363 The Imprisoned Witch
Wang Ran slept all the way until dawn.
After a full night’s of sleep, he felt much better.
As soon as Wang Ran walked out of the tent, a few fishermen surrounded him.
“Sir, please, have some breakfast.
“It’s all freshly grilled fish and prawns.”
The fishermen greeted him enthusiastically.
Wang Ran nodded and followed them to have a simple breakfast.
Everything in the camp was as usual, and there was no chaos despite the change in leadership.
From the looks of it, everyone was a veteran survivor and knew what was most beneficial to them.
After breakfast, they saw Wang Ran off at the entrance of the camp.
“Big Brother, please save my sister!
“If you manage to save her, we’ll be willing to do anything for you!” Genta said very sincerely.
“There’s no need for anything so dramatic.
“Just give me another orange later.”
Wang Ran smiled, waved his hand, and took a leisurely walk.
According to Genta’s route, Wang Ran only needed to follow the road and reach the foothills of the shrine.
Wang Ran found himself a Mitsubishi Pajero and embarked on the journey.
Along the way, Wang Ran played a CD and listening to old songs from the 1980s. He was in a very good mood as he looked at the paddy fields along the way.
Vacations made sense to him now. It was indeed refreshing to relax after a period of stress.
After a few hours of driving, Wang Ran finally arrived at the foothill.
He couldn’t drive on the road up the mountain, so Wang Ran had to abandon the car and walk.
Wang Ran slowly walked towards the top of the mountain…
In the main hall of the shrine, a girl in white and red was sitting in the middle of the hall.
The girl’s beautiful face revealed a faint trace of sadness.
She seemed to be deeply troubled.
Not far away, a few clergymen in protective suits and gas masks placed a few plates of food at the entrance of the hall.
They looked very cautious and didn’t dare to get too close.
“Guys… Can you let me go?”
Her cherry-like lips and the girl begged.
The few clergymen ignored the girl’s words. They put down the plates and quickly left.
The door of the hall was closed, and the hall was once again dark.
The girl sighed and went forward to take the plate.
There were fruits, roasted chicken legs, and some vegetables on the plate.
In the apocalypse, the food was considered exquisite.
However, the girl did not seem to have much of an appetite.
If one was trapped and forced to eat the same thing every day, how could one be happy?
After a few bites, the girl returned to the center of the hall.
Not long after, the door of the hall opened, and a few more fully armed clergymen appeared.
After they sprayed a large amount of disinfectant, they took back the girl’s leftovers.
Not long after, an old man appeared at the entrance of the hall.
Although he was not wearing protective clothing, he still had a gas mask on.
Judging from the respectful attitude of the few clergymen beside him, this old man held a position of leadership.
“Lord Yagyu!
“How long are you going to keep me here?” the girl shouted towards the door.
“Yuya, you should know better.
“If I let you out, how many people would you hurt?
“You should just stay here obediently.”
The old man closed the door and left.
The young girl, Yuya, stomped her feet.
It looked like she was not going to talk her way to freedom.
“I’m so bored…
“I need to go out for some fresh air.”
Yuya ran to the back of a pillar in the hall.
There was a slightly upraised tile.
Yuya took out a chicken leg bone from her clothes and placed it in the gap. She stepped on it!
The chicken leg bone broke into two.
Yuya took the sharp chicken bone and started to pry the tile open.
From the marks on the tile, she had worked on this for a long time.
Not long after, with a soft thud, she got through!
Yuya almost shouted out in joy.
“I’m just going out for some fresh air. I’ll be back in a while.
“I promise I won’t come into contact with anyone!” Yuya muttered softly.
After she mentally prepared herself, Yuya lifted the tile and climbed down the hole.
There was a flight of stairs below the floor, and Yuya carefully crawled on the ground.
Her destination was the back of the hall. If she climbed out from there, she would reach the stream in the back of the mountain.
The air there was fresh and sparsely populated, so it was the best place to get some fresh air.
Yuya moved very slowly through the ground, afraid of making too much noise.
Just as Yuya was about to crawl out from the back of the hall, footsteps were suddenly heard from not far away.
Yuya immediately prostrated herself on the ground and stopped moving.
The two of them walked to the back of the hall and stopped near Yuya.
“The witch has requested to go out for a walk many times these days…
“I’m afraid we won’t be able to hold her for long,” a low voice said.
“Just a little longer.
“The Lord is about to advance to the Zombie Monarch realm.
“As long as he successfully advances, we can offer the witch to him.
“At that time, we will be able to obtain his vision of the future,” a hoarse voice said softly.
Yuya shuddered!
This voice… It was Lord Yagyu!
Were they discussing who they were going to give her to?
Yuya immediately covered her mouth, afraid to make a sound.
“Master Yagyu, what if the witch resists?
“After all, he’s an old man and a zombie…”
The deep voice sounded conflicted.
“It’s fine. Witches are naïve by nature. We just need to tell her that she’s going to participate in the ceremony of the gods.
“When the time comes, that Lord will personally take action. She won’t be able to resist him.”
Yagyu smiled.
“That’s true…
“Her virus is terrifying. No one can withstand it.
“I guess only a Zombie Monarch can withstand its effects.
“She’s young and beautiful. If the Lord takes her in…
“Well, if he’s happy, we might get rewarded well!”
The low voice laughed.
“Alright, keep a close eye on her for the next few days. Don’t let anything happen.
“From today on, put some sleeping pills in the food and try to keep her docile.
“I think that the Lord will advance to the Zombie Monarch level in two days.”
Yagyu reminded.
“Don’t worry, I’ll see to it!
“Sigh, why do you think that the Lord is so fixated on the timing? Why does he have to wait until the ceremony to make a move?
“Can’t he take the witch soone?
“It’s very stressful to keep her locked up every day…”
The man sighed.