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Three Three Nights might remind you of a song or evoke a beautiful memory.
But for Zheng Yifan, it is only pain, an unresolved agony. The wounds have healed, but the itching is unbearable; what about the cell regeneration? That sensation is something no one can endure. Zheng Yifan has lost count of how many times he has fainted. A Fifth Level Superpowered Individual continuously experiencing dizziness—each time he loses consciousness, his heart struggles fiercely. Yet when he awakens, he feels a sense of relief, only to struggle again and faint once more.
This tormenting cycle of memories plays out like a never-ending hell for him.
Now, he has finally recovered; his body’s cells have completed their regeneration.
However, Zheng Yifan now resembles a shriveled old man, with his muscles and fat reduced by half. What does it feel like? He feels like a desiccated corpse. The first thing he does upon waking is to eat voraciously—not in the real world, which is currently being eroded by Vital Energy. Zheng Yifan has no idea what might happen there, but he knows he must recover quickly to save those he loves or who love him.
It is essential. He cannot bear to abandon those dear to him.
So he eats frantically, consuming high-calorie foods; Energy Bars are already being counted by the ton. Countless supplies are devoured; the sensation is not comfort but numbness. He no longer knows what he is eating; his body’s cells have completely lost their vitality and now require nourishment without demanding it.
Zheng Yifan can only force himself to keep eating, replenishing himself; calories and water have become necessities.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of such items in Zheng Yifan Storage Space.
Gradually, his body begins to recover. His movements return to normal.
Only his strength needs time to rebuild; after all, these are newly grown cells. Each cell's power is incomplete because Zheng Yifan’s strength comes not only from Vital Energy but also from Power of Faith.
That Power of Faith has been completely exhausted; he must return to the Hope Gathering Place to fully recover.
After his body has healed, Zheng Yifan takes a moment to check on the Primordial Pearl, but he has no time to explore any new updates—he must go save his loved ones.
When he returns to the real world, a wave of fatigue washes over him from deep within; his strength has returned. However, the Power of Faith remains unhealed, leaving him still incomplete.
The Silver Spear was ready in his hand, poised for battle as he stepped out of his room.
The world was engulfed in slaughter, the wretched screams of people blending with the howls of Zombies.
Zheng Yifan had not experienced the moment the apocalypse struck, but now he was living it. It was terror, a deep-rooted fear of humanity facing Zombies. Even the most basic Zombie was still a formidable opponent.
Their territory was continuously being invaded.
Zheng Yifan knew that possessing firearms could quickly eliminate Zombies, but in reality, killing a Zombie was incredibly difficult. Their weaknesses were obvious, yet one could not guarantee the shooter's accuracy. In sudden changes, most people ended up injured by Zombies, only to transform into them. The Zombies hadn’t even begun to feast yet!
When they first turned into Zombies, their immediate instinct wasn’t to eat but to hunt. They sought out food, and after attacking one person, they would go on to attack more. Only after they adapted during that initial period did they fully begin to feed. By then, the number of Zombies wouldn’t increase as drastically.
Zheng Yifan's residence was in the city, and he could now clearly feel the invasion of Zombies.
Upon reaching the ground floor, he found himself in a world ablaze; it seemed as if the city had been washed over by fire. Fortunately, the streets were planned in blocks, allowing flames to be contained by firebreaks. France had many such firebreaks, which provided Zheng Yifan with some comfort.
At least Paris had not turned into a dead city or been completely consumed by flames.
Standing on the street, Zheng Yifan surveyed his surroundings. The stars were absent from the sky, returning to their original color. Humanity's advancements in aviation technology had ultimately proven deceptive. What they received was merely an illusion projected by the Yellow Emperor Tribe from the First Vitality Era. In truth, they had seen nothing; perhaps only the moon remained. That was a satellite orbiting Earth, existing since the First Vitality Era.
Suddenly, a dozen Zombies lunged at him with a strong stench.
Just as they were about to bite him, gunfire rang out from his side. The crisp sounds of gunshots took down all those Zombies, leaving patches of green Zombie fluid on the ground.
Zheng Yifan turned his head. It was a girl—a typical French beauty. Though not exceptionally pretty or exquisitely charming, her well-proportioned figure combined with her decent features and leather attire made her irresistibly alluring.
"Don't look at me like that. This is the only fitted outfit I have left; the others are too restrictive for movement. Shouldn't we be prioritizing our lives right now?" The girl spoke rapidly in French.
Zheng Yifan smiled slightly.
"Thank you for saving me, sister. Can you tell me what's happening in this world? What about our country?" Zheng Yifan's French was spoken with a standard Parisian accent, clear and precise.
He had spent the entire afternoon learning it specifically.
Superpowered individuals truly had their advantages; while others might take years to learn a language, they could master it in just an afternoon.
"Our country? It's gone. All that's left is violence and slaughter. The zombies are coming soon. Are you going to evacuate with us? The wealthy in Paris have already fled. Those from the Apocalypse Security Company escorted the socialites out."
"The politicians have already left the city under military protection and reached a military base. Only us ordinary citizens remain. Once the survivors gather, we'll make our move," the girl said, her voice filled with fervor. She still held onto dreams of surviving.
In reality, many people were staying locked inside their homes, perhaps waiting for death.
Zheng Yifan nodded. Hearing that someone still hoped to live was enough for him, and knowing that Ladidia and the others were safe brought a sense of calm to his heart.
Next, they would need to use an aircraft to gather everyone together. (To be continued...)
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