Chapter 153 - Doomsday Chapter 2
The mountains and rivers seemed to block the way, but then a village appeared amidst the willows and flowers.
The base chief of Longzhao Base has been in a good mood lately.
Because of the sudden appearance of the king beast, he thought that the mission, which had taken a year and resulted in countless losses, had failed and that his most valued subordinate had been sacrificed, and his mood plummeted to rock bottom.
Unexpectedly, as expected of the person he placed high hopes on, Song Jin not only returned alive but also killed that mysterious king beast. Although she must have kept something from saying, the mission was accomplished, and sometimes it was enough for them to turn a blind eye to the process.
With a wave of his hand, the base manager sent over the mission rewards, bonuses, and even the power capsule of the beast that Song Jin had 'killed'.
This mission is extremely dangerous and important, and the rewards are naturally very generous.
Each superpowered beast has a beast pouch, which can be used to make special superpower medicines to restore superpowers, cure diseases, and high-level beasts can even induce superpowers. They are very precious and rare.
Song Jin now possesses one, and it is a very precious space-type ability capsule, the value of which is self-evident.
When the base commander gave it to her, he spoke with righteous indignation. But as soon as he handed it over, he started rubbing his hands together and looked intently at Song Jin: "Song Jin."
It can be made using the abilities of space-type alien beasts, but with current technology, the largest one can only be about one cubic meter, and it is extremely easy to damage, so she did not bring it when she went into the water.
Even if we bring them, it won't change anything. Ordinary weapons aren't very useful against king beasts, and the materials needed for specialized weapons are too rare; there simply aren't enough.
Song Jin has been the team leader for so many years, but she hasn't accumulated many high-level materials. Most of them have to be traded with those unscrupulous merchants in the research institute. With the idea that keeping them would only benefit others, she doesn't have many things on her hands and uses them all to improve herself.
This batch arrived just in time.
She was unusually serious as she sorted through the things, not even looking up, and said, "What about basic supplies? My family's pension?"
The Longzhao Base is quite humane. Every time an individual goes on a mission, in addition to preparing supplies for the individual, supplies are also prepared for their family members. These supplies are based on strength level and points, which can be considered another level of support and a strong alliance.
Married women are given to their spouses, and unmarried women are given to their families. Song Jin was given to the Song family when she was a child, but she has not accepted it for the past ten years since she became an adult.
Thinking of this, Song Jin suddenly realized, her eyes shining brightly: "Can my old ones be replaced?"
The base commander's lips twitched: "Sell me off to make up for it?"
Song Jin pouted: "Forget it then, you're worthless anyway."
She regretted not knowing the cost of daily necessities when she wasn't in charge of the household. Although the subsidies weren't much, they added up over ten years.
The base commander said irritably, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up? I was just about to ask you, once the ability capsule potion is ready, give me a share."
Song Jin packed the items away one by one: "Don't think about it anymore, I'll keep them for later."
Base Commander: "What use are you to keeping it? You're not a space specialist, and you don't know anyone here. Dividing it into two parts wouldn't be much, would it?"
The beast's pouch weighs ten pounds, enough to refine quite a few potions.
Song Jin looked at him expressionlessly.
The base commander said awkwardly, "It's because of the shortage of supplies, Jin Jin. This mission still leaked the information about Feng Shi. Our base can't handle it all. People from other bases will be arriving in a few days. We need to bring something to make things look better..."
Song Jin was too lazy to listen any further. After confirming that nothing was missing, she crossed her arms and swaggered away. After a couple of steps, she turned back and took the plate of supernatural fruits from the table with her.
These are all rare level-six superpower fruits, excellent for nourishing the body.
Take it, take it.
Base Commander: ...
What's wrong with this girl? She's suddenly become so stingy.
What's going on? Are you hiding someone in your house?
Song Jin was unaware of his inner thoughts; if she had known, she would have certainly spoken out with conviction.
Yes, you guessed right, she's someone's in the house now.
She hummed a song to herself as she left the office of government officials, feeling quite pleased with herself, and headed home.
The Longzhao Base is divided into four sections: the communal living area, the residential area, the villa area, and the manor area. As the names suggest, each section is distributed according to the individual's wealth, power, and influence.
However, the manor area is different. Because of its vast size and location outside the base, it is considered a good area, but in reality, it is a free guard area. All the residents inside are high-level superhumans, or even a team, who protect the base layer by layer from afar, so that any danger can be detected immediately.
Team Twelve, like Song Jin's team, lives here.
Because the area is so vast, each district needs to constantly recruit people, whether they are superhumans or ordinary people, as long as they have a skill, they are useful. Once their lives stabilize, they will start families and have children.
And so it went, year after year.
Thirty years have passed since the apocalypse. From the very beginning, there have been three generations, and even four generations, born.
In this era of urgent need for population, the standards for marriage vary from base to base, but the highest is only sixteen, and even at sixteen, there are quite a few people getting married at twelve or thirteen.
Longzhao Base has strict management in all aspects, a good geographical location, and no shortage of supplies, which can guarantee the daily life and safety of residents. It is much better than many other bases.
However, relatively speaking, the base commander has much less power, while the captains of the twelve teams in the base have a lot of say.
As soon as Song Jin came out, she saw someone waiting for her; it was Ning Xin, the vice-captain of her team.
Ning Xin is a water-type ability user who had her hand bitten off last time. Her hand has grown back. At this moment, she is wearing a light blue long-sleeved dress, her black hair is flowing, and she is standing there with her head down, holding her hands. She looks very quiet and well-behaved.
That's not the case at all. She has the most volatile temper in the team, and once she gets stubborn, nothing can stop her.
Coincidentally, Song Jin disliked people who tried to reason with her. If they couldn't be reasoned with, she would beat them up. Since she couldn't beat them, she would just make them listen. Over the years, she had always subdued people with force, and the effect was very remarkable. Seeing this person's appearance, she raised her eyebrows.
Song Jin: "Why did you come over?"
Ning Xin clutched her sleeve, her eyes darting around: "Come on, I'll come and get you."
Song Jin curled her lips into a smile: "Tell me, what despicable thing have you done?"
Ning Xin was hesitant and awkward.
Song Jin gently raised her hand.
Ning Xin's face turned pale, and she suddenly took two steps back, speaking rapidly: "Huang Huang ate high-grade exotic beast meat, and fainted."
Half a month ago, their captain not only escaped death from the attack of the king beast, but also brought back a skinny, useless tiger that looked like it hadn't done much good, and named it Huanghuang.
Although they couldn't understand it, since they had brought it back, they treated it like their own tiger, playing with it and feeding it from time to time. In just half a month, the originally skinny tiger became round and plump, meowing at people, and it had become a cat-tiger.
Ning Xin often fed her, and today, after hunting a high-level exotic beast, she couldn't resist feeding her some as it rubbed against her. However, Huang Huang is just an ordinary tiger; for it to eat high-level exotic meat is like using lightning to charge a small battery.
It's about to explode.
Facing Song Jin's death stare, Ning Xin twisted her fingers and struggled to say, "I only continued feeding it because I saw it was fine after eating."
Song Jin sneered: "You call this nothing?"
After saying that, she ignored everyone, walked to the SUV on the side, and drove away.
Ning Xin sighed twice and had no choice but to rush up and jump onto the roof of the car. Looking at the open window, she wanted to climb in, but felt guilty, so she simply sat on the roof and rode all the way back to the area where Team Twelve was located.
Although it's called a manor, it's actually more like a small residential area. In the very center is Song Jin's villa, surrounded by other main combat team members, and further out are other reserve team members, as well as logistics personnel.
To be honest, Song Jin felt that it was more like a village than a manor.
Though small, the sparrow has all the vital organs.
Although those villages in the past probably didn't have such a high mortality rate, and people wouldn't be dying every day like they are now.
As she drove, she glanced at the people sweeping the roadside and asked, "Did they change people again?"
Ning Xin, who was on the roof of the car, immediately poked her head in: "It's been changed. I wasn't careful when clearing the grass and got pricked by poisonous weeds. I probably can't save my leg."
It could actually be saved with a high-grade potion. But those things are very expensive, and even the most dedicated team members who risk their lives can't use them casually, let alone these logistics personnel who are only responsible for cleaning.
Song Jin nodded slightly: "Hey, how's the cooking going?"
Ning Xin scratched her head: "Which one? The one with the fishbone wound and infection, or the one with the superpower riot?"
Song Jin: "...Roast chicken is tastier."
Ning Xin suddenly realized, and said with pity, "He's dead."
Song Jin: "Was he trampled to death by a chicken?"
In the apocalypse, there are mutated chickens, some as big as rhinos, capable of crushing people.
“My wife and I took the kids out to fly kites, but the kids were snatched away by a super-powered eagle. The couple couldn’t take it and committed suicide.” Ning Xin said, while carefully observing Song Jin’s expression.
Children born in the apocalypse are actually quite precious. For orphans without parents, the days spent in orphanages are arguably the happiest time of their lives.
Those raised by their parents are mostly their precious treasures, especially those children born with powerful special abilities, who are cherished and pampered.
For example, Ning Xin himself.
Song Jin glanced at her and said indifferently, "What a pity."
Ning Xin shrank back, looking embarrassed: "It is indeed a pity."
They remained silent for the rest of the journey, and the car drove directly into the yard. A large group of people were gathered in the yard, but upon hearing the car, they all pretended to be nonchalant and left.
Go to the edge of the yard.
Not too far, not too close—just right for watching the excitement, and just right for avoiding risks.
Song Jin narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping across their faces one by one, making a mental note of them to settle scores later. Now, she walked to the spot where the group had initially gathered, looking at the man and tiger crouching there.
Why did you come out?
Qi Zheng squatted down beside Huang Huang, holding its paws which had doubled in size, and his dark eyes rippled with emotion: "It ran upstairs, and I was worried it would burn the house down, so I brought it down."
Song Jin walked over and squatted down, pinching the yellowish round ears. Its fur was originally golden, but now it was like flames, harder to the touch, and a little hot.
A smile played on her lips: "I've awakened my fire ability. All those good meals I've eaten these past few days weren't for nothing."
If she really wanted to keep a docile, stay-at-home pet, she could have raised several mountains by now. Bringing the tiger back before was purely to use it to manipulate others.
Song Jin looked at Qi Zheng.
On the day he was in the lake, he had waist-length hair and was exceptionally handsome. Now, he had short, neat hair and wore a black, tight-fitting combat suit. His shoulders and legs were well-defined, and he exuded a dignified and righteous aura. He was a sight to behold.
That day, before Song Jin left with Huang Huang, she told him his name and base, and even left behind a map and a digital watch, because she was certain that he would come back to find her.
She was right.
This person suddenly appeared naked in the deep water. His origins are strange. It is very likely that he is not one of them. He came here alone and helpless. The only familiar person, Hu, was taken away by her. The only nearby place is the Longzhao Base.
He either lives as a wild man in the mountains, feeding strange beasts, or he comes to find her.
Song Jin admired his intelligence and had kept him in the room for the past two days, letting him read books, research information, and learn about the situation. He could also eat the meals she cooked. She was very happy keeping him like a mistress in a golden cage.
She had only gone out once, and now she was being dragged out and surrounded by so many people. She was a little displeased and glanced at the culprit, Ning Xin, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, if she runs away, who will compensate her?
She rarely wants to support anyone, but this is a bunch of clueless idiots.
Ning Xin felt a little intimidated by her gaze, and her legs went weak at the thought of the training ahead. But the pain was for later, and the gossip was right in front of her. With everyone's expectations in mind, she cleared her throat and asked, "Captain, who is he? How come we've never seen him before?"
Song Jinliang said coldly, "Who he is has nothing to do with you. Get out! You, you, you, all of you, go to the training area and wait for me."
Everyone present: ...
The suffering came too quickly; let them gossip about it first.
Song Jin didn't care about satisfying their curiosity. Starting with zero frames, an invisible wind blade swept past, and Ning Xin and the others instantly changed their expressions, some running away and others flying away, disappearing without a trace in no time.
She nodded in satisfaction and was about to withdraw her hand when she turned her head and met Qi Zheng's dark eyes. With a thought, she turned her hand and the wind blade began to appear, gradually forming a whirlwind.
From the size of a palm to two meters in height, and then to the size of a house.
She switched roles with ease.
Qi Zheng watched the magical ability silently for a while, then asked in a deep voice, "Can I slash it with my sword?"
Song Jin raised an eyebrow: "Of course."
Qi Zheng glanced sideways: "Would it be harmful to you?"
Song Jin chuckled: "How could that be? Superpowers are superpowers, and I am me. Where did you grow up? How come you don't know anything about me?"
Qi Zheng did not answer. He picked up his sword, stood up, and walked to the whirlwind that was as tall as him. Without using his internal energy, he slashed directly with his sword. It was like going against the current. He used all his strength but could not break through it. It was like being stuck in cotton and unable to move.
This superpower is terrifying.
He turned to look at Song Jin again and saw that she was sitting half on the ground, smiling the whole time, with no change in expression. He knew that she hadn't used her real skills at all, but even so, it was terrifying enough.
Qi Zheng took a deep breath, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he channeled his inner strength into his hands.
One percent, nothing changed.
Thirty percent, half of it was chopped in.
It's about 50% full, just about to break through.
But even after it broke open, the whirlwind quickly closed again.
His heart sank.
This world is more terrifying than he imagined.
In his time, his internal strength was already top-notch. But here, people of his level are everywhere, including not only humans but also monsters. One careless move and you could easily lose your life.
It is both terrifying and incredibly tempting.
As a swordsman, he hadn't used his full strength for many, many years, fearing that if he lost control and wasn't careful, he would lose a hand or foot, or even his life.
But here, severed arms can regenerate, and there are numerous monsters to fight with all your might.
Qi Zheng stared at the whirlwind that had reformed and was spinning like a top. With a thought, he picked up his sword again. This time, he directly released his inner force and, with the simplest sword technique, made a clean slash. The iron sword seemed to hit a stone.
With a loud bang, the whirlwind dissipated.
Song Jin whistled, clapped his hands, and exclaimed, "Not bad, not bad! This swordsmanship looks like someone who's worked hard, trained since childhood?"
Qi Zheng nodded: "Exactly."
Looking at him holding the sword and listening to his refined speech, Song Jin suddenly teased, "Don't be so naive, with your long hair and sword, you look like an ancient knight-errant. Did you travel from ancient times?"
Qi Zheng looked at her quietly and said solemnly, "Miss Song guessed correctly. I come from ancient times."
Song Jin stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, I must say, you're quite humorous."
Qi Zheng: ...
[Author's Note]
Song Jin: We kissed and hugged, so how can we not be together?
Qi Zheng: ...
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