Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Chapter 49 Day Zero | False Praise

Craasssh!

Evalyn's eyes snapped open from a loud sound forced her to wake. The sound of screaming followed imdiately after, sending her heart racing, pounding in an erratic, offbeat rhythm.

"Calm down, sir! S-Sir, please—Gah! Let go!!"

"SHUT UP!"

Crash! Thud, thud, thud.

Adrenaline pulsed in Evalyn's veins when she heard the woman screaming down the hall. She imdiately jumped up from her chair and ran to the door.

"Get OFF!"

"I SAID SHUT UP, BITCH!"

Craaaash!

Evalyn's fight or flight reflex triggered, and her brain, conscious of her strength, opted to fight.

She wasn't thinking of helping the woman; her mind told her that she and her mother were in danger. So she burst through the door.

A tall, shirtless man with dark brown hair wearing heart monitors on his body threw a black-haired nurse in pink scrubs against the hall's wall.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his jaw twitched back and forth in a craze. His hairy chest was bleeding profusely from scratch marks from his fingernails.

"S-Sir, please!" The nurse pleaded on the ground, her nose bleeding from a punch to the face.

"SHUT! UP!" He yelled in a vitriolic rage.

Evalyn's eyes trembled in panic and confusion. mories of her mother getting beaten by her father flashed before her eyes, leaving her twisted.

The sounds around her disappeared, making her feel like she was underwater. She saw male nurses and orderlies running down the hall to restrain the man, but she didn't process them.

Her mind was blank.

Strength. Control. Power.

Those were three things Evalyn lacked when she saw her dad beating her mom growing up. She always felt helpless—worthless—watching her get hurt from the corner of the hall.

That changed. It changed because Kaze gave her power and taught her how to use it.

Evalyn didn't think about Kaze, power, or helping people as she watched the man pick the woman up.

Her brain saw the man as a threat. He was a threat to her mom, just as her father was.

The man lifted the woman with his left hand, using muscles beyond the human's body pain triggers.

He raised his right hand to punch the screaming, pleading woman at full strength.

Ti slowed to a crawl for everyone as they watched the scene, knowing they wouldn't make it in ti before he delivered a serious blow to the woman.

CRAAAACCK!

The orderlies and male nurses fell still as the man flew across the hall, crashing into the ground and cracking his skull on the ground.

After investigating what happened, they found that he dropped the woman reflexively when an ice ball smashed into his skull.

Everyone looked down the hall and found Evalyn, surrounded by a slight vortex of white frost around her.

She had a blank expression, unaware that her power was showing openly. Only once the woman got up and ran over to her did she snap out of her haze.

All the frost swirling around her disappeared, and she looked at the black-haired nurse crying before her.

"T-Thank you!" The woman cried, hugging Evalyn with a thankful expression, "I thought he'd kill . Thank you!"

Evalyn blinked twice as the world sped up, catching up to her. The sounds of the hall burst into her ears as the orderlies ca up and thanked her as well.

Her breathing beca sharp as she comprehended the situation.

Down the hall was a human body with blood squirting from his open skull. She killed a man, and people were around her, desperately thanking her.

"T-The troops left to quarantine the other hall, and they left us here!" The nurse cried with tears streaming down her eyes.

"I thought I'd die too. So many of us have been injured or killed."

Evalyn stared at the woman in disbelief.

She was in a soundproof room designed for the wealthy elites, on the top floor, isolated from the seven floors of chaos below her.

As a result, she didn't realize what was happening between the door, location, and her sleeping.

Now she was trying to process her killing soone, why she did it without thinking, and the hospital's situation simultaneously.

It was difficult because she understood that she had made a major mistake but didn't know how people knew about it.

Evalyn looked down and saw the woman's bloody hands on hers. The thin layer of frost on her arms made her realize what had happened.

"I…." She replied awkwardly.

The woman nodded in acceptance, understanding her shock.

"Thank you, miss." A male doctor with grey hair said while examining the corpse and running down the hall, "We don't know what we would've done without you."

"D-Don't worry about it." Evalyn replied hesitantly.

"Well, that's good." He replied with frantic brown eyes, "Because we could desperately use your help right now. Things are getting out of control in the lower floors."

The blonde shook her head. "Look, I can't help. To be honest, I'm not sure what happened. It felt like my body just reacted with a strange force."

"You an to tell that your body create a block of ice and hit a man in the skull with pinpoint precision on its own?" The man asked with sharp, narrowed eyes.

"Yes…." Evalyn replied, "I don't know what's going on, but I'm just here for my mother. I can't leave her side."

"You don't have to worry about that." He replied, "We can protect her."

The blonde panned her gaze on the stunned orderlies and woman next to her.

"Forgive , but you couldn't protect your nurses and helpers." Evalyn said bluntly, "If you can't do that, you can't protect my mother, can you?"

"Normally, that would be the case, but you're a cultivator, yes?" The doctor asked with bent wrinkles on his forehead, "We can have soldiers protect your mother due to your value."

Her eyes trembled, and she looked back at her mother's hospital room.

"I-I can't. I should be gone, but the hospital won't let take my mother." Evalyn said.

The doctor scoffed in disdain. "That's because the people helping your mother are dying, yet you'll let them die?"

"Don't get the wrong idea, sir." She swallowed, "I'm just a teenager. I don't know anything about fighting, and I barely learned this stuff a few days ago. I'd put my and my mother's life in danger."

Technically she was still a teen, as the denotation stops at nineteen. It was misleading but true.

"Unbelievable." The man scoffed, looking away with his bloodshot eyes, "All of you cultivators are the sa. So self-centered and unwilling to help others."

Evalyn turned to look at the woman and orderlies to [prove] she was willing to help.

However, they were looking away from her in disappointnt and disillusionnt, as they were desperate, and the hope they felt with her presence disappeared.

"Look, I just helped your mbers." She said bluntly.

"Yet you're accusing of not helping anyone.

Instead of thanking , you're bitter that a teen without combat experience won't risk her and her mother's life to fight like a soldier.

I'm sorry for not being keen on helping you with your mindset and behavior."

The doctor scoffed and turned away from her. "You make sick. I'd ask that our dead doctors' and nurses' lives weigh on your soul, but it's obvious you don't care to begin with."

Everyone turned and looked away as they followed the doctor storming down the hall.

Evalyn watched their backs with narrowed eyes. Then she walked back into her room with a downcast expression and sat down.

She didn't wipe the blood off her hands, arms, or shoes. Her eyes just fell blank as she stared into dead space, lifeless and without thought.

—Present Ti—

An unknown amount of ti passed before she heard her phone beeped with a special tone, letting her know that Kaze had ssaged her.

Evalyn reached out to grab it but stopped when she saw the blood on her shaky hands, and sat back down to let tears fall from her eyes.

She didn't know if she could face Kaze.

After taking a deep breath, she steadied her hands and read the text.

—

You: The military is negotiating a deal. So leave your uncle out of it unless you want your mom to be a chess piece on day one.

—

Tears welled in Evalyn's eyes when she looked at her mom. The woman was under an anesthetic due to the Qi Sickness symptoms and bruises on her neck.

—

You: My mom is under an anesthetic for the night. Without my uncle pulling strings, I cannot move her, as she cannot travel.

—

She waited for five minutes.

Ten.

After an hour and a half, she finally gave up waiting for him to reply. However, the phone lit up again.

—

Kaze