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No one could explain how these people's abilities came to be, as it had long surpassed the realm of science. Lu Xiaoran himself had awakened his Copy Ability during that time.
At twenty past seven that evening, after the light had completely faded, he felt a surge of energy within him that was difficult to describe. Although Lu Xiaoran had always been a staunch materialist and never believed in the existence of superpowers, at that moment, he sensed that this energy within him could break the constraints of natural laws and overturn the limitations of reality.
Tentatively, Lu Xiaoran guided the energy within him and reached out toward an empty cup in front of him. In an instant, the cup was filled with water. After repeated experiments, Lu Xiaoran finally confirmed that he possessed an ability to replicate objects he had touched.
Never mind; whether the light returned or not had nothing to do with him. Having been reborn once, Lu Xiaoran's ability had already awakened, and even if the light returned now, it was impossible for him to awaken a second time. He waved his hand dismissively and went back to his own business.
In the evening, Lu Xiaoran finished dinner early and casually picked up an empty beer bottle from the table, preparing to throw it into the trash can. However, upon getting closer, he discovered that the trash can was already overflowing. It seemed he would have to take another trip outside. Lu Xiaoran sighed in resignation.
Previously, when he had gone out to dispose of garbage, he had been harassed by some villagers several times. Now, venturing out again might mean encountering those people once more, which made Lu Xiaoran feel a bit annoyed. Checking his phone for surveillance footage, he confirmed that there were currently no villagers lurking around his safe house.
Thus, he donned his Hazmat Suit, grabbed a garbage bag and Waste Tank, and opened both doors of the safe house to step out into the open space outside. After tossing the garbage down the hillside, Lu Xiaoran leisurely strolled back toward the safe house.
He wondered what those villagers were doing now. Grateful for not being disturbed by them this time, Lu Xiaoran was curious about the situation in the village. He lifted his head and looked northward toward where the villagers were gathered.
Lu Xiaoran noticed that there seemed to be something piled up around their tents. He took a few steps forward to get a clearer view.
After thoroughly assessing the situation over there, Lu Xiaoran couldn't help but be taken aback.
The bodies of more than ninety villagers had been gathered and piled around the tent, forming a small mountain.
Could it be that those villagers had turned against each other?
A look of confusion crossed Lu Xiaoran's face as he wanted to move closer to see what was going on.
As he approached, he noticed that the corpses had been corroded beyond recognition by Acid Rain, appearing quite bizarre.
Turning his gaze toward the tent, Lu Xiaoran vaguely saw people occasionally lifting the curtain and stepping out from inside.
Strangely enough, they didn't seem like the villagers from the previous settlement.
Furrowing his brows, Lu Xiaoran continued to step forward, eager to confirm the identities of these individuals.
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