ten minutes later.
"Ahhhh!!"
The children were startled by the strong screams.
Pretending to be calm, they dug their toes into the ground and pretended not to be surprised.
Rolling and crawling.
After the disheveled homeless professor escaped from the stone, he kicked the stone. Fortunately, Anduin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he hurriedly supported the pyramid that he almost knocked down.
Damn it, "Professor" gasped for breath, covering his head and looking around with shock and panic.
"Who!? Who is talking in my head!?"
Incoherent.
Looking at the first guest who was obviously frightened, Lin An was not surprised.
It’s not weird at all to encounter paranormal activity in the apocalypse, and it’s even normal to see ghosts. But this thing that allows people to hear the "whisper of the sun" is essentially a super rule.
Its shock is unparalleled.
Human beings will feel the insignificance of being watched by the supreme being.
It's like someone is whispering from the depths of your soul, but you clearly feel very awake and clearly realize that this voice definitely does not come from the outside world, but from the depths of your soul.
"is God."
“Feel it within you, God has given you inspiration.”
With a hoarse voice, Lin An suppressed the hunger in his stomach and played the role of a stickman seriously.
He noticed that the scavenger looked very poor, but there must be food in the bulging backpack.
It's very simple. I have time to wander around in gathering places, and I still have the energy to make a scene on my own. Lin An could guess where the professor's food came from.
The Houston Rocket Launch Base was surrounded by many wartime underground facilities.
Scavenger, maybe a disguise.
as expected.
The man was stunned after hearing this. After a moment, he opened his mouth, his whole body seemed to be hit by electric current, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"Psychic...psionic!?"
"me!?"
Breathing heavily.
He felt a sudden surge of power within his body, and it was obviously different from ordinary psychic power.
The man was so excited that he suddenly fell to the ground.
Ordinary people do not have psychic powers. Even if their physical fitness reaches the limit before becoming an awakened person, it can only give rise to a very vague sense of energy.
Only when you enter the spiritual energy node and become an awakened person can spiritual energy be born in your body.
Although the man doesn't know if this is true, this kind of thing is nothing but spiritual power! ?
ten minutes! ? A pile of broken rocks can give you psychic powers! ?
You don’t even need to raise your attributes to the limit! ?
There is no doubt that this is a miracle!
"Can I still ask God to give me some more inspiration!? Can I still do it!?"
Rolling and crawling.
A few seconds later, the man looked pleading and grabbed Lin An's feet as if he was crazy.
The trembling lips and red eyes seemed to have really seen the light in despair.
He no longer cared to think about whether this mysterious Ling'an Church was a god or something created by a powerful awakener.
He only knew that for a survivor like him, who was at the lowest level, the mysterious man wearing a black robe and claiming to be the Ling'an Church was his only hope.
When they looked at each other, he saw Lin An's eyes that were as calm as water, as if they were filled with "compassion".
As if he thought of something, he suddenly got up from the ground and opened his backpack with his backhand.
Trembling wildly at the ground.
"Wow!"
As if tilted, jars of cans and well-packaged biscuits fell to the floor.
When he saw that there were even dried sausages in the bag full of food that fell out, Anduin's eyes widened suddenly as he was serving Lin An, and he almost tilted his body and lost his balance!
Damn it! ? This scavenger is so rich! ?
sausage! ? can! ? biscuit! ?
It has been more than a year since the apocalypse broke out, and this kind of food is almost a delicacy for them at this stage! It is a delicacy that even the awakened may not be willing to eat!
"Please let me hear God's inspiration one more time...please!"
Crying bitterly.
No one knew why the man was so excited.
Only he knew that he was too hungry for power.
Since the death of his wife and children, he has been living in this world like a zombie.
He does have a storeroom, and the scavenger attire he wears is a disguise he learned after being nearly killed by someone who took his food away.
If he had the power, his child might not have been eaten alive.
If he had the strength, he would not hide behind the door crying and listening to the screams of his wife being insulted and killed.
The sound of nails and head hitting the iron door was a nightmare that he could never forgive himself for in his life.
............
Twenty minutes later.
Lin An couldn't help but fell into deep thought when he saw Hans dancing with excitement, holding his backpack and going back to get more food.
Beside him were children who could no longer restrain themselves and danced happily.
Fairly smooth.
He did notice that there was something different about this scavenger, but he did not expect that the food provided by the other person alone would solve his urgent need.
What made Lin An fall into deep thought was the other party's desire for power.
It's normal to desire power.
There is no survivor around the world who does not desire it.
In order to gain power, too many people are willing to be dogs, slaves, kill their wives and children, and leave everything behind.
But, the problem is that this is useless.
"Anduin, you mean that you can't complete many tasks that can improve attributes, right?"
After listening to Lin An's question, the young man who quickly stuffed the can into his clothes to hide it was stunned for a moment, then nodded bitterly.
"Yes, my lord...my lord."
"The tasks issued by the system include changing food and changing attributes."
"But as long as it's a task to improve attributes, you need to kill zombies."
"But there are no zombies here anymore."
After the words fell, Lin An's eyes narrowed, and an extremely strong sense of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
He thought he knew what the problem he had been ignoring all this time was.
Class solidification.
The dead Long An.
Two kinds of apocalypse.
