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Su Xiao was presented with four options.
【Agility/Strength/Defense/Skills】
Instinctively, Su Xiao thought about selecting “Skills,” as she believed that knowing martial arts or boxing might be helpful in dealing with zombies.
Just as she was about to make her choice, she suddenly remembered something.
The level 2 axe she was currently holding already weighed 3 kilograms. If it upgraded to level 3, it would weigh at least 10 kilograms, and at level 4, it could reach 30 kilograms.
Aside from the super-strong sailors, how could an average survivor handle such a weapon?
No, that wouldn’t work.
Without hesitation, she chose “Strength.”
A colorful treasure chest fell before her. Su Xiao immediately opened it, and a golden glass vial appeared before her, filled with a clear, transparent liquid that emitted a faint glow in the darkness.
【Doomsday Elixir】
【Description: After drinking this elixir, you will gain greater strength, which will make it easier for you to crush your enemies in the apocalypse.】
There was no surprise or hidden egg inside the treasure chest. Su Xiao didn’t hesitate and drank the elixir.
With a creak, it seemed like her bones were becoming more solid, though the wounds on her body hadn’t healed. Still, Su Xiao felt an overwhelming surge of strength coursing through her!
It felt as though, with a gentle squeeze, she could crush anything. With this thought, she decided to test it and squeezed her hand hard.
However, the elixir bottle didn’t budge.
Was it just an illusion?
Su Xiao thought for a moment, bent down, and picked up a stone from the ground. She squeezed it tightly in her palm.
With a crack, the stone shattered effortlessly.
It wasn’t an illusion!
Su Xiao’s face lit up with joy. When she gripped the axe again, it felt as light as plastic.
Good heavens!
After putting the axe away, Su Xiao realized something.
The elixir bottle had not moved at all. Even with her newfound strength, she couldn’t crush it—this material was… tough!
She put away the empty vial and returned to the cellar. It was almost eleven o’clock now.
Earlier, she had waited to synthesize a level 2 weapon before heading out to deal with the four “little cuties.” She thought there might be a special reward, and if there was, she could trigger an Easter egg by being the first to claim it.
But the colorful treasure chest hadn’t had any Easter eggs.
So now, she was back to fulfill her agreement with Turtle Hermit.
As expected, Turtle Hermit was already impatient: “Is the person still there? I contacted a few survivors and exchanged materials for two black treasure chests for you to open. See if the materials are enough.”
Turtle Hermit continued, “Where are you? You didn’t go off to fight monsters already, did you?”
Turtle Hermit cursed, “Damn it… you must’ve gone off to fight monsters secretly! Bro, you’re not playing fair!”
Turtle Hermit added, “I’ll give you the chests now. We’ll talk when you get back!”
…
The time was three minutes ago.
Su Xiao sent a message: “I’m back.”
Turtle Hermit didn’t reply, meaning he had likely used a level 1 weapon to go solo against the four little cuties.
During this time, Su Xiao pulled out her phone to check for messages.
To her surprise, the phone was dead. She must have forgotten to turn it off after opening the map earlier, which had drained the battery quickly.
She found a power bank and started charging the phone.
After it powered up, several messages appeared. The top two were from her foster mother, Jiang Hui, sent an hour ago: “Xiaoxiao, are you okay?”
Su Xiao’s mind wandered back to a distant memory.
Jiang Qi Qi had been missing for half a year with no news. The worst outcome would be that she had already died.
Jiang Shuhui and Jiang Hui had adopted Su Xiao, who looked almost identical to Jiang Qi Qi in terms of age, appearance, and height.
Half a year later, they discovered that Jiang Qi Qi had been imprisoned by a pervert, a distant relative of the Jiang family.
When she was found, Jiang Qi Qi was in poor mental condition, screaming and shouting whenever she saw strangers.
When she learned that her parents had adopted a girl of the same age, she was deeply hurt.
She screamed angrily, “Why did you adopt her? Did you think I was dead? You want me to die at his hands, don’t you? I’m your daughter!”
To soothe Jiang Qi Qi, the couple had sent her away, but not back to the welfare home.
Instead, they arranged for her to live in another house the Jiang family owned, giving her a monthly allowance and hiring an aunt to take care of her while she attended school.
Although Jiang Qi Qi didn’t like her, she never tried to harm her, and their relationship remained distant.
Therefore, when Jiang Shuhui and his wife took her out of the welfare home, they gave her a safe environment to learn and grow—this was a solid kindness.
Su Xiao replied to Jiang Hui’s message: “I’m fine. Thank you for your concern, Aunt Jiang.”
Su Xiao’s university and workplace were in Yun City, while the Jiang family lived in Kyoto, more than a thousand kilometers away.
Jiang Hui replied quickly: “That’s good. Your uncle and I barely escaped by hiding in the basement of our house. It happened so suddenly, and we didn’t have any communication devices. After waiting for a long time, we finally went up to find our phones, but they were broken. Fortunately, Butler Wang can fix phones, so I just sent you a message. But now the phone is almost dead.”
Su Xiao paused for a moment before replying: “I’ll find a way to come to see you.”
Having already bound three safehouses and taken the Doomsday Elixir, Su Xiao was not an ordinary person. She had the ability to deliver natural supplies to them.
Although the cellar could move, it had depth limitations. The distance it could descend could not exceed 30 meters. If the tunnel went deeper than 30 meters, it would be considered an underground airspace, which could only be bypassed.
There were tunnels around Yun City, so the airspace and waterways were abundant, limiting the cellar’s movements to the city itself.
To leave Yun City, she would need to change vehicles or ships.
The Ferrari had limited range, and the fishing boat’s movement was uncontrollable. Getting to Kyoto wouldn’t be easy.
She might have to wait for the safehouse upgrade plan to arrive and then gather materials for more sustainable travel.
In the short time she had been thinking, Su Xiao had come up with many plans. However, the next message from Jiang Hui took her by surprise.
Jiang Hui: “Don’t worry about us… you don’t need to come looking for us. This apocalypse is no joke. Ordinary people won’t survive. If you have the ability, you can… forget it. If you find a safehouse, just live on. This is only the beginning…”
It sounded almost like a final message.
Su Xiao waited for more, but Jiang Hui didn’t reply. When she tried calling, the phone was off, likely because of the lack of power.
Something wasn’t right.
Could it be—
Su Xiao quickly checked several large group chats.
There were many messages in these groups. The survivors in these groups hadn’t bound safehouses, so they were just exchanging information. But since 8 PM, the content of their messages had made Su Xiao feel uneasy.
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