Post-Apocalyptic Rebirth: The Ghost Guanyin Transforms into a God

The mutant had been there for too long, and many of its tentacles were embedded in the wall. They were pulled out during the fight, and with the aftershocks of the explosion, Miao Yin only found out that many places outside had collapsed when she came out. Fortunately, there were load-bearing pillars supporting it.

They searched around and finally found a downward passage in a place piled with stones, but now the path was completely filled with stones.

When they returned to the second floor, they saw that the passageway they had just fallen through was also half-buried due to the tremors.

“We’re trapped,” Miao Yin said.

"Just dig the rock open," Tu said nonchalantly.

"Let's wait a bit and see if Ling will come down."

"Aren't you afraid something will happen to her?"

“You Wenwen is a healer; as long as she doesn’t die, she can be brought back to life. Moreover, with Ling’s special abilities, killing her? That’s difficult.”

Remembering Ling's menacing thorns, Tu Hao asked, "How high is her level?"

"Right now... Grade A."

At this point in time, the scientists had just discovered the success of the experiment, and the Type 4 drug had not yet been abused. Ling's current situation is that after injecting the drug, her superpowers surged to Grade A, and then began to grow at a steady rate.

Miao Yin had seen Ling use her powers before; her condition was very stable, so the diluted medicine she had specially saved was not needed.

Based on the growth rate of her superpowers that she was told about in her previous life, it shouldn't be long before Ling breaks through to S-rank.

This is incredible! Type 4 potion, who could resist such temptation?

"Rank A? How did her abilities level up so quickly?"

Tu Hao's ability is still at level B, which is already much faster than other ability users of the same period.

Currently, most people with superpowers are still at the D or C level, trapped in a vicious cycle with the deformed people from which they cannot escape.

Miao Yin did not reveal the existence of the potion, but replied, "Single wood-type abilities naturally level up faster than ours."

"How do I compare to you?" Tu Hao asked abruptly.

Come to think of it, he seemed to have never seen Miao Yin go all out. When facing some of the stronger mutants, she always defeated them with clever tricks, just like the mutant just now.

"In terms of level, we are the same, but in terms of superpower attributes, I am the one who counters her," Miao Yin said calmly.

Well, it seems the plan to turn Ling against his allies is useless. Tu Hao thought to himself.

Miao Yin looked up at the ceiling, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Has it been going on for so long? Are you planning to demolish the building?"

With Ling's special ability, this dispute should be resolved in three minutes at most.

After thinking for a moment, Miao Yin pointed to the place where they had come down and said, "Tu Hao, go and move the stones to clear the passage."

"Tsk, making me do hard labor again." Tu said impatiently, walking forward to start clearing the stones.

It has to be said that the threat of seeing the curse is quite effective; as a result, the habit has gradually formed.

Miao Yin sat down at the table and watched him work with boredom.

The heavy pebbles were as light as toys in his hands; he easily cleared away most of them, and the remaining ones were left unattended.

Tu Hao clapped his hands, brushed the dust off his clothes, and sat down on the table to rest.

The fight upstairs seemed to be very intense, and the entire building was shaking with a dull tremor; even those on the first floor could feel the commotion.

The shaking stopped, and the plaster stopped falling. Then, a clattering sound came from above the passageway as the heavy object fell to the ground.

Miao Yin looked up and saw white thorns rushing out of the narrow doorway. Through the open opening, You Wenwen was pushed out and fell to the ground.

Her clothes were soaked in blood!

"Injured?" Miao Yin raised an eyebrow, jumped off the table and walked towards her, flames raging on her wrist.

"Wenwen, get up!"

Ling suddenly appeared behind her, holding a knife in one hand. Her long, snow-white hair was disheveled behind her, and there were several knife cuts on her exposed arm.

One of her feet seemed to be injured as well, with bloodstains visible on her knee. She couldn't put any weight on it and almost fell when she came out.

She grabbed You Wenwen and pulled her up from the ground. The moment she looked up, she met Miao Yin's dark eyes.

"Get out of the way," she commanded curtly.

The snow-white thorns wrapped around You Wenwen's waist, and Ling pulled her to hide behind the wall. The thorns behind them wove a white net in the passage.

Behind the net, an unidentified creature was ferociously and violently hacking at the thorns.

Under repeated heavy blows, the snow-covered thorns broke continuously and were on the verge of collapse.

"Ling, turn off the superpowers," Miao Yin said.

She raised her hand, and the flames instantly transformed into dozens of arrows, aimed at the passage.

"Be careful."

As Ling spoke, she withdrew her superpower.

The thorns blocking the way vanished suddenly, and the unknown creature, having lost its target, slammed its axe heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

“This is…” Miao Yin tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with surprise.

Standing in front of her was a humanoid creature that was roughly rectangular.

He wore a tall red and white hat, a blue undershirt, and a red and yellow knight's coat, all neatly buttoned up. His leather belt was adorned with gold ornaments, and he was radiant from head to toe.

It held a huge battle axe in one hand and a white ribbon in the other, its face contorted with rage, and its golden hair flowed like waves in the invisible air currents.

“The Jack of Hearts!” Miao Yin recognized it immediately.

In her past life, there were a few people in her team who loved playing cards. When they were bored, they would take out a worn-out deck of cards with folded corners from their bags, sit down on the ground, and start playing cards.

When Miao Yin first saw this thing, she was very curious. She played a few rounds with them and found it more and more interesting. She quickly went from a complete novice to a master who could dominate the card table.

Later, while searching for supplies, he even went out of his way to find a new deck of cards to play with, and only after he got tired of it did he throw the cards to his teammates.

She was very familiar with the appearance of these cards: holding a battle axe and a sash, dressed in knight's attire. Wasn't this the Jack of Hearts from the card game?

It actually jumped out of the playing cards!

"What the hell is this thing?" Even Tu Hao was shocked.

The Jack of Hearts, wielding a battle axe, its blue eyes blazing with murderous intent, its face contorted with extreme rage, roared and swung the axe at Miao Yin.

Miao Yin was already prepared, and a dozen flaming arrows shot towards it instantly. The fierce flames, accompanied by a huge impact, exploded into a large number of sparks on its body.

The Jack of Hearts was slammed to the ground, and the battle axe fell to the ground.

The next moment, it disappeared from here.

"Interesting, is this Su Yongfeng's special ability?" Miao Yin looked at Ling with great interest.

"Yes," Ling replied, helping You Wenwen sit down on the ground.

Yu Wenwen was slashed in the back, and the pain was excruciating. Her face was pale, and she couldn't help but shed tears. Her fingers, which were gripping her clothes, trembled uncontrollably.

"Quickly heal yourself," Miao Yin said.

Yu Wenwen cried as he activated Fengchun. The injured area emitted a light green light, and the horrifying wound healed rapidly, disappearing after two minutes.

Spring's healing process soothed the pain, and Yu Wenwen finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping away her tears.

"Sister Ling, you're injured too. Let me heal you." She took Ling's hand and activated her supernatural power once again.

Compared to You Wenwen, Ling's injuries were much less severe; he only suffered a knee injury and a few scratches on his hand, which healed quickly.

"How did you get injured like this? This shouldn't be happening," Miao Yin said, looking at their tattered clothes.

The Jack of Hearts does seem quite lethal, but it's simply impossible for it to injure someone like that in front of Ling.

“It’s not a Jack of Hearts.” Ling shook his head, his expression grave.

"There are fourteen!"