Apocalypse: I Can Upgrade Everything

Chapter 148: The Fog Gradually Clears

“Xue Qing is dead. She’s finally dead!”

“Actually, I knew Xue Qing was going to die a long time ago. Perhaps before long, I’ll die too.”

“Me, Xue Qing, Wu Qiang, and many others… we fled to this school together.”

“Compared to others, we were lucky. But also cursed. We have to endure more fear before we die.”

“When we arrived, we saw a huge octopus floating outside. The Eight-Limbed Human Face. It had the faces of old people, children, youths…”

“I only glanced at it once! But it saw us. We ran. Wu Qiang pushed Xue Qing. He pushed her! The octopus impaled her with a tentacle.”

“It’s laughable. Wu Qiang had professed his love for her, but she rejected him because he was too old. I swear he did it on purpose! He killed her because she wouldn’t have him!”

“He is a sinister, despicable man.”

“I am writing this diary to record Wu Qiang’s true face. So that people in the future will know what kind of monster he is.”

The first entry ended there.

Chen Ye and Chu Che exchanged a grim look.

“Wu Qiang…” Chen Ye muttered. “That sounds a lot like Wu Jianshan.”

“Xue Nan has been looking for his sister,” Chu Che said quietly. “Could this Xue Qing be her?”

“Maybe,” Chen Ye replied, his stomach tightening. “Let’s keep reading.”

[October 20, 2030. Weather: Heavy Snow.]

“People keep dying. When we arrived, every classroom was full. Now, many are empty.”

“They say the Anomalies drag people away. I saw a woman… completely snow-white. She had an army of people crawling on all fours. Terrifying.”

[October 21, 2030. Weather: Heavy Snow.]

“Death is everywhere. Every minute, someone disappears.”

“It’s a pity about Xue Qing. She was so beautiful. I heard she has a brother—a big internet celebrity. I wish I had a phone to see what he looks like.”

“If she had lived, I would have treated her so well. Wu Qiang, that idiot! I’ll kill him one day!”

Big internet celebrity brother.

Chen Ye’s heart sank. It was confirmed. Xue Nan’s sister was dead, murdered by the man Xue Nan now called “Uncle.”

[October 23, 2030. Weather: Moderate Snow.]

“I saw Wu Qiang. He’s changed. Thinner. Harder.”

“I found out he went to a top university. He used to be a tech CEO, worth millions. Then his partner stole the company, and he lost everything overnight.”

“Before the end, he was delivering takeout. He failed at that too. Too many bad reviews.”

“He told me he’s grateful for the apocalypse. He says it made everyone equal. Rich or poor, we all have only one life.”

“He gave himself a new name: Wu Jianshan.”

“He said he used to live in a fog, but now he ‘sees the mountain.’ He asked me if I knew about the God-Worshipping Sequence.”

“Damn it, what the hell would I know about that!”

So, Wu Qiang was Wu Jianshan. A failed businessman who found his calling as a cult leader.

“Hey, are you done?” Chen Ye tried to turn the page.

Chu Che slapped his hand away. “Wait. I’m reading.”

Half a minute later, they turned the page.

[October 25, 2030. Weather: Moderate Snow.]

“Holy shit. Wu Jianshan is insane.”

“He brought Xue Qing back!”

“He put her corpse in the classroom next door. He bows to it three times a day. He’s worshiping a dead body like a god!”

[October 26, 2030. Weather: Moderate Snow.]

“My god. Her wounds… they healed. I sneaked in and saw her.”

“Everyone is crazy. And… why does she look more beautiful now than when she was alive?”

[October 27, 2030. Weather: Light Snow.]

“Wu Jianshan started the Death God Church. He brought back supplies. I don’t care about the god, I just want the food.”

“There are only ten of us left. We all joined. Wu Jianshan calls himself the Archbishop.”

“He’s drawing strange symbols on the auditorium floor. He says he’s a Sequence 1: Blind Believer.”

“He chants scriptures in Xue Qing’s room every day. Boss Zhao tried to interrupt him yesterday. Wu Jianshan… beat him to death.”

“Wu Jianshan is terrifying. He killed Boss Zhao like he was a child.”

[October 28, 2030. Weather: Heavy Snow.]

“A miracle happened. Someone was dying of illness. Wu Jianshan gave them a red potion, and they were cured instantly!”

“My god. If this medicine existed before, it would be worth billions.”

[October 29, 2030. Weather: Heavy Snow.]

“I’m going to vomit.”

“I saw it. I saw Wu Jianshan feed Boss Zhao’s flesh to Xue Qing.”

“And then… Xue Qing cried. She cried tears of blood.”

“The color was exactly the same as the red medicine. Exactly the same!”

“I’m not mistaken! The medicine is her tears! And she eats people!”

“Tomorrow is the ritual. I want to escape. But the snow is so deep…”

Chen Ye and Chu Che stopped reading.

The room was silent, save for the whistling wind outside.

The Death God’s Blood Tears… the miraculous cure…

It was produced by feeding human flesh to a reanimated corpse.

And the corpse was Xue Nan’s sister.

“But… the snow is so deep…”