What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

Lu Yize's knowledge from his previous life also confirmed the correctness of this speculation.

Even the Zombie King, who didn't spare any of the superpower cores or crystal cores, only had his superpowers trapped at the sixth level.

On the human side, Zheng Lin was the only superhuman to reach the sixth rank in the previous life, and his advancement almost exhausted the resources of the entire Donggu Base.

However, the result was indeed worthwhile; a sixth-tier ability user ensured at least ten years of peace for the Donggu Base.

“The Donggu Base has done a lot of research, they’ve even been able to summarize the color classification of the ability cores of ability users.” Zhang Wenjing said this in an unfriendly tone.

Different types of ability users have different colored ability cores. For example, the ability core of a water-type ability user tends to be blue, while the ability core of a fire-type ability user tends to be red...

At this moment, Zhang Wenjing was holding a full-page summary report of supernatural abilities, and all the data was obviously derived from people.

Recalling her sister's death, Zhang Wenjing's calm face concealed an uncontrollable madness.

The veins in her body bulged and swelled, and her raised eyes were blood red, stained with hatred.

Zhang Wenjing stared intently at the few sheets of paper in her hand, even revealing her supernatural abilities and displaying extreme aggression.

Faced with her aggressive superpowers, Lu Yize unleashed his own power without hesitation to suppress her.

The pain brought Zhang Wenjing back to her senses. She loosened her tense hands, closed her eyes, and composed herself. "I'm sorry."

Sheng Xue reached out and used her supernatural power to comfort her, while Zhang Wenjing closed her eyes to control her emotions.

Xian Wenrui picked up the few pieces of paper she had crumpled and torn and asked, "Brother Lu, could it be that Chen Mingzhang's base is the one where they capture people for experiments?"

"Not them."

It wasn't Lu Yize who spoke up to explain, but Zhang Wenjing, who had previously lost control.

"If it were them, how could I possibly still cooperate with them?"

Zhang Wenjing had already mentally probed Zheng Lin's memories. He was young, not very wary, and therefore the easiest to spy on.

"They learned from the experiences of their fallen comrades, not from the group that killed my sister."

Zhang Wenjing was somewhat out of control when she saw these messages because these written words reminded her of the terrible memories of being used as a guinea pig in experiments.

"Xian Wenrui, you should also write down these documents," Lu Yize reminded them.

Suddenly called out, Xian Wenrui quickly snapped out of his daze, "Okay, I'll take it to make copies, one for everyone."

Before the apocalypse, Lu Yize stockpiled all the basic supplies. While printing them out, Xian Wenrui muttered to himself, "How come Brother Lu has such complete supplies?"

Fan Jian, who had come to print the paper with him out of boredom, stroked his chin, frowned, and pondered, "You think he might be...?"

"What is it?" Xian Wenrui had a guess in his heart.

"Could it be that he has awakened a precognitive ability? Like, one of those precognitive dreams?" Fan Jian thought about it more and more and felt that this was the case.

Xian Wenrui thought it made some sense. "But who knows, maybe he's been reborn? Look at all the preparations he's made. Maybe he's like in the novels, reborn under the protagonist's halo!"

"Okay, okay, why don't you just say that his spatial ability explosion blew him back to the present?"

"Hiss, it's not impossible. Maybe he's a protagonist who transmigrated from another world. That's how it's portrayed in anime and novels."

The two got more and more outrageous as they talked, and in the end they both felt that their imaginations were so wild they could become screenwriters.

Since his rebirth, Lu Yize has never tried to hide anything, and he doesn't care whether the people around him know or not.

Zhang Wenjing pushed Sheng Xue back into the house. After Sheng Xue treated Zhang Wenjing, her supernatural abilities suddenly became agitated, as if she was about to enter a state of advancement.

Lu Yize put the two power rings into his spatial storage, then went to the warehouse to get some food and medicine before returning to his room.

There was no light inside the room; in the dim light, one could only vaguely see a mess that hadn't been tidied up yet.

Torn clothes lay scattered in the corner. Jiang Yue, her brows slightly furrowed, lay restlessly asleep on the bed.

As the abilities of superhumans continue to advance, their five senses become more acute, allowing them to vaguely see what is in front of them even in the dark.

What should have been a flawless white back is now adorned with scattered marks, and the half-covered blanket carries a lingering sense of trying to conceal something.

Jiang Yue's supple and cool body was hidden under the white sheet, while Lu Yize felt a slight pain in his back.

Lu Yize sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes deep and unfathomable, holding Jiang Yue's fingernails, still stained with blood.

If he weren't a superhuman, he would probably have been infected with the zombie virus by now and turned into a zombie along with her.

Jiang Yue showed absolutely no restraint when she grabbed him; even someone as patient as Lu Yize gasped with his eyes closed when she grabbed him.

As if sensing someone nearby, Jiang Yue opened her eyes with a wary and guarded look, revealing a deathly killing intent. Her fangs were still out of her mouth, but she was already enveloped by a familiar scent.

The moment she realized it was Lu Yize, Jiang Yue secretly retracted her teeth.

Pretending to be harmless as if nothing had happened, her eyes instantly took on a captivating brilliance.

Even though she was bullied like that yesterday, Jiang Yue still moved her head without any hesitation, resting it on Lu Yize's lap, reaching out to hug his waist, and shaking her head while acting coquettishly towards him.

"woke up?"

Lu Yize reached out and touched her hair, feeling Jiang Yue's faint warmth through his fingertips—the warmth of a zombie.

Jiang Yue felt as if fingertips were gently brushing against the back of her ears, causing a slight itch, which then slid down her neck, spine, and so on.

"Get up, let me put some medicine on you."

Jiang Yue only began to feel pain when her inner thigh was touched by cold fingertips, and she released her hand from playing with Lu Yize's clothes.

"Lie down."

Lu Yize's words had no effect. The zombie, who was already in his rebellious phase, not only did not obey, but also got up and kept sniffing Lu Yize.

The corpse seemed to want to cling to Lu Yize, and finally reached out to tear his clothes. Lu Yize grabbed her hand and said, "What, you want to tear another piece of my clothing?"

Feeling guilty and a little guilty, Jiang Yue stared back and forth on the ground, but the now clever Jiang Yue wasn't so easily fooled. "You tear mine too."

Upon hearing this, a smile flickered in Lu Yize's eyes. He bent his knees and grabbed her ankle, where the marks from yesterday's rope and bells still lingered.

Slowly and deliberately touching and outlining the hem of the skirt.

Jiang Yue was not coy at all, nor was she shy or backed down. Instead, she stared at Lu Yize with infatuation, as if she was ready to let him do whatever he wanted.

Lu Yize's fingertips touched her chafed thighs, but his eyes revealed danger as he stared at Jiang Yue, who was neither prey nor hunter, and gently patted her restless legs.

"Behave yourself, I'm going to apply your medicine."