My Cherry Will Explode in the Apocalypse – CH84

Chapter 84: Healing Ability

“Stop!” Seeing his brother at a disadvantage, Fifth Master no longer bothered with anything else. He immediately thrust both palms forward, and a blast of frigid, icy energy shot straight toward Zhan Yun’s face.

At the same time, Song Chengshu moved swiftly. A column of steaming hot water surged out, crashing directly into the icy energy and completely neutralizing it.

Fifth Master froze. He hadn’t expected this man—who looked so mild and unassuming—to also be an ability user.

An unbelievable thought suddenly flashed through his mind—could it be that what they said earlier was actually true? Were they really all ability users?

Before he could say anything, someone was already shouting.

“Open fire! Hurry up and open fire!” Seeing that the two sides had started fighting, Lai San feared that Fifth Master and Seventh Master would suffer losses and loudly urged the others to shoot.

Fifth Master’s eyes widened in fury. “Don’t fire!”

But it was already too late. His brothers, their nerves stretched taut, instinctively pulled the triggers. Several gunshots rang out at once.

It’s over!!!

Fifth Master’s heart sank hard. His mutated ice-type ability was considered extremely powerful within Lincheng Base, yet it had been effortlessly countered by this seemingly inconspicuous water-type ability user. That wind-type woman had casually dispersed Seventh Master’s fireball, and that tall, handsome man had even been able to suppress Seventh Master to the ground out of thin air. It was obvious—their strength far exceeded his own side’s…

If what they said was true—if every one of them was an ability user and possessed such strength—then ordinary bullets wouldn’t easily harm them. If everyone came out unscathed, there might still be room to smooth things over. But if anyone else were injured, it would mean a feud to the death!!!

At the instant the gunshots rang out, Su Ruizhe moved with a thought. A handful of nuts appeared in his left palm; he fused and catalyzed them, and a massive blast shield instantly formed in his hands. However, the shield’s size was limited and could only protect three people, so Su Ruizhe tossed it to Zheng Jiahe, who was holding Yu Dongdong, telling him to use it to protect Dongdong and Song Chengshu.

Fortunately, besides him, Zhang Shuoliang was also able to quickly erect an earthen wall to block the bullets. His ability level had already reached Tier Three, and the wall he raised was extremely solid—comparable to reinforced concrete. He successfully protected everyone else, stopping all the bullets. No one was injured further.

“Everyone stop! Put your guns down, all of you!” Seeing that no one on the other side was hurt, Fifth Master finally let out a huge sigh of relief and roared angrily at his subordinates.

In truth, even without Fifth Master saying anything, the ease with which Zhang Shuoliang and Su Ruizhe had blocked every single bullet had already deeply shaken them.

Could it be that these people really were all ability users?

“Useless trash who only ruin things! Who’s in charge here—you or me? Do I need you to give orders?!” Fifth Master strode over to Lai San in a few steps and slapped him to the ground.

Lai San realized he had caused a catastrophe and began shaking like a sieve. Fifth Master spared his life only out of consideration for the fact that Lai San was a distant relative of the boss.

After that, Fifth Master carefully stepped closer and cupped his fists toward the group standing on the stairs. “Everyone, please don’t be angry. It’s a misunderstanding—just a misunderstanding! I, Old Fifth, offer my apologies to all of you!”

Zhan Yun and the others looked at him coldly, unmoved. They had injured Dongdong—this wasn’t something that could be settled with a casual apology.

Seeing this, Fifth Master hurried another step forward and lowered his voice. “Everyone, my Seventh Brother accidentally hurt that little child just now—it was entirely his fault! Fortunately, the wound is on the shoulder and not fatal. Our base has a healing-type ability user. For such a minor injury, it can be healed in an instant. I beg this gentleman to show mercy and spare my Seventh Brother this once.”

Hearing this, Su Ruizhe’s gaze flickered. He reached out and gently squeezed Zhan Yun’s fingers.

Zhan Yun glanced at him, saw the almost imperceptible nod, and withdrew his ability.

Seventh Master, who had been pressed to the ground the entire time, was finally able to catch his breath. He let out a pained groan—his whole body felt as if it had been run over by a tank, and even breathing was laborious. Several underlings hurried over and carefully helped him up.

“Hurry! Go notify them—have Mr. Lin prepare to treat this little friend and Seventh Master!”

“Yes!” Someone quick on their feet had already sprinted off.

“Please, everyone, come with me.”

“So now you’re not saying we were lying anymore?” Cheng Jiao snorted coldly.

Cold sweat immediately poured down Fifth Master’s face as he continued apologizing. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry—this was all a misunderstanding!”

Several of them had just revealed their strength in succession, all hidden high-level ability users, more than proving the team’s power. Even though he still couldn’t believe that the injured child was also an ability user, with things having escalated this far, how could he possibly fall out with them over a mere three to five jin of grain?

“Lai San! Go call Li Bin down! Bring the registration book and follow us!” Even though there was no longer any need to hand in grain, registration was still required. At the very least, they needed to know these people’s backgrounds to proceed with further contact.

Lai San hurriedly scrambled up from the ground and crawled upstairs to call someone.

Outside, a light drizzle had already begun to fall. Fifth Master had someone bring over umbrellas and handed them to Zhan Yun and the others. Considering that treating Dongdong was the priority, they didn’t waste words. They took the umbrellas and followed behind Fifth Master and his group as they went out.

Lincheng Base wasn’t very large, and their destination wasn’t far, so everyone walked briskly and soon arrived.

It was a six-story residential building. Due to the lack of electricity, the security door’s access control system was effectively useless. A large ring-shaped padlock hung on it, and three people stood guard at the entrance. The door was locked from the outside—less like a safety measure, and more like a prison.

Seeing Fifth Master and the others arrive at a quick pace through the rain, the guards hurriedly took out a key and opened the door.

“Fifth Master, Mr. Lin is on the second floor.”

Fifth Master nodded and beckoned for Zhan Yun and the others to go upstairs.

The apartment directly opposite the stairwell on the second floor was also secured with an iron lock. The metal door was locked from the outside, with one person on guard. Only after seeing Fifth Master did he take out the key and open the door.

“The place inside is a bit small. I’m afraid it won’t fit so many people,” Fifth Master said with some difficulty, looking at Zhan Yun and the others.

“I’ll go in with Xiao Zhe. The rest of you wait outside,” Zhan Yun said, taking the injured Dongdong from Zheng Jiahe’s arms.

Dongdong’s little face was deathly pale, his eyes rimmed with red, tears trembling in his lashes, making him look pitiful beyond measure. Blood continued to seep from the wound on his shoulder, yet the child lay quietly in Zhan Yun’s arms without making a sound, so well-behaved that both Zhan Yun and Su Ruizhe couldn’t help but feel heartache.

“Don’t be afraid. It’ll be over soon,” Su Ruizhe said softly, gently patting Dongdong’s head.

They entered the room, and sure enough, it was very small—around sixty or seventy square meters, with two bedrooms and a living room. A pale-faced middle-aged man stood in the living room, his eyes lifeless, like a dried-up well.

“Mr. Lin, two people are injured. Sorry to trouble you,” Fifth Master said, pointing at Yu Dongdong and Seventh Master.

Only when Lin Jia saw the small boy in Su Ruizhe’s arms did a flicker of emotion finally appear in his eyes.

“This way,” Lin Jia said, pointing toward the master bedroom.

Inside the master bedroom were four narrow single beds covered with white sheets. Together with the white walls, it looked somewhat like a hospital ward—just without any of the hospital equipment.

Zhan Yun carefully laid Yu Dongdong onto one of the beds, while two underlings helped Seventh Master onto another.

Lin Jia placed his hand on Yu Dongdong’s shoulder wound. Perhaps the touch aggravated the injury—the child shuddered in pain, and the tears he had been holding back all this time finally fell.

“Be good, don’t cry. It’ll be over soon,” Lin Jia said awkwardly in comfort. From the palm resting on the wound, a gentle white light slowly flowed out.

The pain eased. Yu Dongdong’s tears gradually stopped. The bullet inside the wound was slowly forced out, and then the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By the time the treatment ended, the skin at Yu Dongdong’s shoulder looked brand new, with no trace left of the injury.

However, Lin Jia’s face had grown even paler. Fine beads of sweat covered his forehead, and his body swayed unconsciously.

“Are you okay?” Su Ruizhe hurried forward and supported him.

“I’m fine. Thank you,” Lin Jia said softly after offering his thanks, then walked over to Seventh Master’s bed and placed his hand on him.

Though Lin Jia’s face showed no obvious expression, in that instant Su Ruizhe clearly saw hatred and disgust in his eyes.

In his previous life, Su Ruizhe had heard that Lincheng Base once had a healing-type ability user. It was said “once” because by the time Su Ruizhe arrived at Lincheng Base, that healer was already dead.

Rumor had it that the healing-type ability user had died from exhausting his abilities to the point of collapse. But later, after Su Ruizhe himself was locked up in a research institute, he discovered that the healer had also died after his ability core was forcibly removed.

Like Su Ruizhe, he had been forced to “contribute to the future of humanity.”

Su Ruizhe had heard researchers say that because healing-type ability users suffered tremendous self-consumption when healing others, that ability user’s body rapidly declined over just a few months. In the end, the institute had no choice but to extract his ability core—claiming that since he was going to die anyway, he might as well make one last contribution to humanity’s future.

An ability user’s core was similar to a zombie’s crystal core—both formed through the accumulation of energy. A zombie’s crystal core was located in the brain, while an ability user’s core was located in the lower abdomen, at the dantian. If an ability user died, the ability core would disappear along with them. To extract it, one had to act while the ability user was still alive.

In the eyes of those perverse researchers, experimental subjects were no different from dead people. They wouldn’t even bother with anesthesia—simply slicing open their abdomens and digging the ability core out from their dantian while they were still alive.

How cruel was that?!

That healing-type ability user’s core was later ground into powder and made into a precious life-saving medicine, which the base commander kept as a treasured possession.

Later, when they learned that transparent crystal cores could help ability users replenish their abilities, they deeply regretted it, feeling that they had mistakenly killed a hen that laid golden eggs.

To avoid repeating that mistake, they selected ability users with no background but possessing special abilities. Under the pretext of collecting ability data and helping them level up, they gained their trust. Once they discovered that an ability was worth researching, they immediately captured them and locked them in the institute for inhumane experiments.

Su Ruizhe was one of those unlucky test subjects. After repeated experiments confirmed that he no longer had any research value, they finally removed his ability core—afraid that if he died too early, it would be a waste.

Seeing the way these people imprisoned Lin Jia, and after meeting Lin Jia in person, Su Ruizhe was certain that he was the same healing-type ability user who had met a tragic end in his previous life. Thinking of what Lin Jia had suffered back then, Su Ruizhe felt a deep sense of shared sorrow, like the fox mourning the rabbit’s death.

Why were these people allowed to trample on others’ lives at will?! Why were they allowed to do whatever they pleased?!

He had already changed his own fate—and now he wanted to help this man change his fate as well.

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