Chapter 15: Chapter 15: Awakening Ability Chapter 15: Chapter 15: Awakening Ability At the door of the room, Han Yi circled Han Jiaojiao in his arms, wanting a goodnight kiss.
Han Jiaojiao felt this was too bold. The thought that there were still others in the house who might see… made her uncomfortably embarrassed.
But as soon as she revealed a slight hint of resistance, Han Yi’s attitude beca suddenly forceful, and his kiss carried a compelling intent, as if trying to prove sothing.
Han Jiaojiao felt so pain, but she didn’t dare to resist any further, simply enduring it silently.
It wasn’t until she tasted the salty tang of blood that Han Yi finally let her go.
His eyes, once filled with a harsh energy, finally cleared up, and Han Yi gently caressed Han Jiaojiao’s swollen lips, “… Brother was wrong, does it hurt?”
Han Jiaojiao shook her head slightly, “It doesn’t hurt.” What was this pain compared to the hurt she experienced after losing her brother in a previous life? Those were the real pains. Besides, her brother didn’t do it on purpose, he just… just sotis couldn’t control himself well.
In Han Jiaojiao’s heart, she truly didn’t mind at all. She was just a bit worried about her brother’s emotions. Was it because of the apocalyptic world that he seed easier to lose control?
Han Yi tenderly licked the wound on her lip, his breathing sowhat heavy. His arm tightly imprisoned her waist, making Han Jiaojiao feel short of breath, and then he suddenly released her.
“Go to sleep,” Han Yi said to her with a soft smile.
Han Jiaojiao grabbed Han Yi’s hand, coquettishly unwilling to let him leave.
“What? Can’t bear to part with ?”
Han Jiaojiao nodded her head.
Han Yi’s eyes were filled with a deeper smile, “Be good, wait until you’re grown up to sleep with brother.”
“I am grown up already!” she said, and then her face flushed red. That’s not what she ant at all! She just couldn’t bear parting with her brother, not that she wanted to… ah, but her response sounded so impatient…
“Bad guy!” Han Jiaojiao lightly called out in shy anger and turned to close the bedroom door.
Han Yi stood outside her room, quietly standing for a long ti before leaving.
—The next morning, Xiao Jian and Yan Xiao were ready to set off, but plans don’t always keep up with changes, and Yan Xiao suddenly fell ill.
Yan Xiao had felt off since he got up in the morning, feeling groggy; it was only after Xiao Jian used a thermoter that they discovered Yan Xiao had a fever.
When Han Jiaojiao ca downstairs, Yan Xiao was leaning on the couch, looking very weak. Han Yi and Xiao Jian were sitting aside, talking.
She went to the fridge to get so milk and bread, heated them up, and brought them over as a simple breakfast.
Xiao Jian took the bread and said to Han Yi, “Yan Xiao can’t travel in this condition, I’ll go alone.”
Yan Xiao also knew his current physical state was not suited for the road. He weakly rubbed his head, mumbling, “It’s just a slight fever, but why do I feel so rotten…”
Han Jiaojiao looked thoughtfully at Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao said feebly, “Han bro, do you have any fever-reducing dicine? Give a couple, I feel awful.”
Han Yi got up to fetch the dicine, but Han Jiaojiao tugged at his sleeve and turned to Yan Xiao, “I’ll go get the dicine, you wait a mont, alright?”
Han Jiaojiao suspected that Yan Xiao’s fever was a precursor to the awakening of an Ability. The symptom of a low-grade fever was the initial response of the body’s native antibodies to the entry of microbial spores.
After the apocalyptic world began, a type of microbial spore started to spread across the Earth. When these microbes ca into contact with an infected individual, they would autonomously alter their genetic composition to ensure their survival within the host. Due to the random nature of these genetic changes, so hosts would not be able to adapt and would die out violently, so would turn into monsters, and others would unlock the human body’s potential, awakening various Superpowers.
In his past life, Yan Xiao had an Ability, though it was not clear which one. However, Han Jiaojiao was certain that he would not die at this ti, nor would he turn into an Alien Species. Moreover, individuals who mutated into Alien Species did not begin with a fever, but with an increased appetite and a sensitivity to light.
Han Jiaojiao pretended to rummage through the dicine cabinet and erged with a pill and a cup of hot water in hand.
With so effort, Yan Xiao lifted his arm, took the cup, and swallowed the dicine. Eyes closed and leaning on the sofa, he humd, “This pill is oddly sweet…”
Han Jiaojiao felt guilty and blushed, hiding behind her brother.
Xiao Jian helped Yan Xiao to his feet and said to Han Yi, “Han, I’ll help Yan Xiao upstairs to rest.”
Han Yi nodded.
Once they had gone upstairs, Han Jiaojiao hurriedly explained to Han Yi, “Brother, he’s about to awaken his Ability. Taking random dication is bad for him, so that’s why I didn’t give him any fever-reducing dicine. I didn’t an to withhold it…” She knew that Yan Xiao was one of her brother’s most important friends and was sowhat afraid that her brother would be angry at her for this.
Although Han Yi’s face was as stern as usual, the eyes that looked at her still held warmth. “Brother’s not angry. Brother knows you ant well.”
Relieved, Han Jiaojiao patted her chest and stuck out her tongue at him playfully.
“What did Jiaojiao give him just now?”
“Uh… vitamin candy.”
Han Yi pinched her face playfully, “You little rascal.”
Xiao Jian soon ca back down, as he was one for action. After greeting Han Yi and Han Jiaojiao, he grabbed two pieces of bread and set off.
Han Jiaojiao stood in the yard, watching the large trucks drive away from the gate, silently praying for Xiao Jian and the distant Lu Changyuan to return safely.
After Xiao Jian left, Han Jiaojiao and Han Yi began their usual physical training as per routine. Next to the swimming pool on the first floor was an open space with various gym equipnt, sufficient for most of the basic training found in a regular gym. The garden in the backyard of the villa served as a shooting range.
Han Yi ordered takeout for lunch, and Yan Xiao managed to eat a little, his fever symptoms no different from the morning. His temperature had neither risen nor shown any trend of decreasing.
Han Jiaojiao quietly told Han Yi that it would take three to five days to recover. She explained that the shorter the process, the better, as a longer duration ant greater damage to the body. A short duration indicated a high degree of acceptance by the body to the foreign microbial colonies, which ant greater Abilities obtained. A long duration ant that the microbial colonies and the body’s native cells would resist and negate each other; even if Superpowers were ultimately acquired, their potency would be considerably limited. Therefore, in a sense, the length of the awakening process determined the quality of a Superpower User.
Seeing that Yan Xiao’s condition was relatively stable, they went downstairs to start checking the supplies placed in the outer courtyard.
Han Jiaojiao grabbed a paper cutter, hopped to the outer courtyard, and excitedly sliced through the tape on the outer cartons.
Han Yi had only allowed for a two to three-month supply to be delivered, so most of the items here were easy-to-store staples like rice, canned goods, and the like. Warm clothing wasn’t needed for the mont and wasn’t brought over. Aside from food, Han Jiaojiao also found large amounts of gasoline, diesel, and various tools for outdoor exploration. When Han Jiaojiao opened the boxes full of firearms and ammunition, she was so thrilled that she began jumping on the spot.
Han Yi watched Han Jiaojiao’s excited little figure with a pleased expression. However, when he saw his sister expertly install a scope onto a sniper rifle, his expression turned back to its usual gloom, darker even.
——Han Jiaojiao’s skills were too polished; that wasn’t sothing one could learn in a dream. Only through countless rehearsals could one assemble a sniper rifle so swiftly and cleanly in such a short ti.
His sister had always been with him, and even when he wasn’t by her side, there were always at least two bodyguards following her. Everything about her had been under his watch for years. When had she ever co into contact with knowledge about firearms?
Han Yi’s heart kept sinking. He wanted to ask her, but when Han Jiaojiao turned around, holding the rifle with a brilliantly bright smile aid at him, all his doubts stuck in his throat, and he found himself unable to voice them.
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