"Knock knock knock".
"Miss, all the data has been compiled, and the data is basically stable. Would you like to take a look?" Nan Zhu walked in with the data: "The electronic version has been sent to your email, and here is the tea you requested."
Nanzhu placed the documents on Shiyin's desk and then placed a cup next to Shiyin.
The vintage coffee cup is exquisite, with gorgeous patterns engraved on the snow-white cup and saucer. However, it doesn't contain coffee, but white tea.
The color was very light, and it was clear that the flavor was not strong. Shi Yin glanced at Nan Zhu but didn't say anything.
This lackey...
Ever since she only took one sip of the strong tea I brewed last time and then refused to drink any more, I've been observing her reactions after drinking tea.
Shi Yin accidentally saw Nan Zhu's little notebook, which recorded her reactions after drinking tea for several days in a row, with the tea leaves specified down to the individual leaves.
What's the point of recording these things? She can't possibly promote Nan Zhu and give him a raise just because he makes good tea, can she? In the post-apocalyptic world, there aren't such superficial standards anymore.
"Add Guan Nianshan's sister to the list, put her in the secret file, keep it confidential." Shi Yin took the file and flipped through it casually: "Transfer another doctor over, the three doctors will supervise each other, one of them must be a superhuman."
“Yes, Miss.” Nan Zhu hadn’t expected Guan Nianshan’s sister to be so important, but she still readily agreed.
"There are doctors among the superpowered individuals. Send those with offensive capabilities to ensure the medical staff are evacuated in case of any accidents." Shi Yin's next sentence surprised Nan Zhu.
"Aren't you going to protect Guan Nianshan's sister?" Nan Zhu asked, puzzled.
“She has protection, and medical personnel are a scarce resource, so they also need protection.” Shi Yin continued without looking up, “Transfer Qin Jin to the apocalyptic special team so he can be closer to Gu Changge. He used to be a special police officer, so he can mentor those newbies who only have cheat codes.”
“Yes, Miss.” Nan Zhu wrote it down carefully.
"And you, Nanzhu, what is your special ability?" Shi Yin put down the documents and looked at the man in front of her.
Nan Zhu stood straight in front of the desk, his long hair draped over his shoulders, elegant and composed. However, Shi Yin had always wanted to remove Nan Zhu's smiling mask and see what his face really looked like.
Unfortunately, this man didn't have the talent to be either a hero or a villain. Shi Yin probably understood why, except for this time, Nan Zhu had never been given important responsibilities.
He has no desires.
His desire is merely an attainable goal, which is meaningless.
Here he can only be a clerical worker, and he is even more meaningless to the villains.
"You really did find out." Nan Zhu smiled helplessly. "I'm sorry, Miss, I didn't know either."
"Not sure?" Shi Yin raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, I can vaguely sense some changes happening within my body. I’ve tried to detect them, but I can’t be sure.” Nan Zhu was also puzzled: “I’ve tried to control them, but I can’t get them to attack or defend.”
This is indeed quite tricky; without a reference point, it's impossible to make a judgment.
Changning can eat anything she wants, which is why Shiyin can determine that her superpower is gluttony.
Lin Beiyue can conjure all sorts of weapons, but he cannot control metal. He can only conjure weapons within the scope of metal, so Lin Beiyue is a weapon concept.
Only by working in the right direction can one take the use of superpowers to the next level, and as it turns out, their efforts were not misguided.
However, it is impossible to determine what kind of superpower he has, and it is also impossible to directly throw Nan Zhu into a pile of zombies to test him.
What if it's a pure support character?
"Besides you, does anyone else know about this?" Shi Yin asked.
"No, only Miss noticed," Nan Zhu said truthfully.
“Then you will be a person without superpowers from now on. You are just an ordinary person. Remember that.” Shi Yin pointed to the list of ordinary people: “When I’m not around, you are the secondary commander. Do not leave your post unless necessary.”
“Yes, Miss.” Nan Zhu obediently agreed.
“I’m going to the Volga border in a few days. There’s a heavy prison in the Volga River area where the Flame Dragon Kingdom Church is located. I have some things to take care of there,” Shi Yin continued. “There will be zombie attacks during this time, but theoretically our combat power is enough to handle them.”
Of course, this is only in theory.
In actual combat, it depends on whether each superhuman can unleash their full potential. Some people may be able to perform at 200% of their strength on the battlefield, while others may be significantly reduced because fear not only prevents them from exerting their full potential but also makes them easy to kill.
“During this period, I will be providing targeted training to the superhumans. You will stay by my side and watch.” Shi Yin said, picking up her teacup and drinking it all in one gulp.
Completely lacking any semblance of tea appreciation, he gulped down the tea in his cup with extreme aggression, picked up his coat, and turned to walk towards the door.
[No hesitation in taking a sip, no resistance in her eyes, the tea's strength was just right.] Nan Zhu nodded, diligently continuing to record in her notebook.
Shi Yin: "..."
Is it possible that she doesn't like tea?
She likes to drink mineral water...
Why does the secretary always serve coffee or tea to the boss? Is it possible that you just get a cup of water from the water dispenser?
The training room is much quieter now than it was at the beginning.
When these people first acquired their superpowers and were taken in, many of them trained their abilities almost day and night. Every time they made even the slightest progress or discovered a different effect, they would be excited for an entire day.
Back then, you could see people excitedly discussing in the corridors what their special abilities were useful for and what else they could do.
But now everyone's excitement has clearly worn off, and the corridors and training rooms are much quieter, with people becoming somewhat silent during training.
After all, no matter how exciting something is, even if it's a hobby, if you treat it like work or study every day, getting up on time to train, no one can be happy.
The saying goes, "You hate the job you do."
There's nothing that a 9-to-5 schedule can't ignite passion.
However, now everyone's superpowers have almost stabilized, and the post-apocalyptic special team has expanded into a post-apocalyptic special combat team, with those who have obtained superpowers being assigned to different groups.
The Shadow Squad's personnel remain relatively stable, and their unique abilities and usage are far ahead of the competition.
"Go! Go!"
"Beat him up! Beat him up!"
"Hey! Brother Xiong, what are you doing? Hurry up and get him!"
"It's over. I saw the odds were 1:10 and bet 100 points. Now I'm in debt."
"Seriously? You don't even have many points and you dare to gamble? Ji Chuan is a member of the Shadow Squad, directly following Shi Yin. You're not going to bet against him with so few points?"
"...Please, with odds of 1:10, what's the difference between betting on Ji Chuan and not betting at all? If I were to bet on Ji Chuan, why would I even bother gambling?"
"So, you became a gambler? A gambler, a gambler, gambling until you end up with nothing?"
"..."
On the ring, the two men were locked in a fierce battle, but it seemed that one side had an overwhelming advantage, fully demonstrating that it wasn't a matter of who was stronger.
"Who set up the betting platform?" Shi Yin was speechless.
She's only been gone a few days, and it's already turned into a casino?
Nan Zhu: "Me."
Tokine: "………………"
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