Is today the day we feast?
That doesn’t seem appropriate, does it?
Le Xiaowei didn’t consider herself heartless enough for that.
"Si, what should we do?" Le Xiaowei looked down at Le Xu, who was glowing like a lightbulb.
"He won’t die. After all, he’s the male lead. This depends on his own willpower—you can’t help him with your current abilities," Si reassured her.
The protagonist’s halo above Le Xu’s head had dimmed slightly, but it still shimmered with white and gold hues. Absorbing an energy crystal wouldn’t kill him.
"Alright, that’s a relief," Le Xiaowei sighed in relief.
"It’s fine. Let’s wait and see. My brother’s an ability user. As long as he endures and absorbs it, there shouldn’t be any major issues." She patted Yu Jing’s shoulder lightly.
"Sigh… I hope he succeeds. Xiao Linfeng is really strong. If we want revenge, our current strength is nowhere near enough."
Worry clouded Yu Jing’s eyes—especially since he had no abilities himself. If not for his natural strength, surviving in this apocalyptic world would’ve been even harder.
"Did you guys live with Xiao Linfeng?" Le Xiaowei suddenly asked.
Yu Jing shook his head. "No, he stays in the center of the base. The higher-ups value him highly. We live farther out."
"If the rain stops and my brother still hasn’t recovered, could you go back to the base and retrieve the important stuff? If it’s inconvenient now, I have a friend inside the base. Once the rain stops, she’ll come find us. You can give her the address, and she’ll help bring the things out."
Yu Jing paused, then nodded solemnly.
"Sure. We still have a car—we can load everything onto it."
"Good." Le Xiaowei frowned at this point.
If that’s the case…
Should she take Yuan Qiaoqiao with them?
Given Yuan Qiaoqiao’s status, she probably wouldn’t survive the Blood Moon. But why should Le Xiaowei bring along someone unrelated to her?
She hesitated.
After all, she wasn’t someone hardened by the apocalypse—being stone-hearted wasn’t something she could manage.
"Can you guys cook?" Le Xiaowei asked.
"I can’t. Your brother can, but it’s not great," Yu Jing admitted, tilting his chin toward Le Xu.
"Oh, perfect. My friend can cook too. Since we’re heading northwest, maybe we can bring her along."
Yu Jing’s eyes lit up at this.
"An ability user? Male or female?"
"Female, but not an ability user." Le Xiaowei’s words doused his enthusiasm.
"It’s fine. As long as she’s useful. We’re not pushovers anyway," Yu Jing thumped his chest.
As they chatted, Le Xu’s condition stabilized after vomiting blood once. Yu Jing, initially startled, didn’t dare move much when he saw Le Xiaowei staring intently at Le Xu’s head.
"Could it be fire-based abilities?" Yu Jing asked cautiously.
"Not sure. It’s already melted—now we just wait for absorption. You can sleep. I’ll keep watch." Le Xiaowei finally moved from the floor, settling onto a mattress.
She needed to absorb the energy crystal quickly.
After tonight, she’d probably be the only zombie left who hadn’t leveled up.
By dawn, Le Xiaowei heard Le Xu suddenly sit up, gasping heavily, his clothes drenched in sweat.
He pushed back his damp short hair, revealing sharp, clean features, his eyes flashing with a hint of blue light.
Yu Jing, munching on bread nearby, quickly turned at the commotion.
"How is it, Le Xu? What ability did you get?" Yu Jing’s voice brimmed with anticipation.
"Seems like fire, but…" Le Xu raised his hand, summoning a cluster of faint blue flames—unremarkable at first glance.
"It mutated. We’ll need to test its effects." Le Xu was thrilled.
Obtaining an energy crystal from a special mutant was rare enough, and now his second ability seemed offensive—perfect for close combat.
"This thing…" Le Xiaowei sat in front of him, studying the flames before leaning back slightly.
"Probably highly effective against zombies. What about regular fire abilities?"
"Honestly, regular fire abilities are a bit underwhelming. They can slow zombies down, but zombies aren’t afraid of fire. Only high-level fire abilities can deal real damage, but they still can’t kill zombies."
Le Xu explained patiently.
Though once plant mutations started, fire users would become more valuable.
"Sounds like a decent ability." Le Xiaowei stroked her chin.
After all, the male lead had several zombies around him.
Last time Xiao Linfeng appeared, she’d sensed a high-tier but low-level zombie nearby—inferior to her. She’d deliberately released her aura, forcing the pair to retreat.
"Now that you’re awake, wash up and eat." Le Xiaowei pulled out steamed buns and self-heating hot pots from the convenience store. Greasy for breakfast, but filling.
"Thanks, sis." Le Xu looked like he might cry from gratitude.
The next few days passed uneventfully. With the blood rain pouring relentlessly for two days and nights, they were stuck inside. Only when it finally turned to white rain, washing away the crimson stains, did things settle.
Early that morning, Le Xiaowei stood by the window, staring down at the convenience store entrance.
"What are you looking at, sis?" Le Xu squinted but saw nothing. Confused, he scratched his head.
"Nothing, just observing." Le Xiaowei glanced at him before resuming her watch.
When a girl in pink-and-white sportswear appeared, Le Xu blinked—and his sister vanished from the window.
What’s going on?
Even the clothes were identical?
Baffled, Le Xu ignored the still-snoring Yu Jing and followed his sister outside.
Meanwhile, Yuan Qiaoqiao had just stepped out of the flooded, grimy convenience store—not a zombie or soul in sight.
She crouched on the steps outside, overwhelmed with sadness.
Would she never see Sister Xiaowei again?
Then, a pair of pristine white sneakers—out of place in the apocalypse, likely scavenged from the store—appeared before her.
Yuan Qiaoqiao looked up and immediately hugged Le Xiaowei.
"Sister Xiaowei, Qiaoqiao missed you so much! I was scared something happened to you!" She clung tightly, eyes reddening as if on the verge of tears.
Le Xu froze at the sight before realizing—this was the girl his sister had mentioned picking up.
She looked young, like a high schooler.
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