Chapter 613 Song Huai's Diary
"Finally found it" There was finally something that was successfully accomplished along the way.
A fist-sized padlock was hung on the iron fence gate. Through the gap, one could see the spacious yard that was tidy. Compared with the collapsed houses and yards occupied by plants in other places, this yard was so tidy as if someone would come back at any time.
The metal-type mutant opened the lock, and a group of people walked in one after another, facing two rooms.
The glass on the window didn't look cracked at all, and through the clear glass, one could see the layout inside at a glance.
Both rooms have three bedrooms and a living room. The windows are clean and bright, and you can vaguely see the big red pillows on the sofa inside.
As soon as you step on the ground, you can feel that there is no plant cover under your feet except for the thick layer of snow.
A user with water-related abilities noticed something was wrong and raised his hand. The snow around his feet instantly turned into a stream of water, flowing in the direction he pointed to the outside of the yard. In a moment, all the snow in the yard was cleared away, revealing the hidden ground underneath.
There was not a single sign of plant growth in the cobblestone yard, and it did not look like a place that had been deserted for several years.
Zhou He and Zhuang Mingxu looked at each other calmly. Zhuang Mingxu silently brought Taotao over and took out a gun in his hand. Yun Bai led several aggressive psychics towards the room.
The rest of the people stood with their backs to each other, guarding against everything around them, even though they saw nothing.
The psychic quickly searched the rooms on both sides, even the kitchen and toilet next to them. After a moment, Yun Bai walked over with a strange expression.
"There's nothing unusual, even..." He raised an eyebrow, motioning for them to go and see for themselves.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhuang Mingxu was a little dazed. The room was very warmly decorated, with a soft sofa and neatly decorated furnishings. There were a few open magazines placed casually on the coffee table, and there was half a glass of water in the cup on the table, as if someone had sat here and would come back at any time.
There was a photo of a family of three hanging on the wall. Sitting in the middle was the young Song Huai, and his parents stood behind him. They both looked like gentle people.
There were solo photos of him on both sides of the TV, one sitting and one standing. If you looked closely at the standing photo, you could see that his arms were leaning on the table next to him - it seemed that he really had some problems with his legs and feet, as he said.
Zhuang Mingxu walked around several rooms again, and as expected, each one was decorated as if it could be lived in at any time. There were even soft cotton quilts and neatly hung clothes in the closets.
"This place really doesn't look like a place that has experienced the earthquake and turmoil," Yun Bai concluded.
"He must have come back." Zhuang Mingxu pinched the mark left by the cracked and glued together corner of the bathroom sink, thinking of the person who wanted to come back here even after his death, and sighed in his heart.
He had been disabled before, so he knew how difficult it was. If he were in someone else's shoes, and if he recovered his health but the people who had been guarding him were gone, Zhuang Mingxu felt that he would definitely return to the place he was most familiar with and sink to death with his memories.
"Captain, guess what I found?" Someone's surprised voice sounded outside, and someone ran in excitedly.
"If you have to fart, just fart." Zhou He kicked the happy man, but the man dodged nimbly.
"There is gas in the kitchen, and there is food and smoked bacon in the cellar, so we can cook directly."
Zhou He raised his eyebrows and said, "You sound as if you guys haven't eaten enough." Having said that, Zhou He still asked someone to go to the kitchen to prepare a good meal.
The area near the yard had been checked and found to be safe, so Zhuang Mingxu left Taotao to wander around and took Song Huai's ashes and walked under the cherry tree in the yard.
Zhou He called an earth-type mutant, and after letting the other party sense it, he directly found the place where the other party's parents' ashes were buried.
"This tree has also been re-pruned." They didn't think about taking out the ashes underneath, so the earth-type mutant could only carefully move the soil on top layer by layer. While the other party was working, Zhou He pointed to the place on the cherry tree that was obviously cut off.
"Perhaps to maintain the appearance in memory." I didn't notice it when I first came in, but now when I look again, I will find that there are traces of renovation everywhere. Even if you try your best to hide it, you can always find it if you are careful.
"He must have been very happy." Only people whose memories are too beautiful will spare no effort to replicate the past. Zhou He is rarely sentimental.
In a few minutes, the earth-type mutant moved away a half-meter deep layer of soil, revealing three boxes buried underground.
"Huh? Doesn't he have any brothers or sisters?" Zhou He asked puzzledly.
Zhuang Mingxu shook his head, jumped down and lightly touched the three boxes, and a sound of collision came from the one in the middle.
Zhou He had originally considered this trip as a favor, but when he heard the noise, he couldn't help but get nervous, "Could it be..."
Zhuang Mingxu didn't say anything. He took out the box and placed the urn they had brought along with them in the middle. They were a family of three again - they had experienced separation and reunited in a different way.
Everyone patrolling the courtyard couldn't help but feel tears welling up in their eyes after seeing this scene.
In the last few years of the world, not everyone can see their relatives. Some have lost contact with them from the beginning and may never see them again.
After returning home, Zhuang Mingxu carefully opened the box and saw dozens of crystal cores placed on the top. They were crystal clear and of different colors, and they obviously belonged to a person with special abilities.
And under the crystal core, there were several thick notebooks.
Zhou He said at the right time, "Let's rest here tonight and set off again tomorrow."
Zhuang Mingxu nodded and opened it immediately.
The diary was written by Song Huai from childhood to adulthood. It is not written every day, but mostly about things that are more profound to him, from being called a cripple when he was young, the pain during treatment, his mother's silent tears, his father's silent sighs, to every turning point after the end of the world.
The handwriting develops from the first immature strokes to the gradually revealed pen tips, which is more like the life of a young person.
Zhuang Mingxu focused most of his attention on the records after the apocalypse, from their initial escape to the repeated changes in the base in the later period, and then to the death of Song Huai's parents.
There was no heavy ink to express his sadness, only the wet and dry paper, and the words wet and stained by tears.
Just when Song Huai was powerless to struggle and wanted to die with his parents but was unwilling to go against his mother's last wishes, Luo Qi appeared.
In Song Huai's diary, that was the person who brought him out of the mud. The gratitude in his heart could not be expressed by just a few words "I have been kind to him".
When Luo Qi started to rescue Song Huai, he told him directly that a high-level healing psychic could cure his legs - this hope supported Song Huai to stay alive.
Knowing that Luo Qi was also looking for a treatment system, Song Huai felt that they had the same goal. Even though his legs and feet were bumpy, he still spared no effort to help Luo Qi, and Luo Qi also helped Song Huai as much as possible.
[Big brother gave me the rare purification crystal cores, I will never let him down].
[My eldest brother said that the flesh and blood of a psychic can restore my legs to normal, but I don’t believe it. 】
【Mom keeps me alive】
[My sister-in-law's massage technique is very good. Combined with the flesh and blood of the psychic, I can feel my nerves reviving, with uncontrollable twitching in the tingling pain].
[I have recovered, and my elder brother and sister-in-law are my family from now on].
…
【This is a scam】
[They are all chess players].
[I'm just a pawn].
We are all pawns! 】
"Something must have happened here. His mood changed a little too quickly." Zhou He frowned as he looked at two dates not far apart.
Zhuang Mingxu nodded and reread the messages before and after his emotional change. He couldn't figure out what had happened for a moment.
"There is too little information. When I go back to Panshui base to inquire about the news, I will focus on asking about the major events that happened in December," Zhou He said.
Zhuang Mingxu nodded, tapping his fingers on his knees unconsciously, and went through the timeline again, asking, "What do you think is the highest level that a mutant could have reached so far without absorbing any crystal cores?"
"At most a little more than B level." Zhou He judged based on what he saw and combined with some of the lower-level psychics in the base.
"Under what circumstances can a B-level psychic be upgraded to become a psychic one step away from S-level in just four months?"
Zhou He was stunned and frowned immediately. He re-read Song Huai's record and asked in a low voice, "Do you think Luo Qi gave Song Huai a superpower crystal core?"
"I don't think so," Zhuang Mingxu said calmly and with a firm tone, "I definitely want to."
"But as far as I know, if a mutant completely relies on himself to upgrade without using crystal cores, the zombie energy in his body is the least, and the success rate of the upgrade is extremely close to 100%. In Song Huai's case, the zombie energy in his body must be very low. In this case, absorbing a large amount of purified crystal cores should not fail, right?" Zhou He asked.
Zhuang Mingxu shook his head. "The purification crystal cores in our base are not completely devoid of zombie energy. They are just reduced to a safe value. Before upgrading, we will first detect the zombie energy in the body because even the purification crystal cores have zombie energy accumulating, but..."
The crystal core of a mutant is different. Its energy circulates through the mutant's body, and the energy contained in it is very suitable for humans to absorb. The crystal core of a mutant with the same energy can enhance superpowers faster than the crystal core of a zombie.
Zhuang Mingxu didn't explain it so clearly. Instead, he said, "According to my statistics, among all the high-level psychics at this stage, Xiaoyi's upgrade speed has always been the fastest, but it took him ten months to upgrade from B-level to S-level. This is the amount he accumulated in the process of fighting zombies every day. What about you?"
"Me?" Zhou He thought about it seriously and said awkwardly, "More than two years."
Zhuang Mingxu tapped the words "Purification Crystal Core" written on Song Huai's notebook and said with certainty, "It is absolutely impossible that he used the Purification Crystal Core."
"So, Luo Qi was lying to him? What's so deceptive about this? Didn't he already know from Gu Sheng's words that they eat the crystal cores and flesh of the superpowers?"
Zhuang Mingxu shook his head. "Look at the time when he first came into contact with Luo Qi. It was in September..."
"The conference of superpowers has not been held yet, and nothing has happened to Gu Sheng, but he appeared at the Panshui base."
"What do you suspect?"
"I suspect... Luo Qi is not one of the people who followed Gu Sheng."
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