At 9 o'clock sharp, the Chu siblings in room 302 were still sleeping when they heard the long-awaited doorbell ring, and they were so startled that they bumped into each other.
Chu Yang scrambled to the door, kicking over a trash can in the process. Just as he was about to peek through the peephole to see who was outside, he heard someone speaking on the intercom by the door.
She is the owner of apartment 301, a middle-aged woman who currently lives alone.
She waved her phone at the camera, showing the time on it, and said in a serious tone, "We're heading to Base Five. If you want to come together, hurry up and come out. The truck will be downstairs in three and a half minutes. We won't wait for you if you're late."
When Chu Yang opened the door, the woman had already headed towards the stairwell. Someone in the stairwell whispered to her, "Did you remind 302?"
"I just said that."
Chu Rongrong smoothed her long hair and walked to the door. She looked at her younger brother and instinctively wanted to go to the dressing table, but he pulled her back forcefully.
"What time is it for your mother? You're still worried about your appearance. Don't even bother changing your clothes. Grab your coat, put on your shoes, and get out of here."
Three minutes was not enough time to do anything. There was only rice left in the house, and they didn't have time to find medicine. They were also afraid that the car would run away, so the two of them quickly dressed and went out.
This will be the beginning of their suffering.
...
In fact, according to the timeline, the day after the country announced the base news, some areas should have experienced power outages, followed by internet outages.
But things have changed in this life.
Before setting off to find Simon Hui, Di Xiu had 001 distribute the cultivation method he had developed to governments and military forces in various regions. Although it lacked extensive clinical trials, it should be applicable to all superhumans.
To put it bluntly, this technique only attracts spiritual energy and has a built-in filtering function.
There is also a body-refining technique, which is for non-superpowered individuals.
The government sent people to maintain the nuclear and hydroelectric power plants, but power outages still occurred in the timeline... Emperor Xiu couldn't create clones and had no way of knowing exactly which side had the problem, so he could only help the people of this world from another perspective.
The main problem is that power outages are indeed quite inconvenient.
Seeing many people venting their negative emotions against the official account online, 001 felt a little annoyed. She turned her head and blinked her starry eyes at Di Xiu, muttering, "Little Xiu Xiu, I really want to curse back."
Like his fellow mission takers, 001, as an outsider, lacks a sense of belonging to these worlds, but that doesn't stop him from disliking certain people's words.
Di Xiu drove his modified car, weaving through the haphazard obstacles on the highway, and casually ruffled his hair on the head: "Do as you please."
"Okay." 001 immediately beamed with joy, and the comment section in front of her scrolled quickly, with a reply appearing under every random comment.
Twenty minutes later, the car slowly came to a stop about 200 meters from the service area. 001, who was arguing with netizens, was taken aback: "Why did you stop here? Weren't we going to refuel?"
"Someone has scattered nails ahead."
001 looked down and immediately exploded, his eyes widening as he roared, "Which scoundrel has planted nails here? Are they trying to kill us?"
Upon closer inspection, a tire on a nearby car was abnormally flat, indicating that someone had already been attacked. There was no one inside, suggesting the situation was likely dire.
Emperor Xiu expanded the range of his divine sense and "saw" the situation in the service area ahead: ten living people and a pile of corpses.
001 also "saw" it, her little face immediately wrinkled up, and then she said seriously, "They have guns. I identified them, and those seven men are escaped criminals. They had already committed murder before they broke into the prison."
In the apocalypse, danger comes not only from zombies, but also from people, especially these inherently vicious criminals.
"They also have superpowers."
001 nodded.
They not only knew they had superpowers, but they also mastered them very well, better than most superpowered individuals today, and managed to clear out a safe space in the service area.
They are skilled and have superpowers, making them the kind of "talents" that various bases are willing to recruit in the mid-to-late stages of the apocalypse. But now they are killing people everywhere, scattering nails on the road to cause trouble, and reveling in this world where order has been destroyed.
However, such people are indeed more adapted to the apocalypse and can live better.
Just as 001 was about to ask how to deal with it, he caught a noticeable energy fluctuation in the surroundings. In his "vision," the seven people suddenly collapsed, their life force slowly dissipating.
Seeing this, the three women in the corner did not react at all.
Di Xiu left the car there and walked into the service area, stepping on the heads of zombies and the roof of the car.
Ten minutes later, when he came out again, he was followed by the three women, three beautiful women. Each of them carried a bag, held a hammer or sledgehammer in one hand, and wolfed down compressed biscuits in the other.
They were wearing clean clothes stripped from the criminals, their hair was disheveled, and you could see their bloody scalps underneath. Of the exposed skin, only their faces were relatively intact; the rest of their bodies looked like they had been punched and kicked.
As they emerged from the service area, they slowly raised their heads, sunlight reflecting into their eyes, mingling with tears.
However, Di Xiu didn't give them much time to be sad. He led them to his car and said, "Clean up the nails on the ground."
001 asked doubtfully, "Are you sure this is okay? Given their current situation..."
"Giving them something to do is probably better than letting them be idle."
001 thought about it and it seemed to be true, but she still couldn't help asking him, "Then what are you doing?"
Di Xiu showed 001 what he was going to do through his actions.
He kept a distance from the three people, dealing with the approaching zombies while talking to 001: "First, I think the probability of women awakening superpowers in this world seems too low."
001's mind raced through timelines, and names of various superhumans came to mind. After a long while, he nodded solemnly.
"Among the powerful superhumans, there isn't a single woman. Perhaps it's because Ximen Hui wouldn't be able to control a woman who is too powerful?"
That's hard to say.
The three men packed the nails in a box and gave it to Di Xiu, who then said, "I want to verify a hypothesis, and I need someone to help me?"
The three looked at each other, puzzled, wary, or suspicious.
The one who handed over the box, who was also the tallest of the three, gritted his teeth, suppressed his chaotic and bad thoughts, and simply said, "I'll do it. Big brother, just tell me what you need, even if it costs me my life."
Di Xiu stretched out his hand to her, palm facing up.
The tall girl wasn't sure what he meant, so she tentatively reached out and placed her hand in his palm. But he didn't do anything, so she asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to hurry? The zombies are coming soon."
Three seconds later, Di Xiu nodded: "Okay. Find a car and let's go."
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