By nightfall, Pei Yufeng's ability had also leveled up.
Since he didn't like people getting close to him, Yan Jiasui only allowed Ji Zhaoxi to go in alone while she stood guard at the door.
The room was filled with the scent of electric charges. Pei Yufeng was a dual-system ability user, possessing both lightning and mental abilities.
He lay on the dilapidated bed, his skin burning hot, a fine layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Ji Zhaoxi had long been interested in his abilities, but she had never had the chance to get close to him.
Holding her breath, she carefully moved her fingers toward his forehead. Several tentacles silently slipped out from her palm, surging directly toward his sea of consciousness.
Just as the tentacles touched that chaotic layer of lightning...
Snap!
A brief, intense flash of light burst out without warning.
Before Ji Zhaoxi could even cry out, a hand accurately and ruthlessly clamped down on her wrist.
Ji Zhaoxi turned pale from the pain, and the tentacles awkwardly retracted back into her body.
Pei Yufeng suddenly opened his eyes. His eyeballs were completely bloodshot—a sign that his ability was on the verge of losing control. He stared fixedly at the softly sobbing Ji Zhaoxi, his voice incredibly hoarse.
You little moth, if you dare to mess with that thing inside my crystal core, I'll kill you!
Ji Zhaoxi was nearly scared to death by his crazed appearance, crying as she tried to pull her hand back.
However, that threat had consumed all of Pei Yufeng's strength. After those bloodshot eyes stared at her for a few more seconds, his heavy eyelids finally closed.
Pei Yufeng? Ji Zhaoxi asked tentatively.
She tried to pull her hand back but couldn't budge it. She pinched him hard, but he currently had no sense of pain at all.
Hearing the noise, Yan Jiasui hurried in. Seeing Ji Zhaoxi's tears, she was taken aback for a moment: Zhaoxi, what's wrong?
She approached Ji Zhaoxi and immediately noticed the various pinch marks on Pei Yufeng's hand.
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
Sister Jiasui, my hand hurts so much, Ji Zhaoxi looked at her with teary eyes.
Yan Jiasui tried to pull Ji Zhaoxi's hand out, but Pei Yufeng just wouldn't let go.
Looking at Ji Zhaoxi's expectant gaze, Yan Jiasui coughed lightly: Zhaoxi, is there anything you want? I'll bring it over for you later.
It looks like you'll have to endure it for tonight.
Ji Zhaoxi choked up.
She looked in confusion at Pei Yufeng's neck, which was heaving from his severe fever. How did Pei Yufeng know she had ability tentacles?
Those transparent tentacles probed unwillingly, but just as they were about to get close to those faint electric sparks, they shrank back again.
He Qiuyun knew Ji Zhaoxi was with Pei Yufeng, so he walked over holding a can of food.
As soon as he reached the door, he saw Ji Zhaoxi and Pei Yufeng holding hands.
He looked calmly at this scene, his hand naturally dropping to his side.
Sure enough, he was just a clown.
The next day, Ji Zhaoxi followed the team to search for supplies. Pei Yufeng hadn't recovered yet, so he stayed in the room to rest.
The car ride was much quieter than usual this time. He Qiuyun didn't speak, and neither did Ji Zhaoxi.
Da Laocu glanced at them from time to time in the rearview mirror.
He was a bit surprised, not expecting He Qiuyun to come to his senses so quickly.
In the apocalypse, using so many resources just to please a woman was the most foolish thing to do.
The roars of zombies echoed one after another; the zombie horde this time was larger than ever before.
The expression on Yan Jiasui's face was also somewhat solemn. She looked at He Qiuyun beside her: He Qiuyun, go to Zhaoxi's side!
He Qiuyun didn't listen to her, only using his ability to violently clear the obstacles in front of him.
Ji Zhaoxi was cornered by four or five zombies. Due to excessive energy consumption, the green light in her palm had already begun to dim. One zombie almost scratched her face. She was deathly pale, only using the military knife in her hand to defend herself.
He Qiuyun's ability had improved significantly compared to before. He was a little excited, but when he looked at Ji Zhaoxi not far away, his face darkened again.
He was waiting.
Waiting for Ji Zhaoxi to show a terrified expression, waiting for Ji Zhaoxi to cry and beg him for help. As long as she called his name once, he would go over immediately.
Smelling the bloody stench in front of her, Ji Zhaoxi felt like she was going to throw up. With a pale face, she fiercely pressed her hand against a zombie's chest. The zombie's shriveled body quickly began to expand, mutate, and finally exploded into pieces.
Zhaoxi! After Yan Jiasui finished dealing with the zombies on her side, she hurried over to help Ji Zhaoxi.
Da Laocu also ran a few steps hurriedly, wiping the sweat from his forehead: Jiasui just told you to go help Ji Zhaoxi, why didn't you go?
Seeing that He Qiuyun didn't speak, the corners of Da Laocu's mouth twitched: No way.
Just because of that incident? Now these two have directly become enemies?
On the way back, Yan Jiasui was extremely angry.
He Qiuyun, now is not the time to throw a tantrum. Do you know that Zhaoxi was almost grabbed?
He Qiuyun looked out the window without saying a word.
Ji Zhaoxi leaned crying in Wen Ruixin's arms. Wen Ruixin wiped her tears: Zhaoxi, don't be sad.
Seeing He Qiuyun remain silent, Yan Jiasui frowned and looked at him.
Da Laocu was driving and didn't dare to say a word.
After returning to the house, Yan Jiasui went to have a talk with He Qiuyun.
As soon as Ji Zhaoxi walked into the house, she immediately saw Pei Yufeng leaning lazily against the wall.
Pei Yufeng was holding a bag in his hand. He weighed it, and the sound of crystal cores clinking together came from inside.
Ji Zhaoxi felt like her world had collapsed.
Her eyes turned red, and tears immediately fell: Pei Yufeng, why are you always targeting me?
Pei Yufeng raised an eyebrow, quietly watching her cry.
Why exactly do you dislike me? Can't I just change?
Ji Zhaoxi was so sad that she cried out loud. As she cried, she coughed a few times, constantly stealing glances at Pei Yufeng's reaction.
Seeing that Pei Yufeng had no reaction, she walked to his side while crying and tried to grab the bag. Pei Yufeng leaned against the wall leisurely, pushing her hand away time and time again.
Looking at Ji Zhaoxi, who was crying out of breath, Pei Yufeng lightly kicked the tip of her shoe, his tone malicious.
Hey, faucet, stop leaking water here. The floor is about to be ruined.
Ji Zhaoxi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this nickname. She quickly reacted: Pei Yufeng, shut up, and give the bag back to me right now!
Pei Yufeng unzipped the backpack. Inside, besides zombie crystal cores, there were also two ability users' crystal cores, as well as many of Ming Fei's weapons.
Ji Zhaoxi's voice suddenly went hoarse, her gaze darting around erratically.
Cry, keep crying.
Pei Yufeng placed the bag in front of her, forcing her to look.
Ji Zhaoxi kept her head down, without saying a word.
Why aren't you crying anymore? Weren't you crying so loudly just a moment ago?
Pei Yufeng narrowed his eyes, looking at her. She must have deceived quite a few people with this honest and innocent act of hers, right?
Just as he was about to speak, Ji Zhaoxi suddenly lunged forward. With a thud, she solidly headbutted Pei Yufeng right on the bridge of his nose.
Hiss—
Pei Yufeng's head buzzed. He staggered back a few steps, covering his nose, and a warm liquid immediately flowed down through his fingers.
Ji Zhaoxi hastily snatched her bag back and immediately ran away.
Pei Yufeng looked at the shocking red on his palm and said through gritted teeth.
What an iron head.
