As their abilities improve, the superhuman's five senses and physical fitness also improve.
Like a martial arts master described in ancient times.
Perhaps martial arts do exist in reality.
But as that mysterious energy dissipated, everyone returned to being ordinary people.
The baptism of energy tides endowed people with the mysterious powers of mythology.
Perhaps, there is some connection in the universe.
Humans are simply too insignificant to unravel the mysteries of this five-thousand-year history.
One after another, the mutated wolves, as big as calves, fell down.
Red blood splattered all over the ground, the stench of blood was strong.
"Waaah~"
The last mutated wolf whimpered and collapsed to the ground, its mouth overflowing with large amounts of black blood foam.
Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai were covered in blood, and their bodies were sticky.
Bai Xizhu didn't mind; such scenes were all too common in the apocalypse.
During those three years of the apocalypse, if you didn't go out and fight for your life, you would have no food and die.
She couldn't bear to die; in her previous life, her parents had risked their lives to save her.
Later, he had no choice but to die.
The researchers had no intention of letting her live. They injected her and Leng Yebai with various drugs every day to suppress their supernatural abilities, subjecting them to daily torture.
Fortunately, she possessed a control-type ability, and the weak power coursing through her body was enough to allow her to self-destruct.
Bai Xizhu looked at Leng Yebai's face, and his cold and stern face made her feel a little dazed, as if she had returned to the research institute.
"Xiao Zhu, you must be tired. Sit down and rest for a while!"
Leng Yebai rolled up the sleeves of his clothes and gently wiped the blood off Bai Xizhu's face with the clean part inside.
"Not tired."
Bai Xizhu looked into those doting eyes and smiled gently.
Ultimately, it's different from my previous life.
But the same thing is true this time: she still wants to overthrow that damned research institute.
This time, instead of self-destruction, we'll use explosives.
"roar--"
The strong smell of blood attracted zombies, and several zombies rushed towards the spot where the wolf pack had perished.
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