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.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
