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"Me too, I don't know what happened! He's got psychic-type abilities; he must have made me do it!"

"Yes, yes, it was all their doing. I'm a victim too, sir. I really need that food; the virus has already infected a third of me. If I don't reduce it, I'll turn into a zombie! Sir, please, I don't want to die."

"Please, sir, forgive me. I was misled! Punish me however you like—hit me, scold me, anything. I have kids at home, they need food, sir!"

But no matter how much they begged, no matter how they tried to appeal to his heart, or even knelt down in remorse, Kim Haru remained unmoved.

People should pay for their actions.

Seeing Kim Haru's cold expression, one person finally snapped: "Kim Haru, you're heartless! We've all begged you, and you're really this ruthless? If we turn into zombies and die, it'll be your fault!"@@novelbin@@

"Yeah! If I do turn, the first one I'm biting is you! You think you're some kind of savior? You cold-blooded monster!"

"Stop begging him, everyone; it's useless. Open your eyes and see for yourself—he's leaving us to die right in front of him!"

"Look at that mutated plant next to him; it's so close to him. Who knows what he really is under that human skin! And those vegetables? The world's filled with the mutagenic virus, yet he can grow healthy crops. There's no way something isn't up—only a fool would believe that!"

"If I don't buy, I don't buy! You think I can't eat just because I don't buy from you? Ha! Starting today, I'll wait right outside your door. If anyone dares to buy from you, I'll just take it from them for free."

"Kim Haru, remember, every one of us is dying because of you!"

And that was mild compared to the flood of filthy insults hurled at Kim Haru.

Kim Haru sneered, "Ha."

People—being affected by psychic-type abilities or not—can't be tempted into something if there wasn't 'demon' lurking in their hearts. If they fell this easily, it's because they already harbored darkness inside.

Look at them now, showing their true colors.

He paid no mind to their ranting, his attention fixed instead on the seven culprits who are finally managing to pull themselves up from the ground.

Their faces twisted in discomfort, knowing exactly what had struck them. Even an adolescent Phantom Flames Phoenix Tree was more than they could handle.

They had paid a steep price, and there was no way they could just let this go.

The seven of them quickly regrouped, opting for a ranged attack instead of close combat to avoid the Phantom Flame Phoenix Tree.

The onlookers' faces shifted as they realized what was happening. "Mr. Kim, look out! That's the Seven Color Formation—a powerful long-range attack! Your Phantom Flame Phoenix Tree is still young and can't move freely!"

"Mr. Kim, dodge!"

"Watch out, Mr. Kim!"

Would Kim Haru dodge? No. Was he afraid? Absolutely not.

He didn't just stand his ground; he walked straight into the formation's center.

The next instant, seven colored flames burst in midair, and a massive rainbow fireball streaked down, hitting the spot where Kim Haru stood with a deafening boom.

Smoke engulfed the area, blurring everyone's vision.

Hwa Jian standing by Kim Haru's order, he stared blankly at the smoke-filled center, tears streaming down his face.

"Mr. Kim…"

The seven troublemakers laughed, their eyes now fixed on the Phantom Flame Phoenix Tree who is masterless and vulnerable. Although the curse of the "Phantom Flame" would remain on them for life, they knew that killing the tree and applying its sap could reduce the symptoms.

After all, it was only a domesticated, adolescent mutated plant—not as dangerous as a full-grown Phantom Flame Phoenix Tree.

Just as they were about to shift their attack toward it, a faint voice drifted out from the smoke.

"That's it?"

The seven of them turned pale, staring in disbelief at the center of the haze.

A figure stood there, calm and unmoving. As the smoke gradually cleared, his form became sharper and clearer.

This person was completely unscathed, not even a speck of dust on his clothes.

That was impossible!

"Mr. Kim, you're okay!" Hwa Jian exclaimed, his face breaking into a smile.

Kim Haru cast a reassuring glance at him.

He gently dusted off his sleeves and stepped forward, one foot in front of the other, toward the seven.

"You, Power Rang Gang, very good."

As Kim Hary drew closer, the seven of them felt their hearts racing faster. A powerful sense of oppression hit them; with each step he took, it felt as if he were stomping heavily on their hearts.

"Are you human or a ghost?"

"This is impossible! You can't be alive!"

"Monster! You're definitely a monster!"

"Don't come any closer!"

But Kim Haru had no intention of stopping.

"I remember how the last team described me; they should still be struggling among the zombies, right?" Kim Haru said slowly, contemplating how best to punish these seven this time.

"How about I turn you into robots?"

A couple of days ago, Go Okrim had just complained that there weren't enough zombie-bots to provide sufficient labor. These seven gangster looked like they had decent abilities. Fresh zombies would also appear cleaner and more presentable.

The seven of them had no idea what he meant by robots, but that didn't stop them from feeling a chill run down their spines.

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Kim Haru stood in place, searching the system store for items that would meet his criteria.

Fortunately, he wasn't worried about a sneak attack; the protective shield produced by the system around him had never been turned off.

As the Power Ranger Gang tried to escape, the moment they turned to flee, the nearby crowd had already blocked all their escape routes, showing no intention of letting up!

The chaotic crowd that had been rejected by Kim Haru was now either cursing loudly or crying and pleading for mercy. Even those shouting curses had no courage to step forward and help them.