My Monster Fuses Everything

Chapter 4: 4 Survivor

The Angel Envoy's corpse squeezed in, blocking the entryway, its tall figure completely shielding Su Han.

The man lying on the ground cried out in pain, yet he endured the pain and shouted, "Meiyu, run!"

There was another woman in the room, holding a knife. Although the man urged her to run, she clenched her teeth and threw the knife with all her strength.

She then went to help the man up, preparing to escape into the room.

"Clang"

The knife was directly knocked away by the Angel Envoy's corpse, which bent down and grabbed the man and woman by the hair, pinning them against the wall.

"Don't kill them."

At Su Han's voice, the nearly desperate man and woman showed shocked expressions. They widened their eyes and hastily said, "You, you're human, no...no, this is your Angel Envoy... Don't kill us, it's a misunderstanding."

The man was somewhat incoherent. Su Han's expression remained calm as he simply said, "Stay cooperative and don't struggle."

He instructed the Angel Envoy to drag them into the living room. After fusing with a considerable amount of metal materials, the Angel Envoy's strength had become much greater than that of the average human. The couple, unarmed and powerless, did not dare to resist.

Su Han shut the front door and then entered the living room.

The living room was devoid of a table, containing only a large sofa against the wall and a few small chairs, opposite of which hung a wall-mounted TV.

The man and woman were thrown onto the sofa by the Angel Envoy, which positioned itself in the middle, while Su Han pulled over a chair to sit opposite them.

He scrutinized the couple, who were curled up on the sofa, their bodies trembling slightly, but their hands were clasped together.

Damned lovebirds.

The man appeared to be in his thirties, had a square, slightly plump face, sparse hair, and wore glasses.

The woman looked decent, with her slightly blond short hair hanging down to her shoulders, dressed in a white tight top and jeans, clean-cut and fairly shapely.

"It was just a misunderstanding earlier. You... you're the young guy from next door, right? We thought you were one of those creatures."

"What's your name, what do you do?"

Su Han cut off the man, suddenly asking.

"Gan Xinglei, computer engineer."

"And you?"

Su Han pointed at the woman, indicating that she should answer the question.

Both she and Gan Xinglei had obtained the Book of Blood Spirit, but only after witnessing the ferocity of a flesh corpse through the crack of the door did they dare not come out.

Without proper weapons, the couple, untrained, would find it difficult to defeat a flesh corpse, and severe injuries without proper treatment could be fatal.

"Meiyu,"

Gan Xinglei tugged at Yan Meiyu's sleeve, bringing her back to reality, not daring to provoke this person.

The innermost door in the apartment had numerous bloodstains, and from what he remembered, Su Han had roommates, but now they were nowhere to be seen.

There was only one truth: this handsome guy had slaughtered his roommates.

My goodness, what a ruthless person.

It wasn't that a roommate turned monster couldn't be killed, but the shift in mentality, the decisiveness in action, instinctively made him feel that Su Han was not to be messed with.

For example, if Yan Meiyu turned into a flesh corpse, he might be able to defeat her, but could he instantly kill her? Absolutely not.

Therefore, Su Han was a ruthless man, adaptable and decisive, just like those tough characters in the workplace, not to be trifled with.

Yan Meiyu understood her boyfriend's intention, she shook her head slightly to indicate she knew the seriousness of the situation.

After moving everything, Su Han didn't continue to trouble the couple.

"I've cleared the seventh floor, but not the others. Best block the door."

Gan Xinglei wanted to speak but hesitated; however, the door's lock was broken.

"Understood, understood. By the way, handsome, what's your name?"

"Su Han"

The pair left Su Han's place, returning to apartment 7705 next door. They closed and secured the door, simultaneously sighing in relief.

"Meiyu, our food might not last two days,"

Gan Xinglei looked distressed, and Yan Meiyu held his hand, comforting him, "It's alright as long as we're fine. And it's not necessarily a bad thing."

Indeed, Su Han's dominance had cost them half of their food.

Unpleasantries aside, both were adults; it simply was a case of 'might makes right', and when outmatched, one had to bow down.

Plus, truthfully speaking, Su Han didn't seem like a bad person.

"Old Gan, do you think we have any particular skills?"