Bright sunlight streamed through the window and shone onto the single bed beside it, casting a long shadow of the person sitting on the bed.
Jiang Yue sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed, trying to understand his superpower. A dozen minutes later, he opened his eyes in surprise. His superpower was actually a copy!
He turned to look at an alarm clock on the bedside table, reached out and picked it up. Concentrating his mind on activating his supernatural power, he could feel an invisible energy immediately enveloping the alarm clock in his hand. In the blink of an eye, the alarm clock in his hand turned into two identical alarm clocks, even the direction of the hands was exactly the same. In fact, after the copied alarm clock appeared, the hands were still ticking away.
He grabbed both alarm clocks and activated his supernatural power again, in the same way, only this time the two alarm clocks turned into four.
Seeing that he could directly double the value instead of replicating it, Jiang Yue was overjoyed. As if he had thought of something, he took out a level-three crystal core from his bedside table, took a deep breath, and activated his supernatural power again.
This time, however, the invisible energy enveloped the crystal core, and the crystal core was also copied. But when the crystal core was copied, he felt dizzy.
The feeling of his body being suddenly drained was really unpleasant, and his brain felt like it was about to explode. He had heard Chen Yu mention this situation before; it was a feeling that would occur when one's superpowers were overdrawn.
He looked down at the level-three crystal core in his hand. It seemed that his copying ability was still limited. He couldn't worry about that now. He could only pick up the crystal core he had just copied and restore his own ability first.
Two hours later, Jiang Yue's face finally stopped being pale. He opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. The pain he had just experienced was the limit of what he could bear. It was several times more painful than a gunshot wound, and he felt as if his head was about to explode at any moment.
Just then, Chen Yu pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that Jiang Yue was awake, he smiled happily. He had come once before, but Jiang Yue was recovering his powers at that time, so he only glanced at him and did not disturb him.
Seeing that Jiang Yue was awake, he went over and sat on the edge of his bed. "How does it feel to awaken your superpower?"
Jiang Yue smiled broadly at Chen Yu, "It feels so good, I feel like I have inexhaustible energy."
Chen Yu could see the joy in his heart. "What kind of superpower did you awaken?"
“Hehe,” Jiang Yue laughed smugly, “I awakened a special ability: copying.”
"Copy?" Chen Yu had never heard of anyone awakening such a superpower. "Copy what?"
Jiang Yue had just recovered his superpowers and was now fully charged, but thinking of the pain he had experienced before, he decided against demonstrating his abilities with a level-three crystal core. Instead, he took a level-one crystal core from his bedside table, held it in his hand, and began to circulate his superpowers. After a short while, one crystal core became two.
Chen Yu's eyes widened in disbelief. It could actually replicate crystal cores?! Did that mean it could replicate all sorts of resources?!
How could he not understand what such a superpower meant to the base? Jiang Yue is only at level one now, but what about when he reaches a higher level? Will the base still lack these things then?
"Quick! Come with me to see the base commander."
Before Jiang Yue could even consider how much supernatural power was consumed in replicating the first-level crystal core, Chen Yu yanked him off the bed. He only had time to put on a pair of slippers before being dragged along for a frantic run towards the base commander's office.
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The lava has been withdrawn for twenty days, and the B City base has long been completed. The style adopted is almost the same as before. At the very edge of the base's city wall, there are only low bungalows, built with the most ordinary mud.
In a simple little house at the far corner of the house, several men were sitting together eating coarse grain pancakes. They wore loose, patched long-sleeved clothes, and their faces, covered by messy long hair, were covered in black dust, making it impossible to tell what they originally looked like.
They each held a palm-sized coarse grain pancake in their hands and ate it with great difficulty. They didn't have the eagerness of someone starving to see food; instead, their faces showed disgust and loathing, as if they were holding poison instead of food.
"Old Li, when are we finally going back? I've had enough of this miserable life! Look at this food! It's so bad even a ghost wouldn't eat it!"
A slightly short man took a bite of the flatbread, drank some water, and ate it down. His throat still ached from the coarse grain. Although he complained, he dared not throw away the flatbread in his hand, because he could only eat two of these flatbreads a day. If he threw it away, he would go hungry. So he could only take another big bite to vent his dissatisfaction.
The person sitting in the very middle had the calmest expression among them. He was Old Li, whom the other person had mentioned earlier. Old Li was just a code name for him; no one knew his real name, everyone just called him that.
Upon hearing what the man had said, Old Li quickly chewed and swallowed the biscuit in his mouth before taking a sip of water and putting his mask back on.
The concentration of smoke and dust in the air is extremely high right now. They have to eat as quickly as possible, otherwise a large amount of smoke and dust will enter their bodies. Many people have already fallen ill due to inhaling too much smoke and dust.
"We've been lying in wait for so long, we certainly can't give up before we get any results. Besides, even if we wanted to go back now, we couldn't. With our strength, how could we cross this boundless ocean, especially since the water is full of mutated beasts?"
His words silenced everyone in the house, and even the food in their hands seemed to have lost its flavor.
Someone couldn't help but say, "But the power of this natural disaster is getting stronger and stronger. If we stay here, we can't guarantee our safety at all. Many of our people have already died or been injured. How much longer can we hold out like this? Will we really be able to return to our hometown before we die?"
"As long as we are still useful, we will never be abandoned. Therefore, we must work harder to dig out useful information. At present, the organization is most concerned about Lin Ruo. As long as we can get key information about her, the organization will definitely recognize us."
"Among these bases, only the B City base has the strongest connection with Lin Ruo, and we must continue to persevere."
When Old Li finished speaking, the people exchanged glances but none of them responded. They weren't newcomers to the B City base; they had already witnessed Lin Ruo's prowess. Moreover, even the Fog Shadow Base, which the organization had nurtured for so long, was no match for her and had been wiped out by her. What could ordinary people like them do?
Old Li looked at these people with their heads down and silent. He narrowed his eyes slightly and sensed the negativity they were displaying.
"Now that things have come to this, we have made our choice and can only go all the way. Giving up would truly be a dead end. Not only will we have to live this kind of life every day, but we also have to be on guard against the organization's retaliation at any time. This is no joke."
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