In less than half an hour, Wu Jie treated everyoneâs injuries.
Meanwhile, her appearance underwent a startling change. She was no longer frail; her face and body became slightly plump, showing a hint of beauty. Her eye sockets were no longer sunken, and there was a bit more flesh around her knuckles.
A head spoke near Su Changxingâs ear: "She seems to be showing signs of paving a path, possibly due to the influence of that mysterious item."
Paving a path?
Su Changxing noticed that paving a path to become an Extraordinary didnât seem as difficult as he had imagined. He had already met two people: Zhou An and Wu Jie.
What seemed missing was time. He was unsure whether they could become Extraordinary within thirty days.
However, he guessed it was still quite challenging. Thirty days was too short to achieve such a life transition, requiring accumulation or a certain degree of external force.
Chen Lingâs injuries had mostly healed. Although he was able to walk, he was somewhat limping, but it didnât pose much of a problem for traveling.
Near dawn, several people in the room had already fallen asleep. Lu Yu was still standing guard outside. Qin Decang, who appeared to be smiling, was actually worried and couldnât sleep.
Su Changxing sat beside him and quietly asked, "Regarding the Doomsday Game, does your Security Bureau have any further understanding?"
Qin Decang glanced at Su Changxing, thought for a moment, and said, "Actually, we had already anticipated it before, and even made some preparations."
Su Changxing frowned and said, "Anticipated? Did you foresee the arrival of the Doomsday Game in advance?"
Qin Decang shook his head and said, "No, someone predicted the arrival of the doomsday, and everything that person predicted before was correct, so we believed him. We just didnât expect the so-called doomsday to be like this."
Su Changxing was surprised to realize that what Chenxiâs people had said was true; someone truly foresaw the Doomsday Gameâs arrival. He said, "Is this superpower?"
Qin Decang hesitated for a moment and said, "Not sure. We only know there is such a person; we donât know who he is. Most people havenât seen him. However, I think thereâs a significant possibility itâs superpower."
Chen Ling suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards them, clearly not understanding this before.
Su Changxing was silent for a moment, finding it hard to believe someone predicted this event, quite unreasonable, like an ant suddenly predicting what a human observing it wants to do.
Or perhaps this was information supposedly revealed to them by "God."
Recalling before the Doomsday Game, similar end-of-the-world rumors seemed to have appeared online, but he, like most people, didnât take them seriously.
Didnât 2020âs supposed doomsday pass dully as well?
This too could be a case of crying wolf too many times, causing most people not to take it seriously, including the Security Bureau.
Su Changxing recalled previous events, realizing Chenxi seemed to have made ample preparations, even more than the Security Bureau, forming an organization when the Doomsday Game began.
Could the prophesied individual be from Chenxi?
The more Su Changxing thought, the more possible it seemed, and the possibility wasnât small... Chenxiâs organization itself wasnât simple, even in some aspects not inferior to the Security Bureau.
Qin Decang, observing Su Changxingâs silence, spoke solemnly, "Regardless, I donât think anyone would hope for their world to be destroyed..... In six days, half the people have died. I canât imagine how many will survive after thirty days."
Watching survival numbers on forums gradually drop torments everyone; the more direct feeling is many forum avatars turning grey-black.
Grey-black represents death. Many people were discussing things one second, and their avatar turns grey-black the next.
Su Changxing pondered a while, calmly saying, "Now it seems only very few people will survive, Captain Qin. Those who havenât become Extraordinary might die... Perhaps everything youâre doing is in vain."
As those words were spoken, the room became instantly quiet.
Yes, Su Changxing wasnât wrong, but most people were avoiding this issue, including the Security Bureauâs people.
Nearby, Sun Xiaolin suddenly opened his eyes, saying: "Brother Su, you canât say that, some things need doing regardless of success."
Su Changxing glanced at this young man of similar age to himself, nodded and said, "Indeed, this is a struggle, but you should consider how to prevent zombification or ways to become Extraordinary."
He was speaking to Qin Decang, reminding the Security Bureau of the core issue; once zombification occurs, surviving more people becomes futile.
Qin Decang was momentarily stunned and said, "We actually have specialized individuals researching it, experts in various fields. But it seems without a lead, and no one has become Extraordinary yet, except the âLucky Child.â Moreover, zombies seem to have broken past scientific realms, or our technology hasnât deciphered them."
Su Changxing checked the time, guessing it was about right, stood and said, "Hmm, Captain Qin, itâs almost dawn; Iâll leave first. Until we meet again."
Qin Decangâs face, slightly fatigued, showed a hint of a smile, "Hmm, until we meet again; weâll prepare to leave too."
Su Changxing glanced at the people around and said: "Take care, Iâm leaving now."
Chen Ling deeply inhaled and said: "You too take care; I hope we meet again. Hmm, thanks for tonightâs matters."
Su Changxing nodded, glancing back at Xu Chuâs Sweat, who was soundly sleeping, gracefully exited the door, coincidentally seeing Lu Yu dazing in the corridor.
Lu Yu, somewhat tired, raised his rounded face and said: "Leaving?"
Without much emotion, merely a greeting-like question.
Su Changxing waved and said: "Hmm, leaving."
Exiting the basement, Su Changxing used his phone to send Qin Decang a message: Be wary of Xu Chuâs Sweat; heâs a bit off.
He came to Tailorâs corpse, asking: "How to extract Tier Eight crystal?"
Tailorâs corpse showed no difference from when it just died; it even retained some warmth, as if freshly deceased.
The head spiritedly said: "The great True Knower tells you, draining its blood will do."
"Draining its blood?"
Su Changxing frowned, unsure of this principle, but still complied, using a short blade to slice several cuts into Tailor, causing blood to gush out.
Seven or eight minutes later, the floor was covered with thick, bright red blood, Tailorâs chest gradually forming two finger-sized black spherical crystals, noticeably smaller than previously obtained Extraordinary Crystals.
"This should be them."
Su Changxing picked up the crystals, feeling their icy-cold touch, like a piece of ice, seemingly constantly absorbing surrounding heat.
He didnât find them particularly special, placed them into his backpack, and left, moving towards the base.
Zombies on the surrounding streets were scarce; it was morning, and they were less active than at night.
Despite running all night, the actual distance to the base wasnât far; with full speed ahead, heâd return within an hour.
Su Changxing received Huang Biaoâs message, indicating their significant losses, seemingly triggering Undead Tideâs turmoil while returning.