The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

Jiang Xiner had been at the base for less than a month, and she had already seen many people die from the cold.

Some of them were not dealt with in time after death. After they turned into corpses, even if there were evolvers coming to kill them, the deaths of the survivors nearby would be in vain.

Jiang Xiner chose to live in this stone house because the several stone houses nearby were empty.

"That man is not expected to die tonight. Judging from his cough, he still has some strength. He is different from the one in the east alley the day before yesterday."

She lit a fire, boiled snow water, and began to wash clothes, muttering to herself.

"We'll go check tomorrow morning to see how many days he can hold on."

After washing the clothes, Jiang Xiner put them in front of the fire to dry. Then she took a bath and washed her hair.

Only then did she take out a hanging pot.

Put it on the fire.

Throw some plant roots in it and cook...

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The next morning, the first thing Jiang Xiner did was to go next door.

Through the crack of the tattered wooden door, Jiang Xiner saw that the fire in the room had gone out.

A tall man was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out.

He had white hair that hid his face and he didn't move at all.

"died?"

Jiang Xiner was absent-minded for a while.

She quickly pulled out the butterfly knife from her waist which she never left.

At this moment, her heart was full of regret.

"How could I be so careless? I should have come and chopped off his head earlier!"

"It would be best if he took his last breath."

"That's the safest way to do it."

However, the 'corpse' showed no signs of transformation.

She observed carefully and found that the man's wrists exposed outside his clothes still looked fair.

"It didn't have time to transform into a corpse."

Jiang Xiner's eyes flashed with determination, and she stepped forward slowly and courageously.

Then he raised the butterfly knife high in his hand and stabbed it downwards suddenly...

At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" the deep voice asked.

Jiang Xiner was so frightened that the butterfly knife in her hand fell to the ground.

She stepped back in panic.

"No... I'm not going to kill you, I... I'm just visiting my neighbors!"

In this outer city where people eat each other, the viciousness of human nature has already been fully displayed.

So she lied.

If the man knew that I was going to chop him down just now, he would probably fight to the death with me.

Although Jiang Xiner often used her butterfly knife to intimidate others, for some reason, she felt a strong sense of crisis with this man.

It seemed that the extraordinary butterfly knife, which was regarded as a ferocious beast by ordinary survivors, was just a toy in his eyes.

"Neighbor?"

The man sat up, his white hair fell down, revealing a young face.

I have to say, he is very handsome, at least more handsome than most men in the outer city.

He was also the only clean person she had seen in the outer city. His white hair was washed very cleanly and he even tied a red hairband.

Jiang Xiner was stunned again. When she saw his white hair, she thought he was an old man.

She quickly bent down, picked up the fallen butterfly knife, and tried to remain calm.

At this moment, the man suddenly smiled gently: "So you came to visit me, thank you!"

"No...you're welcome."

Jiang Xiner stuttered and was very flustered inside.

Didn't he really see that?

Is there something wrong with your brain that you can't even see this?

The man started coughing violently again, and as he coughed, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

When Jiang Xiner saw this, all her guard was relaxed immediately.

"How many days can you live?" she asked boldly.

This was also the first time that I took the initiative to communicate with a strange man in this military base.

"Are you worried that I'll die and bite you after I turn into a zombie?" Zhao Yin raised his head, a smile hidden in his calm eyes.

Jiang Xiner lowered her head and looked at him, suddenly feeling a little ashamed of herself.

She bit her lower lip, which was now broken in two, and felt very disappointed.

My current appearance is my biggest support for survival, so why do I feel ugly?

Slowly, she raised her head again: "You are very ill. There is no medicine in the outer city. You should understand that it is difficult to survive, and you will also implicate me."

"But I don't want to die." Zhao Yin said.

Jiang Xiner looked at him in disbelief.

If you get sick you will die; this is common knowledge in the entire outer city.

If he says he doesn’t want to die, can he not die?

"As long as you can live for another day, you shouldn't think about death. Maybe when I go out, I may find a box of medicine and survive, right?" Zhao Yin continued.

He said it seriously, but Jiang Xiner couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Although the joke was sad, it made her smile for the first time since her mother left.

Since her mother passed away, Jiang Xiner has been extremely wary of any man.

It can even be said to be hatred.

But she suddenly felt that this guy who was so greedy for life that he was perverted was different from all the men in the outer city.

But...what does this have to do with her?

"If you want to die, remember to tell me in advance so that I can chop off your head in advance. It will be good for both you and me."

After Jiang Xiner finished speaking, she turned and walked out.

Behind me, I heard the man coughing again.

She returned to the stone house, cooked some food and ate it, then went out with the woven bag, heading for the safe area outside the city as usual.

For ordinary survivors, in addition to feeding themselves, their daily labor also requires them to hand over some plant roots and rhizomes to the managers in the city.

Today's long winter has forced the evolvers in the inner city to eat a mixture of mutated crops and plant roots just to fill their stomachs.

It was another day of hard work. Thanks to the butterfly knife, Jiang Xiner's harvest was several times that of ordinary survivors.

She is the only one who can fill her stomach with plant roots and rhizomes.

Carrying the harvest on her back, she returned home with a full load again.

When passing by the white-haired man's stone house, I heard his cough again.

Still so powerful!

There were no signs of dying.

Jiang Xiner felt relieved, opened the door and entered the house. As usual, after tidying up, she started to make a fire and cook the plant roots.

As the fire crackled, she gradually warmed her hands and feet.

Just as she picked up the bowl and chopsticks, fished out the cooked food from the hanging pot, and prepared to eat...

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

Jiang Xiner subconsciously grabbed the butterfly knife beside her, walked to the wooden door, and saw through the crack that it was the white-haired man.

"Get out of here!" Jiang Xiner said coldly.

Since entering this base, no one has ever approached her stone house.

This gave her a sense of crisis.

"Ahem...!"

The man suddenly started coughing again.

In the wind and snow, his white hair hung down and his whole body was shaking.

After a long while, he said, "I want to eat something hot."

Jiang Xiner looked at him.

He was a man, and he had barged into her house without permission.

She should have been extremely wary of him, but for some reason, her heart softened.

"Forget it. He's going to die anyway. I won't lose much if I give him a bite."

At this moment, Jiang Xiner thought that she must be crazy.

To the point that I felt compassion for a man.

She made an excuse for herself that this man was so weak that he could be killed with one knife and posed no threat.