Xia Chen's powers had only recently awakened, and he wasn't yet proficient in their use. Furthermore, his powers didn't seem well-suited for attacking. They were fine against ordinary zombies, but they were completely powerless against elite zombies. As he fell unconscious after being repeatedly struck by an elite zombie, Xia Chen thought he might never wake up again.
Aside from feeling slightly tired, he didn't feel any discomfort. Xia Chen vaguely remembered that he had multiple injuries on his legs, back, arms, and abdomen, but when he checked the locations of the injuries, there wasn't even a scar. He thought he was probably dead. At this moment, a projection window popped up in front of him.
[The usage time has reached 60 minutes. Do I need to continue using it? ]
What is this? Xia Chen didn't dare to confirm it casually, so he clicked [No].
Xia Chen tried to mobilize his supernatural powers and found they were still there, and seemed to be working more smoothly. He looked around. The furnishings in the room were rather sparse. Besides the bed he had been lying on, there were only two chairs. It didn't seem like the afterlife.
Did I travel through time?
Xia Chen was brooding over what he would do if he were to travel through time and become the protagonist. He opened the door to the medical room and saw his good friend Yang Yiwei sitting on the sofa, chewing on a bag of compressed biscuits. He heard the noise and looked over at him, sizing him up and down.
"You're awake, how do you feel now?"
"I feel fine. I remember we encountered an elite zombie before, and I was seriously injured, and then..." Seeing that there was no one else besides Yang Yiwei, Xia Chen hesitated. "Where are the others?"
"It's all gone." Yang Yiwei turned his head away, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the shadow.
"Want to eat?" Yang Yiwei pulled out a new pack of compressed biscuits and handed it to Xia Chen, then began to recount what had happened. Speaking about the treatment station, he lowered his voice and said, "This place should be backed by a large organization. Based on my judgment, it's most likely affiliated with some official department."
"I've only seen one person here." The compressed biscuits were so dry that Yang Yiwei swallowed his saliva, a look of mystery on his face. "She could easily drive off a dozen ordinary zombies, and I didn't even see any signs of her attack. She's resting inside now." He pointed to the door to Eryi's personal lounge. "She healed your injuries. At the time, your wounds were so deep that you could see the bone, and the ability to recover from a psychic's physical recovery had already failed. But it only took a few minutes to recover from your worst condition."
Xia Chen listened and nodded. It turned out that he didn't travel through time, nor did he get the protagonist's script.
"She only collected some crystal cores to cure you." Yang Yiwei added, "They are the crystals we found inside the zombies before. I've been wondering if these crystal cores are related to her great strength. We must collect more when we see them in the future."
"good."
Perhaps the authorities had discovered the usefulness of the crystal cores and sent people out to collect them. This could also provide recovery services for those with special abilities, increasing their survival rate – killing two birds with one stone. The more Yang Yiwei thought about it, the more he felt he had discovered the truth. It was plausible.
…
The next morning, after saying goodbye to Eryi, they left. Eryi reminded him to spread the word when he met other survivors and to come to her if he needed anything. They still had 35 healing coins with her that hadn't been spent.
After the two men left, people began to arrive, including those with special abilities and ordinary people. But they didn't seem to be seeking treatment, more like they were there to see something rare. Most of them just glanced from a distance and then left. It's unclear what these two men had promoted to her after they left.
Occasionally, one or two people would come in curiously to try out the healing spell and leave in amazement. During this time, they would stare at Eryi, leaving her bewildered.
Regardless, the energy needed to maintain the system's basic activity was already steadily being generated. Unfortunately, the patients who visited the hospital only used treatments once or twice at most, leaving the nursing chairs and treatment beds largely unused. Eryi pondered how to earn more energy.
…
A week later, news arrived from other cities that the first Level 2 psychic had emerged. People realized that the crystal cores, previously thought useless, could actually increase psychic power and strength, and people from all walks of life were eager to try their luck.
Because of his previous contact with Er Yi, Yang Yiwei had consciously collected a large number of crystal cores. When no one knew the function of the crystal cores, he could even exchange them with water and food, so he had a lot of resources. Now that he knew how to use them, he and Xia Chen stockpiled food and hid in the house to quietly improve their supernatural power level.
In the apocalypse, the scramble for food and water resources was a daily occurrence. With the spread of this news, the conflict over crystal cores intensified. Crystal cores had become the new hard currency.
…
Cen Zhu left the team.
Cen Zhu is a first-level water-based psychic. Since the apocalypse, most water resources have been polluted and rendered undrinkable. However, thanks to her awakened water-based psychic ability, she not only has enough drinking water for herself, but also joins a relatively strong team. By using her psychic ability to provide a certain amount of water daily, she can obtain enough food to survive without having to fight zombies.
But as a woman, she could no longer tolerate the team's rules.
When the apocalypse arrives, not many humans can awaken superpowers; most are ordinary people. And some ordinary women, still somewhat attractive, are forced to sacrifice their bodies to survive. If it were a consensual transaction, she would have turned a blind eye.
That day, while their group was out searching for food, they dismantled the door of a grocery store. A young couple lived inside. The store had a large supply of food, and they had agreed that the couple would hand over the food and join the group for protection. This was a deal that was semi-coerced.
That night, the young wife was taken away by a person with special abilities. She struggled so hard that Cen Zhu couldn't help but step forward to stop the person.
Dirty words came at her, and in the end she couldn't stop them.
The psychic allowed the young wife to choose whether to follow him. If she refused, they would be kicked out of the group once the food they provided was consumed. If she followed him, she could survive the apocalypse.
Between her husband who was knocked to the ground and unable to move after being punched while trying to protect her and the person with superpowers, she finally chose the person with superpowers.
For the next few days, the young wife kept avoiding her.
Cen Zhu felt that this shouldn't be the case and began to think about leaving.
Cen Zhu was the only water-based psychic in the team who could provide water resources, and the other psychics would not agree to her request to leave the team. So, taking advantage of the night, she escaped.
A first-level water-based mutant can only release a few abilities. Even if he encounters zombies during the day, he can only take a detour, not to mention at night when zombies are more active.
Originally, Cen Zhu had thought she'd leave her team's daily activities and figure things out step by step. However, since she'd gained supernatural powers during the apocalypse, she'd rarely acted alone. She overestimated her abilities and quickly found herself in trouble.
She was accidentally scratched by a zombie cat, and her back was burning with pain. Perhaps because the scratch was in a bad place, the bleeding would not stop. Zombies, smelling the blood, gradually gathered in her direction.
Cen Zhu ran for her life, and in the end, she managed to leave quite a few zombies behind. When she slowed down, gasping for breath, she found that the density of zombies around her had decreased significantly, and the surrounding buildings seemed familiar.
At this moment, Cen Zhu recalled a recent hot topic among survivors in City S. A major force had built a healing station at the former largest hospital in City S, housing a rare healing psychic. Those with serious injuries who couldn't be treated could go there and provide crystal cores for help.
She recognized this place.
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