Lu Yu couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and poked Ma Long's thigh, feeling a rather elastic touch from his fingers.
"Snapped."
Lu Yu's hand was slapped away by Ma Long angrily. The soldier who was desperately on the bed one second was standing on the floor as if nothing happened and walked out of the bedroom the next second.
Ma Long's pace was a little shaky, probably because he had been in bed for a long time to recuperate, but overall he was very steady and seemed to be back to normal.
After a while, Ma Long brought a bunch of compressed biscuits and three or four bottles of mineral water from the living room, and spread them out on the bed. He sat aside, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it.
A bottle of 500 ml mineral water was drank by Ma Long in one gulp, but this did not seem to relieve his thirst. He picked up another bottle, unscrewed the cap and drank it.
After drinking only half of the second bottle of mineral water, Ma Long put it aside, grabbed the compressed biscuits on the bed, unpacked them, and stuffed them into his mouth randomly.
Everyone just watched Ma Long eating and drinking stupidly, until Zhang Jike coughed slightly, breaking the weird atmosphere.
"You guys go out first, Xiao Ma and I have something to discuss..."
Zhang Jike was silent for a while and then spoke.
His tone was very low, like an office worker who hadn't slept enough and was woken up early by the early morning alarm clock, revealing his exhaustion and weakness.
"OK."
Yan Shao and his wife looked at each other and immediately left the bedroom very cooperatively.
Anyway, Ma Long did not turn into a zombie, which is great news for this young couple. After all, in this apocalyptic world, having one more well-trained soldier around will greatly improve safety.
As for why Zhang Jike invited them out of the bedroom, the two naturally didn't think too much about it. They just wanted a private space because they had some important secrets as soldiers and it was not convenient to discuss them in front of everyone.
Uncle Ni nodded when he heard this, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the bedroom slowly.
Xu Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the end of the bed, subconsciously glanced at Lu Yu. Seeing that Lu Yu was exchanging glances with Xiao Ran, he simply turned his attention to little Loli.
Xiaoran blinked her beautiful heterochromatic eyes, stared at Zhang Jike silently for three seconds, turned around, and left the bedroom.
"Ha...Xiao Xiao, let's go check how much food is left..."
Lu Yu yawned very exaggeratedly, covered his mouth with his right hand, pushed the girl towards the living room, and closed the door when he walked out of the bedroom.
Seeing everyone walking out of the bedroom, Ma Long looked at Zhang Jike beside him and said with some uncertainty.
"Old Zhang, there is no need to keep it secret like this. I have told them about the zombies and the enhancers. This is just a dream. There is nothing to say..."
Zhang Jike's eyelids were drooped, and he still looked listless.
He glanced at the young comrade vaguely, and instead of directly answering his doubts, he asked calmly.
"What did you see in your dream?"
Ma Long looked at Zhang Jike's sickly cat-like appearance worriedly. He wanted to say something several times, but he swallowed it back.
After a brief recollection, Ma Long coughed dryly and began to talk about his dream.
"I dreamed that the three of us were on a mission."
"The three of us?"
A bright light flashed under Zhang Jike's drooped eyelids, but soon disappeared into the dark eyes.
"That's right, you, me and Lao Xu..."
Ma Long added cautiously, completely losing the careless feeling before. He huddled together with a solemn expression.
"Go on."
Zhang Jike raised his left hand to support his forehead and used his palm to block the light coming from the window.
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, seems to want to provide a dark shelter for his tired eyes.
"On the way to the mission, we encountered a woman wearing a red windbreaker. She claimed to be a member of the T organization, named Honglian. After taking action, she injured you instantly..."
When Ma Long said this, he swallowed involuntarily, his eyes wandering, as if he was very afraid of this woman named Honglian.
"Not only does that woman possess weapons that are more advanced than ours, she is also an esper."
When Ma Long mentioned the words ability user, Zhang Jike's shadowed pupils suddenly shrank.
"Ability user? Is it the kind of person who has been improved physically or intellectually? How many abilities have he displayed?"
"Well, it should be an ability user whose physical strength has been improved. Well, yes, it should be the [physical enhancement system] ability user described in the data!"
In fact, Ma Long and Zhang Jike's understanding of the current disaster far exceeded Lu Yu's imagination.
In front of Lu Yu, the limited cognition displayed by these two soldiers was just disguise.
Of course, their original intention was just to avoid causing panic among ordinary people, and they did not intend to deceive. After all, the truth they knew was too incredible.
Seeing that Zhang Jike had no intention of interrupting, Ma Long continued to recall.
"In the dream, there should be three abilities displayed by the other party. Oh, no, there should be four."
"One of them should be a non-active ability, and the other three are obvious external abilities."
Ma Long said uncertainly. The memories in the dream were disappearing into nothingness like quicksand, which made it impossible to clearly restore many details.
"Four kinds? Fourth-level ability users!"
Zhang Jike straightened his back, crossed his legs, leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, put his hands on his chin, and stared at the blank wall in front of him, lost in thought.
"That's right, fourth-level ability users, and the abilities possessed by the other party basically complement each other. It's not like caused by natural pollution, but more like intentional transformation..."
Malone said quickly while trying to recall the details of his dream.
Enhancers refer to ordinary humans who have successfully become immune after being infected by viruses, have gained physical or intellectual improvements, and can show extraordinary strength.
Xu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Ran fall into this category.
After surviving the secondary virus infection, Xu Xiaoxiao gained physical strength and became extremely strong, able to punch through concrete walls with one punch.
Xiaoran, on the other hand, has improved in intelligence. At the age of 9, he has the understanding and logic ability no less than that of an adult, and in terms of memory, he has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to match.
Ability users, on the basis of enhanced abilities, have been genetically contaminated by the outside world, causing their body functions to mutate and acquire brand new abilities.
As far as Ma Long and Zhang Jike know, every time an enhancer comes into contact with genetic pollution, it will mutate and acquire a corresponding ability.
The woman named Honglian in Ma Long's dream showed four abilities, which meant that she was most likely a fourth-level or higher-level ability user!
"Ignoring the matter of abilities, who else died in your dream besides you?"
After a long silence, Zhang Jike asked again, but this time the question was very direct, and judging from his tone, it seemed that he was very sure about Ma Long's ending in the dream.
Ma Long was startled when he heard this, then he smiled bitterly and said.
"Well, before I died, you were only seriously injured. Lao Xu was fine. He had a back and forth fight with that woman. My state in the dream was not very good. It seemed to be due to severe blood loss. reason……"
As Malone spoke, he looked at the healed wound on his leg.
"In the dream, the one called Honglian
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The woman was originally no match for Lao Xu, but in the end, she activated her fourth-level ability, and the situation instantly reversed. Lao Xu was completely suppressed, and I was also affected..."
"So, you were killed by the aftermath of the battle?"
Zhang Jike raised his eyebrows, seeming to be extremely surprised by this way of death.
"Yes, he was shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle..."
The two were silent for a while. Seeing that Zhang Jike had no intention of speaking, Ma Long thought carefully and asked carefully.
"Um, Lao Zhang, does this dream really have the ability to predict the future? Why do I feel so scared? Isn't that gentleman from the Academy of Sciences deceiving us..."
"A gentleman who has lived for more than a hundred years has become a man. Is it necessary to lie to a young boy like me..."
Zhang Jike's eyelids drooped again, and he leaned lazily on the bedside, returning to his previous state of being unable to wake up.
"That's true, eh, Lao Zhang, why do you seem to be unable to wake up? Is it because you were injured?"
After dispelling the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Ma Long shifted his focus to Zhang Jike.
His comrade and senior had been sleeping since he regained consciousness, no different from the state he was in when he was first injured.
"Huh? I'm fine. The injury is almost healed. This state should be considered a sequelae..."
Zhang Jike took care of himself and untied the gauze on his arm, revealing the wound inside.
The wound has scabbed at this time, and there is no obvious redness or swelling in the surrounding skin, and it seems to be recovering well.
"As long as it's okay, then you can rest more and I'll discuss the next plan with Lu Yu and the others."
Ma Long stood up like a carp and rolled out of bed. His movements were so agile that people couldn't help but wonder whether he was really seriously injured.
Zhang Jike nodded, leaned his head on the pillow, and closed his eyes. But after a while, as if he thought of something, he immediately opened his eyes and called Ma Long.
"Xiao Ma, besides recovering from your physical injuries, do you feel anything else strange now?"
"Strange? No, I just feel very good and energetic! Why do you ask?"
While speaking, Ma Long moved his limbs on the spot and did some common stretching exercises.
Zhang Jike pondered for a moment and expressed his thoughts.
"Because, you may already be a first-level ability user..."
Ma Long was startled when he heard this, and withdrew his right hand that was about to open the door.
"You mean, I'm already a first-level ability user? But how could I directly cross the zero level..."
The young soldier standing by the door was talking to himself, but his voice became quieter and quieter...
"Genetic contamination."
Zhang Jike, who was leaning on the bedside, said calmly.
"Not only you, but also me, should have become a first-level ability user."
While speaking, Zhang Jike put his right arm in front of his chest, exerted force with his right hand, and clenched it into a fist.
Along with his movements, the muscles on the forearm stretched and contracted regularly, and after a while, a layer of faint blue patterns appeared on the surface of the skin.
These patterns were in the shape of independent rings, scattered randomly all over the arms. As Zhang Jike continued to exert force, light blue fluorescence emerged from the surface of the skin, and the patterns became more and more obvious.
"So what is your first level ability?"
Ma Long raised this question subconsciously. Zhang Jike released his palm, and the light blue ring pattern disappeared instantly, and the entire arm returned to its original appearance.
"I haven't sensed it yet. The situation on my body is very complicated. I probably won't know what happened until that gentleman takes a look at it..."
Zhang Jike sighed and replied with drooped eyelids.
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