Chapter 11 Have you discovered your superpower?

Lin Mu looked up and asked, “How did you know that Lu Mao was bitten just now?”

“It stinks, can’t you smell it?”

“…”

Lin Mu unconsciously wrinkled his nose. At that time, everyone’s bodies were stained with zombie blood, and there were still many zombies outside the courtyard. Various smells mixed together.

Fu Jingmo… has a dog’s nose, right…

“Brother Lin Mu, we’ve almost finished cleaning up.”
Zhang Qiang stood awkwardly at the door. He had come with his father to deliver things before.

He felt that Brother Lin Mu was very good-looking, better looking than the people in the town. Most of the time, he felt too embarrassed to talk to Lin Mu.

Brother Lin Mu’s friends are also very good-looking, but… too fierce.

Lin Mu moved over to make room and called him in.

Zhang Qiang didn’t move, and said in a low voice, “Brother Lin Mu, a few of us discussed it, and it’s fine for us to stay in the courtyard. We are already very grateful that you let us in.”

Zhang Qiang and his father are both simple-minded and warm-hearted, but they are reluctant to trouble others.

Lin Mu smiled and said, “Come in, I have something to ask you.”
Only then did Zhang Qiang come in and sit on a small stool next to the sofa.

“Is the situation in the town very serious?” Lin Mu handed him a glass of water, speaking gently.

Mentioning this, Zhang Qiang’s eyes reddened again. “Yeah, the day before yesterday, someone in the town went crazy at home, and everyone has been watching the news, it’s that virus.”

“His family was very afraid, so they locked him in the house. But his brother and sister-in-law were also bitten, and in the middle of the night, they turned into those monsters and ran out.”

“Many people were bitten and infected on the street yesterday, and many people turned into that kind of thing on their own. Brother Lin Mu, are we… all going to become those monsters…”

He spoke fairly clearly, and Lin Mu understood, unable to help but frown.

In fact, even if the way of transmission through biting had been announced earlier, it wouldn’t have made much of a difference. Those infected through rainwater had already naturally turned into zombies.

Before he could speak, Fu Jingmo spoke instead, “By this point, you have actually resisted the ‘R virus.’”
He then glanced at Zhang Qiang, “Haven’t you noticed how strong you are?”

The words of Fu Jingmo also made Lin Mu stunned, so he wouldn’t turn into a zombie…

Zhang Qiang showed a tearful expression of extreme joy, “I won’t turn into a zombie?”

He rubbed his hands, forcing himself to calm down.

“It seems like that. When I came up today, the bridge deck was flooded, so I carried Auntie and Li Tingting over one by one. I thought at the time that I was just too scared of the zombies chasing after me…”

Fu Jingmo tugged at the slightly short clothes on his body, showing a somewhat dissatisfied look, and casually said, “You’re lucky when it comes to the mutation in terms of strength.”
After speaking, he looked at Lin Mu thoughtfully, “I’m going up first.”

“Is that so? Then can I protect them?”

Zhang Qiang was still excited, looking as if he couldn’t wait to go out now and try his strength by moving a couple of stones, “Great, great.”

Lin Mu looked strangely at Fu Jingmo, who was going upstairs, then turned to Zhang Qiang and said, “This is a good thing. Let’s rest for today.”

Zhang Qiang’s face slightly reddened at his words. He was too excited.

Lin Mu smiled and arranged for them to rest on the first floor.

The living room sofa was given to Auntie and Li Tingting, while Zhang Qiang made a bed on the floor. The other three tidied up the utility room and managed to make it livable.

In this situation, the few people were already very satisfied, repeatedly expressing their gratitude.

Lin Mu told Zhang Qiang to go to the kitchen and cook something for everyone if he was hungry, then went upstairs. Fu Jingmo had already finished taking a shower, sitting at the table fiddling with something. Lin Mu stood at the door for a moment, wanting to speak but hesitating.

He had many questions to ask Fu Jingmo, but in the end they were just strangers.

The world had changed, and people’s hearts would only become more unpredictable. Fu Jingmo had already told him many things, but he had no obligation to reveal everything.

Yet the seated person seemed to know what Lin Mu was thinking and put down what he was holding. “What do you want to ask?”

Lin Mu hesitated, closed the door, and entered the room. He sat down by the bed and then spoke, “When are you leaving?”

Fu Jingmo hadn’t expected Lin Mu to ask this. “Tomorrow morning.”

Lin Mu: “Ah…”

Fu Jingmo: “So tonight, you can ask me anything you want to know, consider it as the price for staying the night.”
He lazily leaned against the back of the chair, hands folded in front of him, looking candid and approachable.

Fu Jingmo’s eyebrows and eyes are very attractive, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a sense of long-term training.

His eye color is deep, like obsidian under the light, captivating and irresistible.

Lin Mu lowered his gaze and said softly, “Thank you.”
“Can the military network still be used? What you and Zhang Qiang were talking about just happened today.”

“The water and electricity, as well as the network, have been paralyzed. The Academy of Sciences predicted the disaster before the rainfall. Although this disaster is faster and more severe than expected, many response plans have still worked.”
Fu Jingmo took a small black box that he had just used on the table and sat down next to Lin Mu.

The box is very small, about the size of a regular mobile phone, and can be opened like a notebook. It has a small blue screen on top and a row of numbers and simple buttons below.

“This is a signal device issued by the Science Academy. Only those who have received confidential missions at the beginning of the apocalypse have it. The organization will use it to inform us of the latest information about the disaster, ensuring the smooth progress of the mission.”
“This is a network maintained by District 12. It can still be used to communicate until it becomes ineffective.”

Lin Mu nodded, digesting the information in his words, and continued, “You said that we have already resisted the ‘R virus.’ What happened?”

Fu Jingmo: “The first zombie I encountered here was in the early hours of two days ago. According to the information I received, anyone who doesn’t turn into a zombie within 48 hours after the mutation started in a specific area has resisted the ‘R virus’.”
“They may have become ordinary people, or they may have successfully acquired special abilities.”

“Special ability …”
Lin Mu repeated, falling into contemplation, recalling the question he blurted out during the day: ‘What could Fu Jingmo’s special ability be? It must be amazing.’

“Well,” Fu Jingmo said patiently, “Lin Mu, the awakening of special ability can make people experience high fever.”

Lin Mu looked up, eyes widened in surprise, somewhat incredulous. “Are you saying… a fever?”

“Yes, so, have you discovered your special ability?”
Fu Jingmo’s smile faded, and a hint of coldness appeared in his ink-colored pupils…