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"Stop!" A furious shout erupted as Zheng Yifan's anger flared. Beside him, the girl had already consumed the A-Level Essence. In the end, he couldn't bring himself to use the precious A-Level Essence on a complete stranger, especially since it required the expenditure of Zombie Crystal s. Zheng Yifan currently had very few Zombie Crystal s, and the total amount in Ancheng was hardly any better; most of it had been wasted by them, squandered in the botanical garden. Even if Zombie Crystal s weren't activated for their powers, they could still slowly nourish the land and the plants.
This was the only place they could utilize them. As long as they could produce more food, who would care if these Zombie Crystal s were being wasted? Tomorrow's troubles were for tomorrow's people; they didn't even know if they would survive to see another day, so there was no time to worry about future generations.
While Zheng Yifan was feeding that girl, what was happening outside made it impossible for him to contain his rage.
It wasn't just for the girl, but for the Swallows that had always benevolently guarded the botanical garden. They were the protectors of the entire garden. Zheng Yifan knew this well; he could even tame those Swallows. In the future, even if he brought them to the Hope Gathering Place, they would still protect the entire Gathering Place.
A true guardian spirit—cultivating such a kind creature that would rarely betray them in this apocalyptic world was undoubtedly much more reliable than nurturing a newcomer. The potential for growth was far greater.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you shout at me?" The man sneered, his displeasure evident as he glared at Zheng Yifan. "This bird has disturbed my nature; turning it into my Puppet is just a way to cleanse its sins—I'm merely exorcising it!"
The strange aura emanating from him caught Zheng Yifan's attention. As a master of shadows, he had encountered various beings before. From Old Ghosts to Night Demons, there were distinctions between them. The presence of this Fellow resembled that of a Night Demon—not purely shadowy but infused with darkness and sinister power.
Within the Time-Space Barrier, he had learned about the strength of the Chiyou Tribe and their powers—pure Zombie strength. This Fellow before him now bore a hint of Zombie-like energy, especially evident in his eyes, which began to glow red as he used his Superpower. The murderous gaze radiated with an overwhelming force and malevolent aura that made Zheng Yifan uncomfortable all over.
That feeling was reminiscent of when he first entered the Shadow World—filled with negative energy. Back then, he couldn't perceive it; now he could sense that power clearly.
"What is your connection to the Night Demon?" Zheng Yifan asked first, voicing his suspicion. The Fellow before him was only at Third Stage while he had already reached Fifth Level strength. Although he hadn't fully developed his Superpower yet, suppressing such a lowly being would be exceedingly simple.
"Night Demon? That sycophant who serves tea and flatters others? Are you one of his people?" The Fellow's expression shifted again upon hearing Zheng Yifan's words. If he were indeed associated with Night Demon, he wouldn't dare make a move—not because he couldn't defeat Night Demon but simply due to the tribe's rules.
Internal conflict was absolutely forbidden; this rule ran deep within their bones. Those who failed to adhere to it found their souls unable to attain rebirth, forever trapped in the world created by Chiyou, doomed to eternal despair.
"I only know him as Night Demon. I don't know what else he does," Zheng Yifan firmly denied any allegiance to that deadbeat. "If I had to serve him as a disciple, I'd rather be dead! I just noticed that your aura is almost identical to his. I was merely curious; I didn't expect there would really be someone else using the same Superpower—how bizarre."
The words of Zheng Yifan echoed in that person's mind like a joke. The same Superpower? That was absolutely impossible; there were no two identical leaves in the world.
However, their powers were acquired in completely different ways. When they absorbed their abilities, they inherited the power of shadows. The researchers of the Chiyou Tribe had not anticipated that the next Vitality Emergence would produce items that could turn humans into Superpowered Individuals. Yet, they were aware of the source of their own power: the Vitality Emergence. They forcibly infused all members of the Chiyou Tribe with shadow powers using a massive altar, granting them a completely different type of strength.
"Oh? He’s dead?" The person seemed somewhat surprised, but after a moment's reflection, he quickly came to terms with it.
He knew what kind of person the Night Demon was—a complete battlefield coward. Surviving until now was not due to his own abilities but rather his skill in Flattery, along with the fact that the Chiyou Tribe indeed needed someone to run errands, which allowed him to rise to power.
That place could be described as one of the worst living conditions; Zombies had nearly turned it into a dead zone. The phrase "surviving against all odds" perfectly described the missions carried out by the Night Demon.
Other members of the Chiyou Tribe chose locations that were easier to survive in, at least places where they could quickly eliminate some Zombies to ensure their own survival. They then took root during the Second Era of Qi Arrival, selecting powerful Superpowered Individuals to join the Chiyou Tribe, waiting for the moment when the apocalypse would arrive. They planned to use all their strength to leave this planet.
In the end, what would remain would be a dead planet, with no possibility of survival. However, the strong adaptability of Superpowered Individuals would allow them to find a new homeland.
Their method of selecting Superpowered Individuals was utterly brutal; only those who survived in combat had the right to participate in the selection and ultimately become members of the Chiyou Tribe, leaving behind this sinful planet.
Now, this Fellow had killed a member from his own tribe who had been part of the previous Vital Energy world. Although that person was entirely dispensable within the tribe, it still touched his sore spot.
"Child, since you’ve killed that waste, you shall pay for his life. Although that child had no rights within our tribe, he is still one of us from the Chiyou Tribe, and outsiders must never be allowed to desecrate him." The man waved his hands, and around them slowly transformed into a dark cage. The black power connected everyone together, becoming immensely strong; every Superpowered Individual nearby was linked.
"All who can sense shadow power and can channel the might of Chiyou the Great will experience an increase in strength; others will only face death!" Before he finished speaking, changes began to occur among those present.
It was a terrifying transformation. Black spots gradually appeared on their faces as if stained by ink, and an abundance of dark power emerged from their bodies. Those whose Superpowers were already inclined towards darkness slowly accepted this transformation into shadows. Their powers drew closer to darkness.
Power is on the rise, as the Second-Stage Esper advances toward the Third-Stage Esper. The Superpower of the Third-Stage Esper will be even more formidable.
"Is this your Superpower?" Zheng Yifan observed everything before him with calmness. The Fifth-Level Esper is entirely different from the Third-Stage Esper; their physical strength is incomparable. Not to mention the overwhelming Superpower they possess. However, there is one regret: Zheng Yifan has yet to return to the Gathering Place and has not become a true Fifth-Level Esper. According to Superpower standards, he is merely at the Third Stage, not even reaching Fourth Stage levels in reality.
Yet possessing Fifth-Level strength and reaction capabilities ensures that he will not fall behind in general combat.
"Come and fight!" The Left-Handed Edman Alloy Shield was pressed against his chest, while his right hand held the Silver Spear, pointing directly at his opponent. Without even asking for a name, he charged forward to attack.
Giving him another chance to gather strength would be purely self-inflicted suffering. The previous conversation had been aimed at clarifying certain matters that greatly intrigued Zheng Yifan. He only had a rough understanding of several major events from the First Vitality Era, which hardly qualified as significant events. In contrast, this Fellow before him had already made a name for himself in the First Vitality World and had followed Chiyou all the way to this Vitality Era, still commanding a territory.
Fairy, everything that needed to be known has been learned; there is no time for further inquiries. Combat is what should be done.
The Adamantium Shield flew out like a beam of light, targeting not the person who had completely transformed into a Black Shadow but rather the connection between Swallows and his shadow in mid-air.
Attacking all intangible entities was a Superpower ability that Zheng Yifan had understood upon gaining his powers. Now was the time to unleash this Superpower to its fullest potential. The Chiyou Tribe? They had already lost their most peculiar abilities before Zheng Yifan; their shadows were intangible entities now under his control.
The Adamantium Shield flew swiftly, but it carried little Vital Energy—only a thin layer.
"You fool! Do you intend to attack the air? There’s nothing there; the power of shadows is beyond your comprehension. This is the realm of gods, foolish Fellow; accept your Night Wolf Lord's feast of slaughter!" Night Wolf shouted loudly, as if trying to release all his power completely.
A massive amount of black Vital Energy emerged from the shadows, flowing through the Black Shadow he released and transferring it to those around him.
"Ah!" The piercing screams had not ceased since the beginning. The ground was already soaked with blood, which was the source of their pain; their blood seemed to boil completely, continuously spraying outward. Their figures gradually became unrecognizable, resembling conscious Zombies as their skin began to rot and their bodies lost control.
However, they were Superpowered Individuals, completely immune to the Zombie Virus. Unlike Zombies, they were merely temporary combat weapons stimulated by special methods.
Complete destruction of the body and erasure of all traces; after their deaths, Night Wolf would reshuffle things at the Telecom Building, promoting others to continue being his lackeys until the next time he could use them again, still having some loyal subordinates to charge into battle for him.
"Slash!" The real sound of cutting and the sensation of tearing left Night Wolf in shock. The Swallows across from him had completely slipped out of his control. The black Vital Energy on them was gradually absorbed by the Adamantium Shield, and their power slowly escaped from its grasp, dissipating into the natural world.
The surrounding plants seemed to sense the prey, continuously moving toward the dissipating dark Vital Energy.
Even two ordinary Mutated Plants extended their branches and leaves, actively absorbing that dark energy in mid-air.
All dark energy would be self-repaired by the wondrous nature, transforming into balanced and harmonious power.
"You! You actually severed my shadow Tentacle!" Night Wolf exclaimed in shock. Behind him, the Superpowered Individuals had truly transformed into Zombies; Third-Stage Espers became Third-Stage Zombies, and Second-Stage Espers turned into Second-Level Zombies.
Identical in appearance, yet different were the shadow powers they possessed. That power completely dominated all their control systems, obediently following the commands of the master of shadow energy.
Moreover, their physical restraints had been entirely lifted. Even Zombies had self-protection mechanisms to shield themselves from harm and prevent self-inflicted injuries.
But they did not have that. The energy within their bodies could all erupt; if fully released, it would be equivalent to self-detonation. If released in stages, they would become enhanced Zombies, completely breaking free from their slow or low-attack constraints.
This was the greatest reliance of the Chiyou Tribe against the Yellow Emperor Tribe. The Night Demon’s Fellow status was far too lowly, lacking even the qualification to touch this powerful force.
Only someone like Night Wolf, a veteran of the Chiyou Tribe, had the qualifications to learn and use it.
"Let me show you a taste of power from the First Vitality Era; I guarantee you’ve never even dreamed of it!" Night Wolf's voice carried a terrifying aura.
The transformed Zombies among the Superpowered Individuals wore fierce expressions, reduced to mere howls. Their souls had already been lost, equating to death; yet their bodies remained active—more so than when they were alive. Their Superpower had completely transformed; honed through training, it became even stronger. The Zombie power they now wielded further turned their bodies into weapons for battle.
"Kill!" Night Wolf shouted loudly, his body already charging forward.
Zheng Yifan, wielding the Adamantium Shield, launched another attack, still targeting the Swallows. The dark power surrounding the Swallows was nearly dispelled, but its strength had severely deteriorated, most of it used to resist the toxins that turned it into a Zombie.
Even beasts could become Zombies; however, the concentration of the virus needed to do so was at least thousands of times stronger. This Swallows was physically weak, and just a few hundred times the toxin could infect it. Additionally, the power of shadows continuously wore down all its resistance.
This was how it had the chance to become a Zombie Bird.
However, Zheng Yifan would never allow such a thing to happen.
Kindness should be protected even more in the apocalypse; it is even more precious. Because there are not many kind people left in the world, and moreover, there are still birds that protect humanity in this dire time.
Even if it meant using some underhanded tactics, Zheng Yifan was determined to save this Swallows.
Battle was battle; even with chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind, Zheng Yifan kept his hands tightly gripping the Silver Spear, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Night Wolf at any moment—one strike would be enough.
He did not want to visit the Shadow World again; that experience was certainly not a pleasant memory. (To be continued...)
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