“Although my own superpower doesn’t have much offensive power, I’m quite skilled. With my superpower, escaping won’t be a problem.” Agarai smiled and put his arm around Shi Yin’s shoulder, laughing casually, “I don’t want to carry around a few burdens.”
“However, the secretary you brought this time… is quite skilled.” Agarei looked at Nanzhu, his appraising gaze making Nanzhu feel somewhat uncomfortable: “I was about to help her just now.”
“Well, I should say, the long-haired one is pretty good, but the other one isn’t.” Agarai said, then looked at Ji Chuan: “He’s about the same intelligence as your squad leader, right?”
Shi Yin: "No, he's a bit less intelligent than Ye Shaoheng."
Agaray: "..."
"Then why did you bring him here?" Agareth asked in horror. "I don't recall you having a penchant for bringing useless people along."
Wasteful Ji Chuan: "..."
How is he considered useless?
“He resonated with you. If he’s a waste, you’re no better off.” Shi Yin glanced at Agarai and said quietly, “I brought him here so you could plant a mutant in him.”
Agaray: "?"
"Him?" Agarai pointed at Ji Chuan in shock, then pointed at himself in astonishment: "Me?"
Shi Yin nodded. Under the bewildered gazes of Ji Chuan and Nan Zhu, Agarai covered his face with a sorrowful expression and sighed wearily.
Ji Chuan: "?"
I couldn't quite understand what they were saying, but it sounded like they were cursing at him?
I'm not sure, let me listen again.
"Are there any survivors in these three states?" Shi Yin looked around.
This place is truly desolate; apart from the howls of zombies, it looks like a dead city.
“Who knows?” When it came to business, Agareth’s expression became serious: “I gave them a week’s notice. Everyone who listened has evacuated, and those who didn’t listen can just be killed.”
Within a week, they organized the evacuation of personnel as quickly as possible. Those who needed to be evacuated had already been evacuated a few days ago. The remaining people were those who were disobedient, unwilling to accept their fate, some who had been reborn to hoard supplies, or who believed they could survive the apocalypse on their own.
Where there are laws and a state, there are constraints. Some capable people will naturally choose to work alone. What is the difference between having no constraints and doing whatever you want?
But for others, it was a disaster.
If these three states are not wiped out, the zombies will soon spread to other places. After all, two of these states are already almost entirely overrun by zombies, and the third state will soon be no exception. It's only a matter of time before they spread to other states.
Now, under Agaray's leadership, Milica has organized an army to guard the border, but this can only solve the immediate problem.
Once the three continents fall completely, and a zombie riot breaks out, the existing army and equipment simply cannot withstand it.
They can't possibly go door-to-door asking if there are any survivors and then protect them, can they?
When both sides have goals and dreams, and their actions conflict, the weaker party will naturally become nourishment for the stronger party.
They never considered themselves to be good people.
"Wait, wait, so you mean... you're going to wipe out these three states in a carpet bombing?" Ji Chuan finally understood what was happening: "So now, besides zombies, there are some reborn individuals or superhumans here, and some ordinary people who don't want to leave?"
"Feeling sorry for him?" Shi Yin's calm gaze swept over Ji Chuan.
Neither Nan Zhu nor Aga Ray spoke. Ji Chuan looked up at Nan Zhu beside him. Although Nan Zhu was also hearing the news for the first time, he was just as calm as Aga Ray, as if he had no sympathy for these ordinary people who were about to die unjustly.
"It's not that I feel sorry for you, it's just..." Ji Chuan didn't know how to describe his feelings, so he could only nudge Nan Zhu's arm: "Hey, Nan Zhu, you should be able to understand my feelings a little, right? You're a good student, so help me explain."
Nan Zhu paused slightly, not understanding how good grades had anything to do with this.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Ji Chuan, I may not understand.” Nan Zhu smiled helplessly: “This is a necessary sacrifice.”
Ji Chuan: "..."
“Mr. Ji Chuan, the apocalypse is cruel. Sentiment and love may save a few people, but they cannot save the world.” Nan Zhu calmly removed Ji Chuan’s hand from her arm, speaking gently and calmly: “I will do my best to help Miss fulfill her wish. Any sacrifice is only natural.”
Ji Chuan's eyes widened in shock. Did Nan Zhu know what he was saying? Was it only natural to sacrifice anything along the way for the ultimate wish and result?
Isn't this a little... a little...
A little...
That makes sense!
"Huh? What's this person's name?" Agarai stood beside Shi Yin and whispered in her ear, "Such a promising talent, how come we only discovered him now?"
"Nanzhu," Shi Yin said in a low voice, "It's a long story. In simple terms, I did something in advance that triggered other plot points and caused special items to drop."
Oh! I see!
Agarai understood immediately.
New equipment has been released again.
"How about I take this one as my apprentice, and you take the other short-haired one?" Agaray said with a wicked grin.
"...You, an emotional ability user, are you going to take care of someone who has no emotional fluctuations?" Shi Yin asked rhetorically.
Agaray: "..."
That's right. Although this person is a very promising talent, Nan Zhu really doesn't have any emotional fluctuations, which is incompatible with his birth chart.
Since meeting Nanzhu, Nanzhu has remained calm and gentle. Even when she saw the zombies all over the ground downstairs, her shock level was less than one-tenth of what one would expect from someone with emotional abilities.
If I were to transfer my special abilities to Nanzhu, wouldn't it mean that the skills would be lost forever?
"Alright, what's this person's name?" Agareth resigned himself to his fate.
Sometimes luck is also a part of ability. So what if you have a low IQ? As long as you have good abilities and a kind heart, that's enough.
Agare now feels like some parents who originally had very high expectations for their children, hoping they would excel in both academics and sports, but eventually gave up because their children simply didn't have that talent.
Thinking to myself, "Oh well, as long as the child grows up safe and healthy, that's all that matters," I looked up and saw that Old Wang next door... no, Old Shi's child, despite his laid-back parenting style, was so outstanding.
I'm mentally exhausted.
“Ji Chuan, you should have heard of him. He helped you solve problems in your previous lives,” Shi Yin reminded her. “His mark is honesty.”
“It’s him? Oh, that’s good.” Agareth suddenly realized, his brows furrowing again. “Why haven’t I heard of him before? In the previous hundreds of times, he didn’t seem to resonate with me at all.”
"...Maybe some extra plot was triggered again. Meeting him this time was also an accident." Shi Yin shrugged. That's how the butterfly effect works. From the moment he chose to do things differently from usual, everything began to slowly change.
“Alright, I can pass it on to him, but… be careful not to die.” Agareth had no further objections.
"No, I'll control myself," Shi Yin said. "Let's begin, I'm in a hurry to get back."
"Alright, alright, God help us, please don't let anything go wrong." Agare stepped forward and waved to Nanzhu and Jichuan: "Alright, you two kids, come to your master, lest he hurt you."
Master, Master?
Nan Zhu and Ji Chuan were both stunned.
Agaray spoke in English, which didn't sound as shameful as his native language, but the sudden use of the word still startled the two of them for a moment.
However, the two of them still obediently came to Shi Yin's side, and were pressed down by Agarai to kneel on the ground.
“You’d better cover your ears and not stand up. If you two die, we’ll be in trouble.” Agareth stood with his hands on his hips, his well-tailored suit making him seem out of place in this dilapidated world.
He seems more suited to be a musical conductor than a soldier.
Immediately afterwards, Agareth waved his hands, and two batons actually appeared at his fingertips. He stood in an extremely elegant posture, and Ji Chuan and Nan Zhu could feel the resonance of their souls.
"Cover your ears, dear seeds, welcome to my theater."
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