Stock up on supplies! Raise zombies! The end of the world is over!

"Listen to me." Jiang Run saw that he was a little angry, and knew that he cherished him, so the depression in his heart dissipated a little.

"I thought later that this would be unfair to both you and Ji Xun. I can't use him, and I can't bear to bully you like this."

"Rong Qingyue, I want to become stronger and protect the people I want to protect."

"Do you remember? You once told me that you would end the apocalypse."

"I thought you were fanciful at the time. The ugly desires in people's hearts will never allow society to return to the system."

"But now, I see that Zhu Ning has someone he loves, but he dares not be with her because of the war. I see that the defenseless old, weak, and sick people have become victims of experiments."

"I finally realized that you were right."

"The end of the world shouldn't exist, and I have to shoulder my own responsibilities."

Every word she spoke was clear and logical. Rong Qingyue gazed at her plain little face without any makeup, and felt the love in his heart surging and difficult to calm down.

Her plump lips were stained with a transparent color from the kiss just now, and they were gorgeous and dazzling.

He couldn't help but kiss her again and praised, "Jiaojiao is awesome."

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

The room was full of crystal cores. Rong Qingyue picked up one and crushed it in his palm. The abundant energy overflowed and was quickly restrained by his supernatural powers and led into Jiang Run's body.

The air flow gradually went up along Jiang Run's palm, along the meridians, and through his dantian, making him feel warm wherever he went.

"what is this?"

"My mother comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. This is an ancestral method of circulating the meridian acupoints. I also learned by chance that this can promote the absorption of supernatural powers. If you haven't practiced it before, just relax. I will guide the qi to clear it."

A family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners with a thousand-year heritage, this thing is something Jiang Run can’t understand even if he wants to learn it.

The gas circulated in her body for several cycles, and the blocked feeling in her body began to loosen.

"it works."

"Well, bear with it, it will hurt later."

Sure enough, after Rong Qingyue crushed the crystal core again and drew the energy into her body, her meridians began to hurt.

It was a vague pain at first, but later it became a direct tearing pain.

She held back the groan that was rising from her throat and broke out in a cold sweat.

Going from the eighth level to the ninth level is painful enough, not to mention that Jiang Run has all-round abilities, so the pain he endures will be several times stronger than that of others.

"Jiaojiao, how about it, can you still hold it in?"

She was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to speak. She just nodded, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her smooth little face.

"Go soak in the water, it should feel better."

"it is good."

She stepped into the bathtub again. The water inside was clearly heated, just right.

The excruciating pain came from all directions, almost drowning her.

“It hurts. It hurts.”

She couldn't help but whimper like a little animal. Her bones seemed to be crushed, but were also stimulated by the energy in the air and continued to heal.

destroy……

Healed again...

The newly grown ones were destroyed again...

All the strength in her body is used to repair itself, and the cycle repeats itself.

Jiang Run fainted from the pain. Rong Qingyue hugged her but did not stop drawing Qi into her body.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was just getting light.

The girl sleeping on the blanket woke up from her coma. Before she opened her eyes, she could already feel everything around her.

The broken crystal core, the turbid water remaining in the bathtub, and Rong Qingyue's lost lighter on the blanket.

She got promoted?!

She's at level nine? !

The pain from last night disappeared completely from her body. She didn't feel any discomfort, but her body was much stronger than usual.

She took out a small knife from the space and cut her arm cleanly and neatly. The skin as delicate as a lotus root was soon cut with a long cut.

Before it had time to bleed, the long cut healed, and the skin on the arm was delicate and smooth, without any injury.

She has the ability to heal herself.

And this is without activating any supernatural powers.

Even if her superpowers were blocked, she would be able to recover quickly as long as she was not hurt in vital areas.

In addition, Jiang Run also carefully felt the supernatural powers in his body, and found that they were indeed much fuller than before.

If we compare her to Laboratory No. 2, she, with her eighth-level superpower, needed to fight with No. 2 for a while, but now, with her ninth-level superpower, one move is enough to kill No. 2.

No wonder it’s so difficult to go from level eight to level nine.

The gap in strength is so huge.

By the way, where is Rong Qingyue?

She woke up late and there was no one else in the tent except her. Jiang Run picked up the lighter on the ground. She recognized it as the one Rong Qingyue often played with.

The outer shell was worn out and the oil inside was gone, but he carried it around like a treasure.

Last night, Rong Qingyue helped her draw the Qi into her body with ease. Does that mean that he has also reached the ninth level?

With two genuine ninth-level superpowers, Jiang Run gained some confidence in the upcoming battle.

"Young City Lord, all the spies in the base have been located and controlled."

Fortunately, Rong Qingyue had left enough manpower in the city, and in less than a day, all the spies planted by Ji Wenshi were locked down.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

There were thousands of people who were bribed.

Ji Wenshi had no idea how many toxic reagents had been secretly transported to various bases. Was he trying to catch them all in one fell swoop?

It depends on who has a tougher life.

Rong Qingyue looked cold and sent a message to the garrison troops closest to the southern base, asking them to stay close to the city and keep a close eye on the movements inside.

At noon, the tripartite meeting was held again.

"Heavy troops have arrived and have sufficient ammunition."

Jiang Run was not shy about it. The batch of hot weapons she stockpiled abroad before the end of the world finally came in handy, and she threw them all out all at once.

All brand new.

The operation is simple and convenient, and anyone can learn it.

"Very good. Now Jiang Run and I have reached the ninth level. I think today is the best time to attack. Don't let Ji Wenshi have more time to prepare."

Ji Xun naturally had no objection, as they had already figured out most of the situation in the city.

He has been waiting for the day when he would go into complete war with Ji Wenshi and fight to the death for a long time.

"Leave the ninth-order supernatural power of the city gate to me. You focus on attacking the city gate. It would be best if the missile can locate Ji Wenshi's laboratory building."

Several people quickly completed the division of labor.

Jiang Runwen Xu was in charge of the ninth-level psychic, while Rong Qingyue and Ji Xun were in charge of the main battlefield.

After the end of the world, many satellites malfunctioned and only some were usable, so the simple targeted strikes in the past now had to be operated manually.

Most of the people in the military camp were soldiers who had not awakened their special powers or military enthusiasts. Someone consoled them, "It's okay. We have plenty of ammunition. Just fight with all your might."

"As long as we kill one, we can reduce the burden on our friendly psychics, right?"

The soldiers were all excited and eager to fight.

I don't know who started singing.

The mountains and rivers are safe, the fireworks are normal, but you can see as you wish.

Children, sleep peacefully in your hometown, as you love it so much.

And I will dream of the reunion you dream of, wish for the forever you wish for, and walk the long road you walk. This is how I love you.

Their singing was loud and clear, as if they were singing to all the people who had died in the end times.

The strong wind blew up heavy snow, and among the flying snowflakes, it seemed as if I could see their tearful smiles.