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.
"Yan Meiyu, an administrative employee in real estate, his girlfriend," she responded.
Yan Meiyu's voice was not much steadier than Gan Xinglei's, but she seemed slightly more composed.
"Handsome, there's still some meat left in the fridge, and a few bags of noodles and rice in the cupboard. If you need them, we can give you half," she tried to soften Su Han with a negotiative tone, which was a smart move.
After all, the mutation had just occurred less than a day ago, and the sense of order, as well as the moral ethics within both the couple and Su Han himself, were still barely maintained.
She had also noticed that Su Han was out looking for resources, as evidenced by his bulging backpack. That's why she decided to use the resources to try to defuse the situation.
However, Su Han simply shook his head, causing Yan Meiyu's face to pale.
She feared that, in the next moment, Su Han would say, "Kill you and all your belongings are mine," or something of the sort.
"I don't want the meat, but divide half of the rice and noodles with me, and also gather all the ironware from inside your place. Treat it as my fee for cleaning up this floor," he stated calmly, with a faint smile on his face, though his tone was indubitable.
He was no madman who would kill indiscriminately; that would be going too far.
After all, technically, he was the one who had invaded this couple's home.
Of course, that didn't matter much. What was important was that Gan Xinglei had made a good impression on him, since he had protected his girlfriend even in such a critical moment. He was still a decent person.
The disturbances at night were just occasional and brief, a bit annoying, but not deadly, since they didn't last long.
Of course, if there were ill intentions, then no one could blame him for crushing bones and scattering ashes.
The two were initially startled, but they reacted quickly, nodding repeatedly, "This, this is necessary, we'll help right now."
They didn't know why Su Han needed metal objects; even if they had some guesses, they wouldn't ask.
But Su Han wasn't worried about his Fusion Ability being discovered, because the transformations of the Angel Envoy would eventually catch people's attention.
So there was no need to deliberately hide it, as long as he didn't reveal the true specifics.
Gan Xinglei and Yan Meiyu moved quickly, dismantling the house even more thoroughly than Su Han himself, not only taking furniture with metal frames, refrigerators, and dishwashers, but even nail clippers and eyebrow trimmers were not spared.
"Handsome, it's all here. I actually have a Tesla in the garage, quite heavy. But with this thick fog and monsters in the hallway, I can't get to it."
"Help me move it next door, keep it low. I can't guarantee there aren't flesh corpses roaming on other floors."
Gan Xinglei was dripping with sweat, and Yan Meiyu was also visibly exhausted, but upon Su Han's command, they didn't dare to complain.
Under the supervision of Su Han and the Angel Envoy flesh corpse, they moved the items to the shared apartment next door.
The living room was already filled with collected supplies, heaps of metal objects mostly. Food was stored in the kitchen, alongside containers filled with water.
Yan Meiyu sneakily scanned the room, thinking to herself, "This guy must have collected all the materials from the entire floor. Could this metal be related to the Contract with the creature?"
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?"