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Chapter 157

The middle-aged man stared at his expressionless daughter, his expression a bit stiff.

Everything happened on the day of the disaster. His wife, the mother of his daughter, didn't manage to survive the infection and didn't have the time to notice her breathing pattern before she died and became a zombie.

His daughter, Lanshan, had become autistic due to her mother's death. If this was the previous society, she would have been able to find a good psychiatrist and get better after a long period of treatment.

But in such a doomsday scenario, there was no psychiatrist to treat people in a plague outbreak zone.

There were some in the uninfected areas, but from the broadcast, the government had already sealed off all the infected areas, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving.

It was a bit easier for people from the outside to enter, they only needed to bribe a few officers in charge of the blockade to sneak into the infected areas. After all, there were some people who wanted to die, and they couldn't be stopped.

And if people from the infected areas wanted to leave, there was a proper way to do so. As long as they could prove that they weren't infected, they would be able to return to the peaceful areas after being sterilized. But if they were infected, they would be killed on the spot.

Even the officers didn't dare to play any tricks. Their superiors had already announced that releasing infected people was a no-go, regardless of rank or reason, as soon as an infected person was found to have left the infected areas, the person in charge would be killed on the spot without the need to go to military court.

It was practically impossible to leave the infected areas, so the middle-aged man could only interact with his daughter whenever he had the time, hoping that he could help her walk out of the trauma as soon as possible.

"There's a supermarket up ahead, let's go find some food" the middle-aged man held his daughter's hand. Since he wasn't good with words, he could only awkwardly change the topic and brought his unresponsive daughter to the supermarket up ahead.

It had only been three days since the disaster happened, so there was still plenty of food for now. But after a while, food would become extremely scarce.

Perhaps I should gather a few people and start to develop a base to grow edible crops "the middle-aged man thought as he ate a piece of bagged bread. But he didn't have any concrete plans for how to do that. After all, he was only a technical worker before, so he didn't know much about management.

"Hm? This feeling, are zombies approaching? " After the middle-aged man achieved the first stage of release, not only did he obtain the power of his own [Origin], after the release of his [Origin], he was also able to continuously generate new soul energy, raising the quality of his soul and greatly improving his perception.

The ceiling of the minimart was directly smashed open, revealing a jet-black man half-crouching within the smoke and dust of the ruins. He slowly stood up, under the demon-like mask, a pair of beast-like eyes filled with aggression stared straight at the middle-aged man's Disasforce sword.

"Are you the one who took what belongs to me?" As the dust settled, the mask on Chen Di Xi's face slowly disappeared, revealing his face.

"Is that a human?" The middle-aged man placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, shielding his daughter behind him. The thing that covered the other party's body gave off a thick aura of mutated germs, but when the other party was able to speak and reveal his face, he could also sense the presence of a human.

"I didn't take anyone's stuff. Even the food in the supermarket, we used our belongings to exchange for it, even though the shopkeeper is not here now." The middle-aged man sensed the other party's dense malice and explained. If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to become enemies with anyone.

"The Disasforce weapon in your hand is now mine" Chen Di Xi very seriously said: "It was originally prepared for me, I only arrived a bit late, but you've already stolen it"

"Are you kidding me?" The middle-aged man appeared displeased. Things like Disasforce weapons were naturally first come, first served, there was no such thing as' prepared for anyone '. The other party only said that to steal his Disasforce weapon.

From the way the other party broke through the ceiling, as well as the strange tight-fitting clothes he was wearing, the middle-aged man could tell that the other party wasn't someone to be trifled with. If it was a normal item, he might have given it to the other party without hesitation, or even before he established a connection with the Disasforce weapon, he might have already given it to the other party.

But now that he had established a connection with the Disasforce weapon and even completed the initial release of his [Origin], once the connection between him and the Disasforce weapon was severed, he wouldn't die, but having his soul-bound weapon taken away would be the same as taking a knife to his soul.

His [Origin] ability would be crippled, his soul would fall into an extremely weakened state. In this apocalyptic environment, falling into such a state would be no different from death.

He didn't want to die, not to mention how his daughter would be able to survive in this apocalyptic environment if he died.

He drew his Disasforce sword, pointed it at Chen Di Xi, then waved his hand to signal his daughter to move further away, telling her with a serious expression: "Leave this place, or I'll show you my ability"

"So you've already released your [Origin] huh?" Although Chen Di Xi had already expected this, he still felt a bit regretful. It was because he was first in [Respiratory Art] that he obtained the method to forge Biomass Gear. Perhaps the first person to release their [Origin] would also receive a reward?

"Then there's no other way. Regardless of what happens, this Disasforce weapon is mine" Chen Di Xi roughly knew what would happen to a person who had their Disasforce weapon taken away, but he didn't care anymore. The strong preyed on the weak, this was the same no matter if it was a civilized society or the current apocalyptic era, the only difference was that civilized societies still had rules to hide it.

The mask on Chen Di Xi's face twitched, once again covering his face. Crouching down a bit, with the help of Biomass Gear, his body shot forward like a cannonball towards the middle-aged man.

Being able to achieve the first stage of release of [Origin], the middle-aged man naturally wasn't a weakling. His enhanced senses allowed him to notice Chen Di Xi's movements, causing him to hurriedly dodge in a bit of a panic, the sword in his hand slashed towards the charging Chen Di Xi.

Both of them were normal civilians in an era of peace, so they hadn't gone through any combat training, so their battle naturally didn't involve any tactics or techniques.

Thanks to his excellent senses, the middle-aged man managed to dodge Chen Di Xi's attack, then hurriedly slashed at him. The middle-aged man didn't know any swordsmanship, so his frantic slash didn't do much damage to Chen Di Xi who was wearing Biomass Gear.

Chen Di Xi watched as the Biomass Gear on his body slowly recovered and calmed down. He originally thought that the other party would be the first to release his [Origin], but he was also a rookie.

In a battle between rookies, the one with the highest defense would naturally have the advantage. After confirming this, Chen Di Xi once again charged towards the middle-aged man, causing him to break out in cold sweat.

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