Chapter 118 Zombie Empress (49)

(Xyrean Province- Inner Regions)

(Father Han's Church)

A middle- aged man dressed in a plain black priest robe stood motionless as he looked at the woman kneeling down in front of him.

Sister Guan had a crestfallen expression on her face as she lowered her forehead until it almost touched the ground.

Father Han's sharp and hawkish facial features made the tense atmosphere even worse as he stepped forward and lightly touched the nun's head.

"Tell me what happened…" Father Han gently spoke. His words were sickly sweet and yet a chill ran down Sister Guan's spine.

She knew that behind the priest's kind demeaner… he must be furious at her apparent failure to find the mysterious ability user.

"We could not locate them… we looked for two weeks and all we could find was an abandoned van with no supplies inside…" Sister Guan dutifully reported.

It was hard for her to hide her frustration from leaking out as she had led a team of gifted individuals and yet had gotten no results.

Well… that was not entirely true…

Sister Guan hesitated for a moment before confessing the horrific fate of a certain member of the team.

"Jing Tian… she encountered them…" Sister Guan nervously spoke as her fingers trembled slightly beneath her robe.

"She returned to us but… there was something wrong with her…"

"What do you mean?" Father Han asked curiously as he continued to run his fingers through the nun's soft hair.

"It… it… it… was like she was a puppet… after telling us about their location… she froze in place," Sister Guan hoarsely explained.

"She would not eat… she would not drink even as her body got skinner and skinner by the day…"

"Eventually she stopped breathing… it was as though her body had to be given the order to breathe… I… I…"

Sister Guan choked up as she recalled the dead look in Jing Tian's eyes as she simply fell over and died on the spot.

Father Han did not say a word as the nun's choked sobs echoed through the congregation hall.

Sister Guan was close to Jing Tian, so it was no wonder that her death had affected her greatly.

Father Han had an expressionless look on his face but inside he was deeply disturbed by the terrifying story.

That was their ability?!

Fuck… it sounded horrifying!

Father Han took in a deep breath and gently exhaled as he forced himself to relax. He could not afford to show panic and risk his image as a man in control of the situation.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise that Sister Guan and her group did not encounter that powerful ability user since they could have all been killed.

There were only around two hundred people living in the farmlands around the lake, so Father Han did not want the population of his flock to suffer any unnecessary casualties.

The middle-aged priest placed a warm hand on Sister Guan's back and comforted her as she continued to cry her heart out.

"Do not worry my child…" Father Han gently spoke.

"The Lord works in mysterious ways, and this is all part of his plan… Jing Tian's sacrifice will surely be enough to allow her to enter the kingdom of heaven..."

"Good is always rewarded and evil will always be punished. The ability user who committed such a terrible sin will suffer in the fiery pits of hell for all eternity."

Father Han's words brought comfort to Sister Guan as she clasped her hands together and muttered a short prayer quietly under her breath.

The priest was right… Jing Tian was in a better place now and there was no need to mourn for her.

Father Han stopped preaching as he realised that his words had brought comfort to the nun kneeling down in front of him.

"Go and take some rest… you must be exhausted from your travels…" Father Han quietly ordered as he gestured towards a door in the back of the hall.

Sister Guan nodded and thanked the kind priest as she walked over to the door and opened it to reveal a small bedroom.

She closed the door behind her and collapsed on the bed where she soon fell into a dreamless sleep.

Father Han walked over to one of the wooden benches in the congregation hall and sat down. He let out a heavy sigh and stared aimlessly off into the distance.

The world outside was incredibly dangerous especially for someone whose gift did not make them stronger.

Father Han knew that he needed to rely on his loyal congregation in order to survive these turbulent times.

Xyrean Province was right next to Lirean Province which was densely populated and contained four major cities.

As the situation worsened over the coming months, it did not take a genius to see where all the refugees and survivors would flee.

The countryside and rural areas were the perfect places to start new settlements and rebuild human civilisation.

Unfortunately, if there were people already there then it was a guarantee that conflict would arise between the different parties.

Father Han was not a stupid man and knew that a large source of freshwater would be incredibly attractive as a location to build a settlement.

The middle-aged priest got up from the bench and wandered through the church.

He would occasionally glance at the religious symbols and paintings on the halls before continuing onwards to the large wooden entrance.

Father Han pushed opened the door and winced as a bright ray of sunlight washed over his face. It was a beautiful day with clear blue skies and birds merrily chirping on the nearby trees.

There were a few people standing guard outside the church who immediately bowed as they saw Father Han approach them.

The priest nodded politely and then moved on as he walked towards the newly constructed buildings in front of him.

There was a great deal of construction going on as a town was being built with the church as the center.

The people who lived in Xyrean Province were simple farmers, but they had a lot of experience in building barns and houses.

With the help of those who had enhanced strength, the buildings were coming along faster than what anyone would expect.

Father Han nodded in approval as he saw shirtless men and women dressed in work clothes lifting up the raw materials and chopping down trees for wood.

The priest would smile as he greeted them warmly.

Father Han was very popular among the residents even before the apocalypse but now he was worshipped.

His ability to give gifts was now seen as a sign that the priest was a divine oracle of the Lord so the townspeople both admired and feared him.

Father Han looked towards the large lake and for the first time in a long time, he allowed himself to relax a bit.

The future may be full of difficulties but hopefully he would be able to overcome whatever obstacle that life threw his way.

"Father Han! Father Han!" an excited voice yelled. The priest looked over and saw simple looking farmer walking over with a beautiful woman.

Her face was angelic and pure, but her body was voluptuous, and her charm had both men and women staring at her with lust.

Even Father Han's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the mysterious woman. She opened her mouth and politely introduced herself.

Her name was Eve…