With a safe environment, Lin Qingqing was finally able to calm down and practice her powers.
She started with the most basic practice of condensing ice cubes. The initial ice knot slowly changed its shape under the control of her mind, pulling up and lengthening until one end took on a pointed cone shape.
"Although it doesn't look very good, the lethality is much stronger than the ice lump."
Lin Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little funny when she thought about the time she hit someone with an ice lump.
Continuing to carve and process the ice pick, Lin Qingqing planned to try to make the ice pick as sharp as a blade.
However, this process was not simple. She tried it over and over again, and each time her mental power was almost exhausted before she stopped, sat cross-legged, and meditated instead of resting.
The quiet atmosphere makes it easy for people to fall into trance, and Lin Qingqing found that meditating after consuming her mental energy feels better than simply sleeping and resting. Moreover, after practicing meditation, her thinking will become more agile and focused.
"It seems that meditation can indeed speed up the recovery of mental power." Lin Qingqing was a little excited, feeling like she had picked up a golden finger, which made her sigh that she was finally lucky.
Thinking that after the apocalypse, she would not only be in good health, but also have superpowers, Lin Qingqing felt particularly happy. Even the boring exercises no longer felt boring, but became more and more interesting.
Anyway, there is food in the kitchen, so it doesn't matter if she doesn't go out, and practicing and studying supernatural powers has become her biggest interest. Everything is carried out in an orderly manner in boring exercises. "It seems that the limit has been reached, so what should we do next?"
This day, Lin Qingqing looked at the twelve identical ice blades in front of her, touched her chin and fell into thinking.
In just one week, she has completed the second transformation of the ice pick, turning the rough ice pick into a thin ice blade. This ice blade is only the size of a palm, and its shape is a bit like a willow leaf flying knife. It is both light and sharp.
But the number reached the limit at twelve, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not add one more.
"Maybe my powers are not strong enough. I don't know if they will be increased in the future."
Lin Qingqing played with the ice blade and murmured to herself. She didn't worry about things she couldn't do, and turned around to develop other functions.
"In addition to being sharp, ice is also quite hard." Looking at the explosion-proof shield found in the guard room, Lin Qingqing had a new idea. She was going to turn the ice into a defensive shield. This idea was not without purpose. The ice shield also appeared in the dream of fighting the black fish.
With a rough image in mind, the ice shield was quickly completed. It was similar to the one in the dream, except that the area was much smaller and could only block half of the body.
"This ice shield is too useless. After condensing it, I won't have any energy left to do anything else."
Moreover, the ice shield is very heavy. Unless it stays in place, it will be a burden to hold it in the hand.
Lin Qingqing smacked her lips in dissatisfaction. She didn't want to be passively beaten all the time. In the end, she changed the ice shield that was half a person's height into ice armor that could be attached to the surface of the body to resist damage. Although it could not cover the whole body, it was enough. Used as a life-saving measure at critical moments.
"Sigh~ I don't know when she will be able to use powers as she did in her dream."
She didn't know how other superpowers used their superpowers, so she had to do everything by herself. Fortunately, I have downloaded a lot of videos about the use of weapons. Although they are just basic knowledge, at least I have a reference in the right direction.
Now that she had the ice armor and the ice blade, she began to study how to launch the ice blade and hit the target from a distance.
Lin Qingqing first drew an arrow target on the wall on the first floor, then condensed an ice blade and tried to throw it as a real flying knife.
However, after practicing for two days, she discovered a problem. Due to the material of the ice throwing knife, she could only hit targets within five meters. If the distance was further away, the lethality would be seriously insufficient.
Looking at the bullseye ten meters away, Lin Qingqing suddenly thought of the fireball Zhou Mang sent out when he was chasing her.
Although the fireball is only the size of a table tennis ball, it can be hit wherever you point it. This is much better than throwing a throwing knife by yourself. "Hey! So stupid"! Lin Qingqing slapped her forehead hard and cursed secretly.
"I am a person with superpowers. Why do I always think of doing it myself? Zhou Mang's fireballs were definitely not thrown with bare hands. Why didn't I think of that before?"
It's a pity that she was so preoccupied with escaping that she didn't even notice how Zhou Mang did it.
But she believes that if she tries more, she will find the trick. She stopped practicing flying knives. In the following days, Lin Qingqing only studied one problem, which was how to control the ice blade with her thoughts.
The ice blade was originally condensed by her supernatural power. When she tried to attach her mental power to it, she found that there was no obstacle to communication, as if the ice blade was a part of herself. Looking at the ice blade floating in the air, Lin Qingqing almost jumped with excitement.
She had seen the power of Zhou Mang's fireball, but she didn't know how powerful her ice blade was.
Once again, he came to the target drawn before. This time, without any external force, the ice blade was able to accurately hit the target ten meters away.
In addition, she can also control the ice blade to change directions in the air, just like the fireball that Zhou Mang originally attacked her with. The fortieth day of the end.
The number of ice blades that Lin Qingqing can control at the same time increases day by day, from one, two, four, to the eighth. These eight are the limit, and Lin Qingqing is ready to use them as a trump card.
As of today, she has been staying in this kindergarten for half a month. Although she has no worries about food and drink, staying there forever is not an option.
"I haven't received news from the outside world for so long, and I don't know what is happening to humans and zombies now"?
With a certain ability to protect herself, Lin Qingqing began to think about where to go next.
There are a lot of zombies in big cities, but there are definitely a lot of living people, so if you want to get information, you have to find people first.
Before leaving, Lin Qingqing made herself a handy weapon.
She found a cleaver in the kitchen that was as long as a forearm, probably used by chefs to chop bones. This knife is strong and sharp, much stronger than a household kitchen knife.
After finding a whetstone, Lin Qingqing sharpened the knife again, and then found a steel pipe more than half a meter long to replace the wooden handle of the meat cleaver.
With the new weapon, the previously deformed folding shovel has been retired.
Lin Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, loaded the remaining supplies into the car, and drove away from this safe place.
In fact, as long as no one finds out, she can continue to live here in semi-seclusion, but the fear and uneasiness brought about by the doomsday have always been entrenched in her heart.
Not to mention that he had a deadly feud with Zhou Mang and his group before, and it would definitely be a fight to the death in the future.
In order to live a better life in the future, Lin Qingqing finally chose to leave her comfort zone and take the initiative to adapt to this doomsday world.
She no longer wanted her life to be threatened by people like Zhou Mang. Instead of hiding in fear all day long, it would be better to firmly hold the initiative in her own hands.
The end of the world is indeed a disaster for all mankind, but for Lin Qingqing, it is a new life and a new beginning.
At this time, when she saw those ugly zombies on the roadside, she was no longer afraid. She was even in the mood to guess what they looked like in life, what their identities were, and how they died.
The doomsday comes at zero o'clock. These zombies either escaped from behind or have not returned home before.
The middle-aged people in formal attire must be working overtime. Those with distinctive hair colors and grotto uniforms are either street artists or gangsters. In addition, most of them are uniformed security personnel.
Without her previous fear of zombies, now that she saw them again, Lin Qingqing was able to completely separate herself from these former similar people.
"From the moment you turned into a zombie, you as humans are already dead. Now we are two completely different species. It is not too much to say that we are even natural enemies."
Lin Qingqing felt that there was no point in pursuing the identity and past of the zombies. The zombies only had a symbol in her mind. In order to survive, she would no longer feel any burden or pressure in killing zombies in the future.
She wants to live, and she wants to live well.
