That rainbow-colored spider didn't move again—it was definitely dead. But Natalie noticed the pile it left behind was shifting slightly. She leaned in for a closer look. It wasn't poop at all—it was a bunch of tiny transparent cursebugs, the same kind they'd seen before. They were packed together in a little clump. So, her first guess was right—the heart-binding cursebug was actually a hive bug. The master bug lived inside Fiorella, and the servant bugs were used to harm people. Right before it died, the giant spider hadn't pooped—it had given birth. The tiny newborns had a bit of red inside their clear bodies, probably from just being born or from the spider being injured. That was why Natalie had noticed them. To be safe, she pulled out sulfuric acid again and used her usual trick to burn them all. After she was done, she stepped past the corpses, flashed back to Cassian, and glanced at Anthony at his feet. "I didn't expect the people cursed by her would die the second Fiorella did." Cassian grunted then commented, "She's ruthless." Natalie suddenly thought of Selina and Guinevere. Would the same thing happen to them? But after thinking it through, the heart-binding cursebug Anthony and others had was hive cursebugs. Any servant bug tied to a master would die once the master was gone. That beauty cursebug probably didn't work that way.Even if Selina and Guinevere didn't die with Fiorella, their white hair and aging bodies showed they were already past their prime. Who knew how long they'd last? Natalie didn't want to dwell on it. Everyone had their own fate. She'd wiped out the Greendale Gang and freed them. The rest was no longer her concern. Everyone had their own road. No one could save another person forever. She glanced out the window. "It's getting dark. Time to start scavenging." Cassian nodded. "Okay." In the mall basement, Selene said to Guinevere, "See? I told you it wasn't over. First bombs, now gunshots. If you'd rushed out earlier, you might already be dead." She paused, then added, "And those shots sounded different. Earlier it was like tat-tat-tat, but the last one? Just one big bang. Definitely a different gun." Guinevere and Selina didn't answer. They just looked uneasy. They also heard the difference. Likely, new people had shown up. It could be Fiorella's accomplices. Had that couple already been killed? Just then, Selene covered her mouth. "You—you two..." Guinevere and Selina looked at her in confusion. When they turned toward each other, they froze. "Guinevere! Your hair is getting darker!" "Selina, your wrinkles are disappearing!" Joy exploded inside them. They were rapidly returning to their younger selves, like life had surged back. They hugged each other tightly, crying with relief. "We're back!"Selene was stunned. She had believed the story about the beauty cursebug, but seeing it reverse aging like that was unreal. Looking at the two unfamiliar beauties, she could only whisper complicatedly, "You really aren't grannies..." Selina and Guinevere shouted together, "We told you we weren't!" Elsewhere, Fiorella, whose skull had been blown open, was still wrapped in thick clothes. Natalie hadn't noticed, but under that, Fiorella's once flawless, fair skin was rapidly turning rough, yellow, and old. Right then, a battered cargo truck barreled through the snow toward the city, plowing through like a snowplow. Inside, Matthew screamed, "Aaaah! Jarvis! Slow down!" Jarvis snapped, annoyed, "Shut up, dumbass!" To stay safe, they'd parked at the mountain base and hiked down, losing tons of time. If they delayed any longer, night would swallow them. How were they supposed to find anyone? Matthew sat in the passenger seat, hands shaking uncontrollably. He'd never driven a big truck before and didn't dare take the wheel. Jarvis couldn't drive either, and now he was flooring it like a maniac. It felt like they were dancing on the edge of death. They had stolen this truck after Frostfall began. In this weather, walking would mean freezing to death. Normal cars couldn't move in the deep snow. Only a big cargo truck with huge tires could barely make it. But "barely drivable" was exactly what it felt like. On roads like that, even snow tires and chains weren't enough. Driving that fast was totally reckless.