Food Street

Shen Yiyue quickly placed her hand on Ning Yu's wound, and Ning Yu felt a strange sensation in her arm, even a slight tickle.

The cut she had just made on herself healed at a visible speed.

"Little Yu, you're copying how I talk!"

Shen Yiyue gave a reproachful look at the cheeky Ning Yu.

"I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine."

Ning Yu raised her hand, examined the wound, and pinched the healed area with her other hand to test it.

Indeed, it had returned to its original state.

"How many times can you use this power in a short period? Won't you faint?"

Ning Yu raised an obvious concern.

"Actually, I'm already feeling a bit dizzy..."

Shen Yiyue smiled sheepishly, having wanted to give Ning Yu a proper demonstration, but was already close to fainting.

Ning Yu nodded, noting that the side effects were quite apparent.

Then she grabbed Shen Yiyue's hand, and a system prompt appeared in her mind:

[Your friendship level: Intimate]

[Target's origin detected: Time]

[No copyable origin ability]

It seemed that even the evolved version of this ability couldn't be copied, otherwise, she would have gained this healing power too.

"Have you tried it on more serious injuries?"

Ning Yu posed another exploratory question.

"No, I wouldn't dare... wait, what are you doing?"

Shen Yiyue shook her head, still speaking when she saw Ning Yu pull out her knife adorned with blood butterflies.

"Testing it out, of course."

With her [Death Resistance], Ning Yu had become increasingly reckless.

Shen Yiyue remembered how Ning Yu had once stabbed herself and didn't die, recovering completely afterward.

Knowing Ning Yu must have some confidence in what she was doing.

Though concerned, she didn't stop her.

She watched as Ning Yu deeply stabbed her own leg, creating a wound so deep the bone was visible.

Shen Yiyue thought that if it were her, she would have screamed in pain, but Ning Yu merely furrowed her brows slightly, as if it were nothing serious.

The cut seemed to have hit an artery, causing heavy bleeding, though it was all absorbed by Ning Yu's Blood Kite.

Her eyes turned red at an incredible speed, and blood butterflies suddenly began flying around the room.

[Blood Kite upgrade experience +10]

[Blood Kite upgrade experience +10]

The experience gain notifications appeared in Ning Yu's mind, reminding her that this knife could not only strengthen her through sacrificing life force but also gain experience through it.

Shen Yiyue had never seen Ning Yu's eyes turn red up close before. Now, seeing those gorgeous crimson eyes paired with Ning Yu's silver hair created a perfect combination.

If Ning Yu's usual amber eyes portrayed a cold and serene beauty, now she emanated an otherworldly, bewitching allure.

She couldn't help but recall how Ning Yu had protected her that day in the small supermarket.

Seeing Shen Yiyue in a daze, Ning Yu couldn't help but say:

"Sister, if you don't act soon, I might not make it."

"Ah!"

Shen Yiyue suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly placed her hand on Ning Yu's leg wound.

Once again, that strange sensation spread through the leg, though it took a bit longer this time, but Ning Yu's extremely deep wound completely healed.

If Shen Yiyue had had this ability on that day at the supermarket, her own injuries would have healed much better.

"How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

After healing such a large wound, even Shen Yiyue felt uncertain, but Ning Yu casually stood up and took a couple of steps before sitting back down.

"It's all better now. Your ability is very practical."

Ning Yu gave an honest assessment.

"Hehe, I'm just glad I could help Little Yu..."

Shen Yiyue smiled at Ning Yu, but soon raised her hand to massage her temples.

"Dizzy?"

Ning Yu asked tentatively.

"Yes! I'm dizzy~ Let me lean on you!"

Shen Yiyue promptly lowered her head and fell into Ning Yu's embrace, acting clingy.

Ning Yu hadn't put away her knife yet, but she didn't seem in a hurry to do so. She raised her hand to catch one of the flying blood butterflies.

Then she held it in front of Shen Yiyue who was in her arms:

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Shen Yiyue took it, carefully examining its structure, the patterns on its wings, its curved antennae, and the barely perceptible sensation as it landed on her hand, she couldn't help but exclaim:

"It seems so real."

Ning Yu directed the remaining blood butterflies to circle around them as they chatted and laughed.

Outside, the night was deep, but inside, the scene was delightful.

......

The next day.

Ning Yu borrowed a car from Ji Mengyao, planning to leave the Ark to complete the mission she had accepted from the exploration team yesterday.

However, this time it was mainly for Shen Yiyue to do, training her combat abilities.

The mission location was in a food street, and the task was simply to clear out as many zombies as possible.

This area had previously been a very popular check-in spot, so it had attracted many visitors. With the advent of the apocalypse, it naturally became densely populated with zombies.

After the exploration team had been there, they reported the intelligence back to the Ark base.

There were many zombies here, but the potential rewards were uncertain, so simply put, the cost-effectiveness ratio was relatively low, though this didn't matter to Ning Yu.

More zombies essentially meant more points.

Even while training Shen Yiyue, as long as she used her weapon, all the points would still go to Ning Yu's account.

Feeling bored on the way, Ning Yu seemed to remember something and turned on the car's audio system.

That familiar song "Plastic Love" played once again.

Countless scenes mixed with passing zombies flashed by in the rearview mirror as Ning Yu casually held the steering wheel, imitating Ji Mengyao's style.

She tapped out a "tap tap tap" rhythm on the steering wheel with her fingers following the beat.

Beside her, Shen Yiyue joined in humming the tune, tilting her head, lost in thought.

"Today you'll be taking the lead, and I'll watch over your safety from the side."

Ning Yu remembered something and took out the intermediate T-virus immunity capsule (6 hours) she had exchanged last time from her system space and tossed it to Shen Yiyue.

Shen Yiyue caught it and showed a puzzled expression:

"Wasn't it blue before?"

She vaguely remembered the color of this magical capsule, though it still had that indented "T" letter, but the color had changed to light gold.

This was what she had casually exchanged for last time, and she couldn't be bothered to exchange for a lower-grade one now.

This was just how lavish Ning Yu had become, now sitting on over ten thousand points.

"What, afraid I'm trying to poison you?"

Ning Yu said casually without turning her head.

"No, I just feel like Little Yu knows so many things that I don't."

Shen Yiyue muttered to herself, nodding as she took out some water and swallowed the capsule.

Actually, Ning Yu didn't know where these immunity capsules came from either, the system she possessed was quite mysterious.

She had even dreamed of a girl who looked exactly like her.

There were many things about herself that she couldn't understand.

Before long, they arrived at their destination.

At the entrance of the food street, countless zombies were waiting for their "food" to arrive.

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