Just as Yu Ling was exhausted from the various aftereffects of the attack and was recovering from the pain that was sweeping through her body from her injuries, she heard a light footstep at the door.

This time, it should be a normal human being, Yu Ling thought.

"You're lucky to be alive."

A sharp, emotionless female voice came from in front of me.

Unlike the refugees who were bundled up tightly in the apocalypse, the newcomer was dressed in comfortable casual clothes, wearing sneakers with platform soles, her high ponytail neatly tied behind her head, and her bare face, without any makeup, was still beautiful.

Sure enough, it was Jiang Xue, the powerful figure who had brutally beaten the original owner of this body in my memory.

Jiang Xue hadn't expected that the female PhD student whose superpower she had crippled would still be a fighting force. She had only come to check on things after the lab quieted down. This situation was truly unexpected; it seemed she had been too hasty.

"You've become a useless piece of trash without any superpowers, yet you haven't died in the mouths of zombies. You're quite capable."

As Jiang Xue walked in, she activated her supernatural ability, conjuring a blinding ball of lightning energy in her hand that crackled and exploded in the air. Her eyes flashed with boundless killing intent, and her tone was chilling.

"It must have been tough for you to struggle and survive among zombies without any special abilities. It's quite inspiring, but I can't just let you go like this. It's such a pity, so I'll have to send you on your way one more time."

Jiang Xue pressed closer, and seeing that she was about to die, Yu Ling racked her brains but realized she was powerless to resist and had no good countermeasures. However, she showed no sign of it on her face. Dragging her disheveled body, she straightened up, her face cold, and asked in return:

"You...cough cough...do you want to personally destroy the hope that can save this world?"