Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

The wound on Xie Min's arm had healed, leaving no mark.

That means he has completed the awakening of his superpowers.

The recovery ability of a psychic is several times higher than that of an ordinary person. After their bodies are transformed by their psychic powers, their strength, physical fitness, and senses can be improved, which puts them apart from ordinary people.

As a non-venomous zombie, it seems... it's okay to take a bite.

Anyway, his recovery ability is so strong.

Song Xun touched Xie Min's arm with excitement, not noticing that Xie Min opened his eyes and saw through his thoughts.

The moment it got closer, the arm hanging on the ground quickly raised up and grabbed Song Xun's neck.

“Ah—” Song Xun was so frightened that he even cried out, and backed away. However, Xie Min did not let him go. He stood up from one knee and stared into Song Xun’s panicked eyes: “You want to bite me again.”

Facing Xie Min who had awakened his superpowers, Song Xun's struggle seemed to be of no avail.

Being extremely certain that Xie Min would kill him, he began to yell in an attempt to warn and drive Xie Min away.

I want to achieve the same effect as those zombies outside.

"Roar--"

"Hooho-"

Song Xun's screams echoed in the pharmacy, and the zombies that just passed by outside were scared away.

But it doesn't work when targeting the target.

As if for fun, Xie Min lowered his body and got closer to Song Xun, with interest flashing in his eyes: "Mute?"

Song Xun stopped shouting and glared angrily.

It is common knowledge that the nervous system of zombies is completely destroyed by the virus, their language centers lose their ability, and they cannot speak. Xie Min said this even though he knew the truth. This is a vicious mockery of him.

Song Xun burst out with brute force and rammed his head into Xie Min who was approaching him, his mouth revealing his fangs.

A cold look flashed in Xie Min's eyes, and he drew his sword.

No matter when or where, people who have faced the cruelty of the end of the world since birth will not let down their vigilance.

The first thing Xie Min did the moment he woke up was to pick up the dagger on the ground.

And the zombie was still unaware of anything and had no sense of crisis.

The blade broke through the air, making a slight sound. A moment away from the zombie's pale neck, the knife in Xie Min's hand deviated and stabbed towards the ground.

An ordinary knife cannot cut the tiles, but the force attached to them can easily break them into pieces.

Xie Min released the dagger embedded in the ground. Unable to trace his own actions, he chose to give up the attack and make an emergency evasive move.

But the next moment, his movements stopped and changes appeared in an instant.

Song Xun just kept his head down and gnawed without paying any attention, not realizing that he had come very close to death.

Just as he got close to Xie Min, a transparent ice shield appeared out of thin air and blocked his attack.

Song Xun bumped into it, and his body, which had no sense of pain, actually felt the pressing chill, and his face, which was pressed against the ice shield, became even stiffer due to the freezing.

The ice shield lasts for a very short time, perhaps only a few seconds, and then melts directly in the air.

Song Xun lost his strength and buried his face in Xie Min's neck.

That fragrant and sweet scent lingered in his nose again. Song Xun took the opportunity to bite someone, but was pulled back by the scruff of the neck, getting further and further away from that sweet scent.

He reached out unwillingly, not quite realizing what he was doing, and hugged Xie Min's neck with both hands, stubbornly refusing to leave.

The feeling of hunger gradually grew stronger, and Song Xun could hardly control himself.

Xie Min, who was being hugged by the zombie by the neck, raised his eyes lightly: "If you don't want your hand, I can help you get rid of it."

The voice was so cold that it woke Song Xun up instantly.

Song Xun felt that it was not so difficult to restrain himself and quietly let go.

Xie Min was anxious to confirm what was wrong, so he had no time to play with the zombies.

So Song Xun was tied up and placed in a corner. He could do nothing except move his eyes.

Xie Min is trying out his special abilities.

The illusory ice cone flashed with cold light and broke through the wind to fly towards the shelf five meters away.

When it was about to get close to the target object, the ice cone melted into water and dripped onto the ground.

In the early days of acquiring superpowers, no one can master how to use them right away, and superpowers that have not undergone training and advancement are extremely fragile, so it is good enough to be able to make a sound.

It is extremely rare for Xie Min to be able to conjure up a protective shield for the first time.

But Xie Min himself didn't seem to think so. He was like a robot that never felt tired or bored, training and trying over and over again.

Even when his supernatural power was exhausted and used up, his lips did not stop turning white.

Having grown up among people with special abilities, he certainly understood what the improvement of special abilities depended on, and the critical point of ability exhaustion. He had to forcefully adjust his abilities again and again to stimulate the activity of special abilities and accurately grasp their comprehensiveness.

The feeling of having all the strength in your body exhausted is not pleasant. Your head is splitting with pain and your muscles are swollen and aching, as if they are protesting against stopping.

The opportunity for superpowers to emerge may come from the injection of potions or from the mutation of the virus.

There have been less than five cases of people awakening superpowers after being bitten in the entire country, and the probability is so small that it is almost negligible.

Xie Min knows what he needs, and he cherishes any opportunity to make himself stronger.

He could endure the physical pain, but being weak and powerless was what he could not accept the most.

Song Xun was extremely bored. Apart from the time he spent daydreaming with an empty mind, the only thing he could do was watch Xie Min train.

From the palm-sized shield at the beginning and the ice cones that melted halfway, to the final precise control to cover the entire shelf with ice and squeeze it into scrap metal fragments, this process only took one day.

Nighttime is when zombies are more active, and Xie Min practices on the zombies that are attracted from outside.

The palm-sized ice cone flew into the air and turned into dozens of sharp spikes, shooting out from the gap in the glass door and piercing into the zombie's brow like a positioning navigation system, and finally exploded in the head, turning into bright red thorns.

Without making any noise, the zombies gathered outside the door fell to the ground silently.

Song Xun's mood was now going up and down like a roller coaster. He stared at the zombies with their heads bursting outside and dared not make a sound, for fear of being noticed in the slightest.

If Xie Min pursued the issue, given his several attempts to bite people, his ending might be even worse than those of the ones outside.

Fortunately, Xie Min seemed to have forgotten that there was a lone zombie in the corner. He took out the walkie-talkie and started contacting his teammates.

The communication range of the military walkie-talkie is up to 50 kilometers, and Xie Min quickly contacted them.

"He Ji."

"Thank you, Captain. Thank you, Captain."

The voice on the other end was very excited, and then a different voice interrupted.

"I told you the captain would be fine."

"Captain, where are you now? We'll pick you up."

Xie Min: "Go directly to the destination and meet up on the way."

"Yes."

After ending the call, Xie Min removed the wooden tube inserted horizontally on the glass door handle, apparently preparing to leave.

Song Xun finally let out the breath he had been holding, and the next second he saw Xie Min turn around and walk towards him.

The leather short boots stopped in front of him, and Xie Min bent down to untie the rope.

As he approached, Song Xun seemed to feel a chill approaching, and his teeth chattered. He didn't think Xie Min would be so enthusiastic as to untie the rope for him before leaving.

Xie Min might treat him like the zombies outside to practice, letting him experience the feeling of having his head exploded.