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The cold wind of the early morning howled through the shattered window, carrying with it the scent of decay and death, swirling around the debris and the congealed blood on the ground.
The blood of the New Partner still lingered in the air, faintly exuding a metallic tang that silently reminded us that last night's brutality was no nightmare.
I gasped for breath, my chest heaving violently, the weakness brought on by consuming living flesh crashing over me like a tidal wave, nearly causing me to falter.
Yet my gaze was clearer than ever, a fierce desire for power occupying my heart more intensely than before.
In this apocalypse, only the strong could survive, and I had to live.
Zhong Dali, that big fool, was squatting beside the corpse of the New Partner, clumsily wiping away the blood from his teammate's face with his rough hands, his eyes red like two ripe tomatoes.
He mumbled, "We didn't even get to eat meat together..." His voice carried an unspoken sense of grievance.
Wei Zhong wore a grim expression as he directed the other survivors to clear the battlefield. Each time his gaze swept over the fallen assassins of the Dark Council, a cold glint flickered in his eyes.
The mysterious girl stood in a corner, her figure swaying like willow fluff in the wind. She quietly observed everything with a complex expression, as if filled with compassion yet also scrutinizing.
She did not approach me but nodded slightly when I looked her way, a tranquility that transcended her age.
I took a deep breath, forcing down my physical discomfort. My voice was hoarse but carried an undeniable authority. "Stop dawdling. Come here."
All eyes turned to me, filled with confusion and disbelief, but beneath it all lay a hint of reverence.
After enduring last night's bloody battle, they had come to realize that I, who usually appeared to be a cultured scoundrel, could be more terrifying than zombies when provoked.
The main conference room of the abandoned research facility was temporarily requisitioned by us. Although the walls had been blown apart, it at least provided some shelter from the wind and rain.
The dawn sunlight streamed through the shattered windows, casting a warm glow in the center of the room and illuminating the weary yet resolute faces of each survivor.
I stood in the middle, my gaze sweeping over every face, and spoke in a low voice, "Last night's lesson was profound enough."
"We have abilities, but they are not strong enough. Our coordination is still lacking."
"The Dark Council will not let this go easily; next time, they will come back even more fiercely."
Zhong Dali scratched his head awkwardly and said in a deep voice, "Wei Ge, what should we do? We can't just keep passively taking hits, right?"
A cold smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. "Of course not. What we need to do now is take the initiative and evolve!"
"I know that some of you have already gained special abilities through 'Soul-Eating Immunity Evolution.'"
"Now, share your abilities with us—be as detailed as possible."
As soon as I finished speaking, a low murmur arose in the conference room.
The newly joined survivors wore expressions of excitement and curiosity as they began to share the changes in their bodies.
A previously frail young man excitedly raised his arm, revealing muscles that had become significantly more defined. "I! I feel like I've gotten much stronger! I can lift concrete slabs now that I couldn't move before—all by myself!"
Another female survivor joyfully showcased her nails, which had become unusually hard and glimmered with a metallic sheen. "I can feel that my nails are as sharp as blades now, and my skin has toughened too—it's like I'm wearing an invisible armor!"
Their faces were beaming with uncontainable joy and pride, as if they had received a divine gift. The excitement of surviving a catastrophe intertwined with the exhilaration of newfound abilities, transforming the atmosphere of the conference room into one of vibrant energy.
Zhong Dali was especially animated, flailing his arms in excitement as he shouted, "Wow! What is this! I feel like I could lift a cow! No, two cows!"
He then rushed to the wall and delivered a powerful punch. With a loud thud, the once-solid alloy wall was dented by his strike, creating a shallow crater.
Gasps of astonishment filled the room, followed by waves of applause.
Watching their transformation stirred something within me.
These humans, altered by the virus, seemed to have discovered a new survival rule in this apocalyptic world. They were no longer mere victims; they had gained the strength to combat despair.
I closed my eyes, feeling the surge of new life force within me. This was the power acquired after devouring the assassin—a kind of immunity to "pain," along with that strange ability of Teleportation.
Yet, this was not all.
During the awakening of my powers, I sensed something deeper, as if I had brushed against the primal secrets of the virus and gained a more profound understanding of "life" and "death."
I could feel an invisible stream of information coursing through my mind. It was not just simple memories but a higher form of "anticipation."
I could "see" the trajectory of an enemy's attack in the next second and even "perceive" their emotional fluctuations—the cold intent to kill or hidden fear.
It was as if I had acquired a microscopic ability to glimpse into the "future." Though it lasted only for brief moments, it was enough to alter the course of battle.
I opened my eyes and focused on the mysterious girl.
She remained silent, but when my gaze fell upon her, she lifted her head, a hint of subtle cunning gleaming in her eyes.
"What about you?" I asked.
The mysterious girl smiled faintly, offering no answer, merely raising her hand gently.
At her fingertips, a swirl of deep blue light quietly coalesced, pulsating like rippling water and radiating an energy that sent shivers down the spine.
In an instant, she vanished from her spot like a wraith, only to reappear at the other end of the conference room a moment later.
Her speed was faster than my "Teleportation," leaving no trace behind.
Gasps erupted from the crowd, their eyes wide with disbelief.
This was no mere "Awakening"; it was nothing short of "Mutation"!
She flashed back to her original position, and the blue light dissipated along with her movement.
"My abilities are not to be showcased too freely," she said, her voice cold yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"But I can assure you that my powers are sufficient to handle any unforeseen circumstances."
Her presence undoubtedly sent shockwaves through the team, adding an enigmatic layer to the group.
This mysterious girl—her true identity was anything but simple.
The secrets she concealed might be more than I could imagine.
I took a deep breath, suppressing the doubts in my heart, and scanned the crowd once more.
"Very well, since we all have new powers, let's make the most of them."
"Next, we will conduct a special training session."
"We will simulate an attack from the Dark Council, combining your individual abilities to find the most effective ways to cooperate."
"Only by uniting our strengths can we truly confront the enemies lurking in the shadows."
The atmosphere in the conference room ignited once again, everyone eager and filled with fighting spirit.
A storm of evolution was brewing in this abandoned research facility.
We were no longer lambs to be slaughtered.
We were the blades about to awaken in this apocalyptic world.
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