Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space Chapter 15 15: Sign Of Mutation

Jin Xuyan listened without interrupting. Only after they had all spoken did he finally say, "Being injured by zombies doesn't always an you will turn into one. There is a chance you might awaken an ability power."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his palm, and in an instant, a whip of black fla ignited above it.

The soldiers' eyes widened in shock and amazent. So wondered if exhaustion caused their eyes to play tricks on them.

Jin Xuyan clenched his fist, extinguishing the fla and continued, "When I was injured before, I developed a high fever. But when I woke up, I had the ability to summon fire."

One of the injured soldiers hesitated before asking, "Captain, do we really have hope?"

Jin Xuyan nodded and replied, "I have noticed that those who mutate usually show symptoms within two hours after being bitten. If you haven't turned by then, there is a chance you will awaken an ability instead. So far, the only sign of awakening ability that I know of is a high fever."

His gaze swept over them as he continued, "For the next two hours, each of you will be tied up and supervised by five n. If any of you show signs of turning into a zombie, I will personally send you off."

"But until the last second, I won't give up on you, and you are not allowed to give up either. This is an order!" he added sternly.

The soldiers' morale, once at its lowest, lifted instantly. As long as there was hope, they refused to surrender to despair.

Seeing the renewed determination in their eyes, Jin Xuyan nodded and said, "Zhang Yuan, tie them up and assign five n to watch over them. The rest of you, take a ten-minute break and clean up the area."

"Yes, Captain!"

After issuing his orders, Jin Xuyan turned and walked toward the mini-market near the rest area. He unsheathed his longsword before pushing the door open.

The mont the door was opened, a zombie lunged at him.

Before its sharp claws could touch his body, he swung his longsword in a clean arc. A second later, the zombie's head rolled to the ground, and its body collapsed with a dull thud.

After killing the zombie, Jin Xuyan pulled a flashlight from his pocket and illuminated the dark room.

As he walked down the aisle, he noticed that aside from a thin layer of dust, the only footprints on the floor were the ssy, dragging tracks left by the zombie he had just killed.

Once he finished checking the storefront, he moved to the counter and spotted a door behind it. This ti, he approached cautiously, pressing his ear against the door to listen for any sounds.

He waited for five minutes and didn't hear any sound coming from inside. Afterward, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The beam of his flashlight swept through the room, revealing sothing unexpected. The room was actually the warehouse. Though it was only about 100 square ters in size, the supplies inside were abundant and varied.

With this amount of supplies, they could last his team for at least three months.

As he considered how to transport everything, a thought crossed his mind—how useful it would be to have soone with a space storage ability.

But then, rembering human nature in these chaotic tis, a sneer appeared on his lips. Even if he found soone with such ability-power, would he dare entrust all their supplies to that person?

The answer was obvious. No.

He threw that thought to the back of his mind and checked every corner of the warehouse. After ensuring that there was no zombie inside, he returned to the storefront.

The mont he stepped outside, a soldier hurried over and reported, "Captain, we found ten oil drums full of gasoline."

Jin Xuyan nodded and said, "Load them onto the truck and fill up the truck and jeep's fuel. There is food and water inside—bring so to everyone so they can eat."

"Yes, Captain."

The soldier was excited by the abundant supplies and rushed into the mini-market to gather water and bread for his comrades.

Thinking of the wounded, Jin Xuyan headed back inside. He grabbed several plastic bags and filled them with water, jelly drink, and fever dicine before making his way to the injured soldiers.

Seeing them leaning against the wall with pale faces, he patted the shoulder of a nearby soldier and said, "Help feed them."

Hearing his order, the soldiers nodded and imdiately assisted their comrades, giving them water and food.

Jin Xuyan knelt beside one of the injured soldiers, who was sleeping fitfully with a deep frown. He unscrewed a bottle of water and reached out, pressing two fingers against the soldier's forehead.

The burning hot temperature scalded the back of his fingers. Having a fever was a good sign.

Without wasting ti, he fed him fever dicine and water. Since the soldier was too weak to chew, he gave him a jelly drink to ensure he wouldn't starve.

Zhang Yuan was feeding the soldier lying on the side, saw the soldier's flushed cheeks, and asked, "Captain, what's wrong with Xiao Qi?"

Jin Xuyan didn't answer imdiately. Instead, he unbuttoned Xiao Qi's shirt and inspected his wounds. Seeing no sign of mutation, he finally said, "There is dicine inside the mini-market. Go get it and use it to treat their wounds."

"Understood," Zhang Yuan nodded and quickly went to the mini-market.

While Zhang Yuan went to fetch the dicine, Jin Xuyan checked the others. Out of the eight wounded, only one showed signs of mutation. His best friend.

The flesh around Qin Luzi's wound had already begun to rot and his temperature slowly dropped.