The child Leng Yebai was looking for was not among the more than one hundred rooms.
Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai continued searching for their room along the corridor.
Bang bang bang!
The faint sound of zombies crashing against the iron bars could be heard.
These zombies were originally high-level superhumans. They should have been the best among superhumans. They didn't die from the claws of zombies and mutated animals, but from human greed.
There is a small side door in the "回"-shaped corridor, and beyond the side door are a series of closely packed small rooms.
There was a door every two meters, and the deep corridor was eerily quiet.
They could vaguely see two dark figures ahead, the same two who had been on patrol earlier. They had their backs to Bai Xizhu and her companion, and didn't notice anything unusual at first.
A streak of purple lightning flew far away. The two only caught a glimpse of the purple lightning out of the corner of their eyes. Before they could turn around, they knew nothing more.
Bai Xizhu used a steel needle to open a small room next to her.
Pushing open the door, there was only a small bed inside, with a middle-aged man curled up on it.
The middle-aged man glanced lazily at Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai who had entered, then turned over and continued to sleep.
Beside the crib, there was a sumptuous spread of food, and even a crystal core that was crystal clear.
As the middle-aged man turned over, Bai Xizhu saw an iron chain on his foot.
The chain pierced through the man's ankle, forcefully penetrating his foot bone.
Both of his feet were pierced with iron chains.
The chain was firmly nailed in the middle, and to remove it, one would have to break one's own foot bones.
Even the most powerful superhuman cannot escape with both legs broken at the same time.
Zombies, superhumans.
Bai Xizhu immediately realized what the corridor and rooms here meant.
This is a "seed".
It's not easy to control zombies to enhance superpowers and advance one's rank.
Then let the superhumans enhance their abilities, and when they no longer have the potential to enhance their abilities, let them turn into zombies.
In order to obtain the greatest profit.
Leng Yebai took out a dagger, which collided with the iron chain, instantly severing it.
The sound of the chain breaking elicited a slight reaction from the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man glanced at Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai, then propped himself up on the bed and sat up, staring blankly at his feet.
A pair of dirty hands tugged at the chain, and a sharp pain shot through his foot.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled the iron chain out of his foot bone.
A large amount of green light overflowed from Bai Xizhu's fingertips, and a rich vitality covered the middle-aged man's feet.
The excruciating pain in his foot eased considerably in an instant, and a glimmer of hope appeared in the middle-aged man's dry eyes.
The middle-aged man didn't speak, but stared blankly at his feet, which were covered with a lot of green light.
A vibrant life force flowed into his feet, and the wounds began to scab over at a visible speed.
Five minutes later, the middle-aged man had two deep, bone-exposing scars on his feet.
My feet are still aching slightly, but this pain is nothing compared to the pain I used to experience.
What do you want to know?
The middle-aged man's voice was somewhat hoarse; he hadn't spoken in a long time, and his speech was a little slurred.
"What's going on here? How did you get here?" Bai Xizhu asked.
The middle-aged man stood up, and the feeling of his feet touching the ground was something he fondly remembered.
A slight smile appeared on his weathered face, a smile tinged with bitterness.
“I was arrested a month ago. They locked me up here and nailed my feet to the ground. They provide me with food and crystal cores every day because they want me to improve my abilities.”
"They don't care whether my body is intact or not, they just keep pushing me to improve my superpowers. I've seen what happens when superpowers can't be improved any further, they turn into zombies."
The middle-aged man gently pointed to the doorway.
"Right there, I saw with my own eyes that the person next door had hit a bottleneck and couldn't improve his superpowers no matter what he did. They injected him with black blood, and then he turned into a zombie."
"After that person turned into a zombie, he stopped living here. A few days later, new residents moved in next door."
The middle-aged man recounted everything he knew, word by word.
These were almost identical to what Bai Xizhu had guessed.
Everything here is for the purpose of generating higher-order crystal nuclei.
"Do you know where they hid the most important... zombie?" Leng Yebai asked.
The middle-aged man pointed to the right and said, "It's in the innermost room; there are many guards there."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he sat back down on the bed.
Aren't you going to leave?
Bai Xizhu looked at the middle-aged man who was about to lie down again.
The middle-aged man rubbed his messy head. "We can't get out. There's a third-tier ability user here, and he's a highly aggressive fire-type ability user."
There are also different levels among third-tier ability users.
Superpowered individuals like the middle-aged man, who are "raised" in captivity, are only enhanced for the sake of enhancing their abilities.
In terms of combat strength, he might be even inferior to a second-tier ability user.
Bai Xizhu was slightly surprised. Did they already have a third-level ability user here?
It's not surprising that Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai became third-tier ability users. They mastered the techniques for enhancing their abilities much earlier than most people, putting them ahead of the vast majority of ability users.
Under normal circumstances, the birth of a third-tier superhuman would take at least a year after the apocalypse.
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