Even after a heated argument that seemed to be aimed at each other, Chu Rongrong and Chu Yang, these two unfortunate siblings, ultimately maintained a semblance of harmony.
Online, people proudly announced that they had awakened superpowers, and there were even videos to prove it. After Chu Yang learned that the apocalypse they were experiencing had superpowers, he was very excited, and his fantasies of slaughtering everyone resurfaced.
But after holding their breath for a while, the siblings didn't sense any special abilities and fell into fear again, then became angry at the injustice of fate.
Why do others have superpowers but they don't?
Online individuals with superpowers banded together and came to the conclusion that the appearance of superpowers was related to fever, but fever also had a chance of turning into a zombie. They couldn't help but feel fortunate to be alive, thinking that they might just be the chosen ones.
However, these things have nothing to do with "Muggles" who don't have superpowers.
The Chu siblings ate instant noodles for three days and rice for four days, finally getting the government to speak out again, but the result did not make them happy.
"Why not send troops to protect us? Aren't soldiers supposed to protect us, their citizens?"
Many people share the same thoughts as the Chu siblings.
They disliked living in constant fear, but dared not risk going to the base. They weren't even content with the status quo; they just hoped to be rescued.
That evening, the government responded to the public, calling on everyone to be brave and work together to overcome the difficulties.
The next day, someone in the residents' group chat of Chu Rongrong's neighborhood suggested that they go to the survivor base together, stick together for warmth, and look out for each other on the way.
This person claimed to be a fire-type ability user and wrote a touching essay, hoping that all survivors could help each other and proposing that all ability users take on the role of protectors to help more of their compatriots survive.
Many of the superhumans also had family members, and under his encouragement, they all stepped forward and agreed.
The group was unusually lively, but Chu Rongrong didn't receive the message because she disliked dealing with trivial matters. Wang Hao had joined the group at the time.
First, they counted the number of people in each building. When they got to building 11 where Wang Hao lived, someone said, "There seemed to be some noise in apartment 302 downstairs a couple of days ago, but I didn't see anyone from their apartment. Should I go and call them?"
The owner of apartment 301 pursed his lips and tapped his thumb on the keyboard: "The young couple who live in apartment 302, the man went out seven or eight days ago and hasn't come back, I guess he's gone. I've seen the woman a few times, she's pretty dramatic, I don't know who she was arguing with a couple of days ago."
The fire-type ability user spoke up: "Let's still call out to each other. We're all compatriots, and life isn't easy for anyone in this world."
The person in 11-401 chimed in: "402, what are you going to do with your little one? Don't let him cry on the road and attract zombies to kill us."
Many people were immediately alarmed and started criticizing apartment 402 in the group chat. The owner of the apartment quickly said, "My wife and I will take good care of our baby, so please don't worry."
"What if he cries?"
"Yeah, yeah."
The couple in room 402 looked at the baby in the cradle next to them with bitter expressions.
After hesitating for a long time, the husband, with red eyes, lowered his head and typed a message: "I have sleeping pills at home."
The homeowners holding their phones looked at the message, typed away on their keyboards, but ultimately didn't say anything to dissuade him. The fire-elemental ability user also remained silent.
Humans are inherently selfish. From the moment the end times arrive, anything that hinders their survival becomes an enemy.
Four other families also had children, and after being called out, they all swore oaths to ensure their safety.
The fire-type ability user was looking for truck drivers in the group again, planning to gather all the ability users to find a truck. He was indeed quite capable, not only bringing out all the ability users, but also finding six drivers with C1 or B2 licenses.
The truck was parked in the square in the middle of the residential area.
Although Chu Rongrong and Chu Yang were unaware of the message in the group chat, they heard the sound of a car driving. They cautiously peeked through the gap in the curtains, full of questions, but dared not open the window to call out and ask what was going on.
They felt abandoned, their hearts pounding heavily, a burning anxiety gripping them.
In the residents' group chat, the fire-elemental ability user said, "Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, everyone in each building should get ready to gather downstairs. We'll drive to pick you up. I'll post the routes for the six cars in the group later, so please take note of them. Also, here are my estimated arrival times for each building. Please keep track of these times and don't be late. It's best not to take the elevator. Residents of higher floors, please remember to leave early. In case of emergencies, I can only apologize if you're late."
"Everyone, prepare food, water, and medicine today. Don't bring anything else you don't need. Try to travel light. There are only six vehicles, so space is limited. People are more important than things. I'm warning you, anyone who causes trouble or harms others will be thrown out. Also, remember to bring weapons. There are only thirteen superhumans, so we can't take care of everyone. Zombies aren't as difficult to deal with as you think. If everyone does their part, our chances of survival will be much greater."
"Finally, let me say this: in this world, no one can survive alone."
001, who was watching the screen, silently disagreed, thinking to himself that his mission takers could do it without using their special abilities or divine sense, just by using an iron rod to fight their way in and out of a horde of zombies.
In room 302 of building 11, Chu Rongrong and Chu Yang discussed the situation below in hushed tones.
Chu Yang stared intently at the direction the vehicles had last disappeared in: "Three large trucks and three medium trucks, enough to carry at least a hundred or two people. Are some of them planning to go to the base?"
Chu Rongrong bit her lip and said with dissatisfaction, "There are so many people, they must be organized. Why didn't anyone come to call us?"
"Sister, do you have the property management's contact information?"
"No, Wang Hao has always been in charge of these things."
Chu Yang's face was grim. He remained silent for a while, his mind a jumble of thoughts. He glanced at her dark circles, which even concealer and foundation couldn't hide, and a surge of anger rose in his chest, rising to his throat: "You wicked woman, what else can you do all day but ruin your face?"
Chu Rongrong's temper flared up immediately: "You're a perfectly healthy man, what can you do all day except play games and use your phone? At least I can earn a living by protecting my reputation, but you just give money away to others when you play games."
Chu Yang scoffed, "Then where's your meal ticket? If you're so capable, find a superhuman to be your meal ticket."
The two argued for half an hour, and the neighbors could faintly hear them. They were hesitant about whether to go and remind them, but now they gave up and decided to call them when they left tomorrow morning.
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