Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

The system allows book travelers absolute freedom. Is it possible that they are unable to control the changes in this world?

Jiang Ye thought so as he looked at the system white cat that was looking around curiously.

……

During the break, batches of supplies were transported up from the underground, and the number of people exchanging supplies did not decrease.

Most of them were panicked because of the city-wide search last night, but some knew that the search was caused by the robbery of supermarkets in the city, so they robbed more actively.

Jiang Ye also heard two staff members whispering about the theft in the central city yesterday afternoon.

Because the items stolen were food and medicine, the authorities are preparing to impose stricter control over the exchange of supplies and to reinforce the supply vehicles.

"It's so annoying. There are so many things to do at each level." One of the blond young men frowned tightly. "The supply truck is so heavy. Even if we reinforce it and let the mutant elephants pull it, it won't be able to do it!"

The middle-aged man next to him slapped his arm in horror: "Are you trying to kill yourself? How dare you say that!"

"I just said it casually, no one heard it."

"The mouth can cause trouble!" The middle-aged man looked at the yellow-haired man with a warning, and the latter shrugged disapprovingly.

But Jiang Ye, who was more than 200 meters away, nodded in agreement.

Once a secret is exposed, it will always be blown to the ears of those who are interested, like her.

"Host, have you discovered anything?"

The white cat now has an inexplicable trust in Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye looked down at it. "You said, the laboratory and the refugee camp are so far apart, how did they secretly let so many people be used as experimental subjects in the novel?"

There has to be a way to hide it from people, right?

What if this material delivery line across Dongxing City carries more than just materials every day?

Jiang Ye's perception passed over the stunned white cat, the worried crowd queuing, and the piled up supplies, and went straight into the ground.

The old subway has been discontinued and is now illuminated by kerosene lamps fixed to the wall.

The subway passage was restructured to have four routes, two of which go east and the other two lead to the central city.

There were supply trucks traveling on every road, with cargo boxes stuck on a base with rollers and pulled by four people.

The tall cargo box is almost level with the top of the passage.

Jiang Ye randomly selected a cargo box and extended her perception inside, but the moment she touched the cargo box, her brain was struck by lightning!

“Ugh——” Jiang Ye groaned and covered his head.

Her perception seemed to be shattered, her vision went dark, and her blood boiled.

There were sirens and hurried footsteps coming from underground, and someone was yelling, "Superpower intrusion detected! Stay alert!"

"Host!" The system was startled.

"There's a problem with the supply truck, let's get out of here!" Jiang Ye leaned his head against the ground and could only say this sentence temporarily.

She spoke quickly but chose the direction decisively and left the place before the person fell.

The white cat was about to catch up, but was stuck when he discovered that the place where Jiang Ye teleported was in the supply truck underground.

Oh my goodness! Why is this ancestor still rushing in?

A bunch of fireworks burst out in the sky, and a large number of inter-city troops, armed with weapons and wearing protective clothing, surrounded them from all directions.

The system's CPU is about to burn out!

"Don't move!" an intercity soldier with a mutated voice shouted sternly, the huge and deep voice shook people's ears, "Everyone raise your hands!"

The residents, who did not know the truth, turned pale with fear and obeyed.

Seeing that a part of the intercity army was about to enter the underground, the little white cat suddenly jumped onto the dilapidated bus stop sign. The friction between its claws and the iron sheet made a sharp noise, and the already shaky bus stop sign collapsed!

Such movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The little white cat immediately turned around, leaving only the shadow of its butt behind them, and ran away to the east.

“Oh my god?!”

"What is that? A cat?!"

After the apocalypse, in order to protect themselves, the people of Hai City paid a great price to expel all the animals and plants in the city.

If a cat sneaks into East Star City, almost no one would consider it normal!

"Catch it!"

Amid the commotion, the Intercity Army appeared the calmest.

The intercity army, which had originally planned to go underground, immediately turned around and chased after them in armored vehicles.

There is still a part left, check all the civilians queuing here one by one.

But Jiang Ye, who was the real cause of the abnormality, had already "smuggled" into the supply truck that she had just failed to sense.

She was actually gambling too.

I bet the thing attached to the car can only block prying eyes, but it can't prevent her from moving in space.

Her brain was in a mess. Using teleportation once was already her limit. If she tried to escape, she would most likely run into the inter-city army.

Considering her half-dead and cowardly look at the moment, if they ever meet face to face, being blood-spattered on the spot might be the lightest way to die.

It would be a disaster if she stayed tall or short, so she decided to take a chance.

Jiang Ye lay in the cold carriage to calm her headache, she knew she had made the right bet.

The weight of the huge car was already terrifying, and with the addition of a ginger leaf, no one outside could notice it.

And this car——

Jiang Ye looked at the two people beside him who had been dead for a long time and whose bodies had mutated into strange shapes, his eyes deep.

Even if the car was inspected, the mezzanine where she was would basically not be inspected.

Because Wan Zhiming absolutely didn't dare let too many people know that human lives were transported on this supply line every day.

The ones sent in were living people, the test subjects; the ones sent out were probably corpses after failed experiments...

Unfortunately, she couldn't save them.

Jiang Ye looked away and took the time to close his eyes and rest.

Soon, the car stopped for inspection at the checkpoint.

Above my head, the sound of footsteps was unusually clear.

Suddenly, the inspector shouted, "Who are you? Get out!"

Jiang Ye slowed down his breathing and stood still as a mountain.

"I've seen you, get out here!" The continuous sound of the iron rod hitting gave people goose bumps.

Another two seconds passed, and there was no movement. The man began to walk out: "Nothing unusual, next one."

The car door closed and the body started moving again. Jiang Ye, who had been pretending to be dead, slowly opened his eyes.

She looked at the system map, calculated the speed, took off her coat, tied it around her face, and then closed her eyes again.

On this material transportation line, there must be people at both ends who know about the existence of the mezzanine.

Just in case, she has to be ready to move at any time.

Each checkpoint is two kilometers apart. At the fifth checkpoint, it is time for the four power mutants pulling the cart to change shifts.

Jiang Ye also learned that this place was 17 kilometers away from the refugee camp.

She felt a little relieved and prepared to stay for three more days to recuperate before withdrawing.

But after walking less than a kilometer, they were stopped.

"Prosecutor, do you have any questions?"

A middle-aged male voice with a deep voice said: "Young Master Qin passed by here and wanted to randomly check your work."

"This... but we just passed the checkpoint..."

"It won't take too long. You guys just stand outside first. Young Master Qin doesn't like people surrounding him." The visitor had a firm attitude.

Then the car body shook again, and Jiang Ye heard a friction sound that had not been there before.

She propped herself up and sat up, tearing a notch on her right hand nail.

Through the gap in her coat, she watched as an iron staircase descended from the ceiling.

"..."

Well, an accident happened.