Previously, the Alexander family had never cared about whether Louis lived or died, yet now they wanted to force him to come back.
Was it just because of the conversation earlier that afternoon?
No. Louis didn't think it was that simple. Could it be that John's prophecy ability had revealed something?
But it didn't really matter. All of Louis's major transactions in the past had been conducted in cash.
Of course, with the power of the Alexander family, if they truly tried to dig something up, there would inevitably be traces left behind.
Louis was just an ordinary person. He didn't have the ability to erase every footprint he had ever left.
Even so, he didn't pay it much mind. If they knew, then let them know. When the time came, they would all be finished anyway.
What was more, right now they were in a frantic rush to prepare weapons and food, and wouldn't truly spare much attention for Louis. After all, one's own life came first, didn't it?
Night fell. In the main residence of the Alexander family, Lucen heard the panicked voice coming from the phone and was so furious that he flung it aside.
The screen smashed against the wall and shattered instantly, spiderweb cracks spreading across it.
"A bunch of useless trash!"
Lucen roared, the booming sound making John, who had just pushed the door open, flinch slightly. He hesitated, then looked at him.
"Lucen, they still couldn't catch Louis?"
Seeing the fear on John's face, Lucen's anger quickly dissipated.
He regained his composure at once, stepped forward, and said softly, "They're simply too useless."
After a brief pause, his gaze turned icy.
"Louis can still run for now. Just wait until the apocalypse arrives. It won't be too late for him to learn what hell really is!"
John nodded and stepped closer, taking Lucen's hand.
"Father and Mother called for you to come downstairs. That person… has arrived."
Hearing this, Lucen quickly adjusted his clothes, making sure there was not the slightest hint of dishevelment, before slowly heading downstairs.
That person was none other than the current head of the William family, Adonis William.
For generations, the William family had been rooted in the military, holding key positions and even serving as the very backbone of the entire nation.
Compared to families that focused solely on amassing wealth, like the Alexander family, they existed on a completely different level.
And Adonis was the youngest family head of his generation in the William family. The reason it was said this way was because this year he was only just shy of thirty-five. For such a position, he was truly far too young.
It was said that ten years ago, a calamity struck the William family. In a single night, the family head personally burned his entire family to death, including the child they dearly loved.
Among them, only Adonis, the younger brother of the William family head at the time, survived.
Even though surveillance cameras had recorded everything, there were still countless rumors circulating outside. Most of them claimed that Adonis had killed his brother's entire family in order to seize power.
Others said that Adonis was cold and heartless, that he had not shed a single tear even at his brother's funeral.
Of course, at that time, even more voices believed that Adonis was simply too young to shoulder the heavy responsibility of an entire great family. Members of the collateral branches constantly eyed the position of family head, nitpicking every perceived flaw of Adonis.
But Adonis not only bore it, he bore it exceptionally well.
Over the years, the grass on the graves of those who once opposed he had grown three meters high, while he himself was still alive and well, having become a notorious family head whom no one dared to provoke.
To survive in a chaotic and dangerous post-apocalyptic world, how could one do without weapons and ammunition? That was why the Alexander family came up with the idea of trading information in exchange for the right to openly collect ammunition.
They could also act in secret, but that would be far too slow.
The moment John and Lucen went downstairs, they saw that man seated in the chair of honor.
A head of icy silver hair. His military uniform did nothing to conceal the powerful muscle lines of he. On the contrary, it only made he appear even taller and stronger. Broad shoulders and long legs, and even while seated, he exuded an unmistakable sense of oppressive presence.
In his previous life, Adonis was almost an existence no one could ever reach. He had even been one of Louis's backers, directly leading to the complete ruin of the Alexander family.
Thinking of this, John secretly clenched his fist. At present, at least Adonis still had value to be exploited. Once the apocalypse began and they had gathered enough weapons, they would also be able to build a force of their own.
As for Adonis… ever since his rebirth, John had always felt that even the heavens favored he.
If he did not want Adonis to live, then Adonis would definitely die!
As if sensing John's gaze, Adonis suddenly lifted his eyes. Those hawk-like eyes swept over John, cold blue light sharp as ice blades, as though they could slice straight through the thoughts hidden within he in an instant.
John jolted in fright, instinctively clutching Lucen's coat hem and retreating half a step, putting on a timid, fearful appearance under Adonis's overwhelming presence.
Lucen could not help but frown, yet when facing Adonis, he too felt a trace of hesitation.
Especially at this moment, when Adonis suddenly stood up. His body, well over one meter ninety tall, nearly made even their high ceiling feel cramped under the oppressive aura he carried.
He slowly walked toward them, the hem of the cloak behind him swaying slightly with each step.
Despite his tall and heavy build, his military boots made no sound as they struck the floor, yet it felt as though each step was pounding relentlessly against their hearts, resounding deafeningly.
Adonis had clearly just returned from carrying out a mission. That was why he was still in full military uniform, with a gun even openly holstered at his waist. One had to know that in their country, Utopia, carrying a firearm so openly was not permitted.
Adonis's sudden movement caused Mr. Alexander to feel a bit puzzled.
Looking again, he saw that Adonis had already stopped in front of Lucen and John.
His indifferent gaze swept past Lucen before settling on John. His eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke slowly.
"So this is the one you spoke of. The person who knows the future, the one who possesses a special ability?"
At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Alexander had also arrived. Hearing this, they quickly nodded.
"That's right, that's right. John can…"
"I need to speak with John in private for a moment," Adonis said.
Hearing this, John instinctively trembled slightly, but he still forced himself to remain calm.
It was fine. No matter how high Adonis's status was, at this moment, he was still just an ordinary person.
Lucen frowned, about to refuse, when John suddenly grabbed his hand. John stepped forward, smiled at Adonis, and nodded.
"Alright. I know this sounds rather unreasonable, and you need to verify it…"
Adonis did not say much, merely casting a glance toward the others.
Seeing that the matter was settled, Mr. and Mrs. Alexander quickly pulled Lucen out with them.
Lucen could not help feeling dissatisfied.
Ever since John awakened, everything had increasingly slipped beyond his control.
For someone like Lucen, who liked to stand above and control everything, this was extremely unpleasant.
Before long, only Adonis and John remained in the room. Adonis had already returned to his original seat, while John still stood to the side.
Adonis lifted his eyes to look at he and spoke slowly.
"A person like you actually receiving favor and knowing the future. It's rather laughable."
John froze for a moment upon hearing this, then looked at Adonis with a mix of anger and panic, his face flushing uncontrollably.
A person like he? What was wrong with he? He could not even remember having any grudge with Adonis. What did Adonis know about he anyway?
"Your emotions are spilling out again," Adonis suddenly spoke once more, his sharp gaze sweeping over.
"Don't use the expression you show blind fools when you face me."
John's heart clenched tightly. He felt that Adonis truly deserved to die, but cooperation was still necessary. They did not have much time.
In the future, Adonis would become the master of the largest stronghold in City A, while their family would amount to nothing. He could not afford to miss this opportunity. When the time came, Adonis would have to die.
So John quickly suppressed the malicious thoughts in his heart.
He smiled and said softly, "I truly don't understand what you're talking about."
After a brief pause, he continued.
"As for the apocalypse, it may sound strange, but I believe the government has already sensed the abnormalities in nature during this period. As for my ability…"
He suddenly raised his hand. In the next instant, the coffee table in front of Adonis vanished without a trace.
Adonis could not help raising an eyebrow, his gaze toward John growing even deeper and darker.