snapped into formation.
This time, the array was magnificent and imposing. Dense clusters of tiny golden swords and silver knives radiated a bone-chilling killing intent. The threat was unmistakable.
with
anger, instantly calmed down.
As soon as Josie revealed this lethal move, the Creeper, which had been shaking **Look at you! I was just talking-why are you getting so angry? Women really are the most unpredictable species in the world,” the Creeper said, its mental tone suddenly pleasant and accommodating. *”I didn’t say anything else, did I? I was just complaining. You beat me into this state; can’t I at least grumble a little?”*
The Bladestorm Array behind Josie vanished in an instant. The Creeper visibly relaxed.
*”Fine, fine, fine. I admit you’re strong, alright?” the Creeper said dejectedly. “You can pass.”
Josie nodded. “It won’t be long before other people pass through this city. If you encounter a woman who looks somewhat like me, you have my permission to beat her as much as you want.”
*”Why?” the Creeper asked. “Do you have a grudge against her?”
“Something like that.” Josie pulled a pile of Undead corpses from her space and tossed them to the Creeper. “This is your payment.”
The Creeper wasn’t polite at all. It lunged forward immediately, its roots sinking deep into the Undead remains. Moments later, countless fresh, green leaves sprouted across its vines. It finally looked like less of an eyesore.
**Deal!”* the Creeper’s excited voice rang in Josie’s mind. “”I take back what I said earlier-you’re a good woman!TM*
“Hahahaha!” Josie let out a loud laugh. “Remember: stop them for me. Stop them ruthlessly!”
**Got it!”*
Josie turned and walked away.
Why should June Quinn and Cyrus Finch be the only ones allowed to plot against her? She could play that game too. She wanted them to taste what it felt like to be the ones getting played!
By now,
the base back home should have detected the seismic waves. If they had any brains at all, they would guess why she had left Fort City in such a hurry. If they weren’t stupid, they would know that following her tracks was the most convenient and safest route.
So, if they decided to evacuate, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance they would take this exact path. And why would they be so certain about this route? Simple: this was the only path where the Undead and Mutants had already been cleared. One comparison was all it would take to see the advantage.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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