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Can the same move be used twice?
If someone had asked Zheng Yifan in the past, he would have scoffed at the idea. For a person to fall for the same trick twice? Well, such people do exist.
However, Zheng Yifan truly believed that when dealing with a Zombie, even one as slightly intelligent as a Zombie Lord, using the same tactic might not work. The Zombie Lord might not even recognize it and could very well know how to evade it.
Zheng Yifan's means of dealing with the Zombie Lord were extremely limited. He found himself unable to move at all, his body feeling almost completely out of control, with only his eyeballs able to shift. The only part of him that still had some sensation was the index finger of his right hand, which had just been forced to regain a bit of feeling.
The Zombie Lord stood slowly before Zheng Yifan, scrutinizing him closely as if searching for weaknesses. Its gaze fixated on Zheng Yifan's neck; its simple intellect couldn't comprehend the vulnerabilities of other beings.
But it understood the weakness of Zombies. The fragile Zombie Crystal was their greatest vulnerability; as long as their source of power was stripped away, its kind would perish—never to rise again.
This strange food before it should be no different, right?
With its not-so-exceptional intellect, the Zombie Lord grasped a shard of a Mutated Zombie's claw in its chicken-like hand and thrust it downward with force.
The target was Zheng Yifan's throat, precisely aiming for his Adam's apple.
The Zombie Crystal of the Zombie should be right behind it.
With a sudden thrust downwards, despite its frail body and weak strength, the Zombie Lord had to give it everything it had.
Yet even with its weak physique, a single stab could still claim Zheng Yifan's life. Of course, if one stab didn't do it, two stabs might; eventually, there would be a time when it would succeed.
At that moment, Zheng Yifan decided not to think too much about it. He lightly curled his right finger.
Just as the shard of the Mutated Zombie's claw was about to touch Zheng Yifan's throat, a flash of white light suddenly appeared behind the Zombie Lord. Then—
It found itself flying into the air—truly flying. Its feeble brain couldn't comprehend why this was happening.
Then it saw its own body and noticed Zheng Yifan beside an Adamantium Shield. The shield had been corroded back to its metallic color and was now stained with a bit of green liquid. The familiar power and what could possibly be the Zombie Crystal from a Sixth-Stage Zombie King were tightly gripped in what remained of its un-evolved claw.
"My treasure! My evolution! My path to becoming a Zombie King! I will become the strongest lord!" In those final moments, the Zombie Lord finally realized something. A fierce unwillingness and blood-red eyes filled with madness allowed it to unleash its last ounce of strength.
It was also the most important power that made him the Zombie Lord.
A powerful wave of energy surged forth, the force he used to control other Zombies. However, when he released the accumulated power all at once, it would unleash devastating destruction.
Yet, using this technique usually meant he was in life-threatening danger, and the other Zombies could no longer protect him.
Otherwise, the Zombie Lord would never resort to it. Because using it once required an incredibly long time to recover before it could be used again.
But now, he hesitated not at all. He was already dead; only the immense power of the Zombie sustained him. The Zombie Crystal in his mind was still performing its final operations.
So he unleashed it. The release was decisive.
The sound waves crashed down like a catastrophic disaster in the narrow stone cave, resonating with every object around as if slowly shifting the wave frequency.
Any object that resonated with that frequency would shatter into pieces without hesitation, then turn to dust, eventually becoming the finest particles in existence.
In that moment, Zheng Yifan's mind felt as though it had emptied; the entire world was consumed by that sound wave. The powerful impact caused blood to trickle from his nose. The blood within him was already insufficient to sustain his organs; now, even this nasal blood could be one of his last energies. If it drained completely, he would die.
Not even the super soldier gene could save him. The damage from the sound waves was not so simple; even solid rock could not withstand it. A layer of green liquid began to appear on the ground, secreted from Mutated Plants, wrapping around all stones and sliding over anything that could be destroyed by the sound waves.
Before Zheng Yifan stood the Zombie Lord's body when suddenly a thick golden root extended out, eagerly inserting itself as if it were sucking up jelly, slowly absorbing every last bit of the Zombie Lord's corpse.
Ding!
The gem in the Zombie Lord's hand fell to the ground, rolling along the roots of the Mutated Plants, gradually moving toward Zheng Yifan.
In mid-air, with just a flicker of consciousness left, the Zombie Lord watched helplessly as his most cherished treasure rolled beside his enemy. Then there was nothing more; he had long since died. It was merely the residual power from his evolution into a higher being that still sustained him.
When his head dropped to the ground, the sound waves ceased, and the roots reappeared, erasing any trace of the Zombie Lord's existence.
No! Except for the most precious Zombie Crystal, for at that moment a deep purple Zombie Crystal lay quietly on the ground.
Mutated Plants did not require this enclosed energy; they only absorbed the simplest kind, the power derived from corpses, which was also the easiest for them to assimilate.
Meanwhile, Zheng Yifan was convulsing all over. His left leg suddenly began to disintegrate slowly, turning into powder, followed by his right leg. Then his left arm, and next, his right arm.
As he fearfully realized that his body was starting to tremble slightly, and that even the most vital part of him was in danger of being lost, a gem slipped down onto his cheek.
A thick force filled his body, as if he were soaking in a hot spring. It was a rich power that gradually nourished Zheng Yifan's body; the strength was dense yet not irritating. It even guided Vital Energy to simultaneously repair Zheng Yifan's body.
Slowly, all damage related to Vital Energy was completely repaired, everything returned to normal. However, his body still lacked nutrition; the two had no connection—Vital Energy was Vital Energy, while nutrition was nutrition. They were distinctly separate. Nutrition represented the tangible, what Zheng Yifan needed, while this gem could provide something intangible, akin to spiritual energy.
Yet this intangible thing undeniably existed because Zheng Yifan could now feel the flow of Vital Energy more clearly and understand its application. He could even calm himself down and truly allow his body to naturally Attract Vital Energy, rather than passively waiting for it.
However, the time required for this was somewhat frustrating; if it took a hundred years of cultivation, it might only increase Zheng Yifan's strength by a fraction.
It felt almost negligible, but still, Zheng Yifan felt content because he discovered that the power of the Super Soldier Serum had been significantly enhanced; his genetic makeup had been elevated. His physical attributes could improve by more than double.
As long as sufficient nutrition was provided.
As for nutrition! Zheng Yifan certainly wasn’t lacking in that department. He watched as food from the Storage Space rained down rapidly around him.
Having learned from his previous experience, he prepared many barrels of milk and even brought along straws.
When one barrel of milk accurately fell beside Zheng Yifan, with a straw inserted on top, his cheeks twitched with joy.
Of course, under normal circumstances, this would have been a smile; unfortunately… it was impossible to perform such a complex action now. He could only slightly part his lips and let habit guide the straw into his mouth.
Then he exhaled forcefully before taking a deep sip of milk.
And then there was nothing more to say. Due to the principle of Siphon, once he took the first sip, the remaining milk would flow out slowly.
This wasn’t just any ordinary straw used for drinking beverages; it was one that Zheng Yifan had bought from a very interesting grocery store. As long as he took a sip that eliminated any air in the straw and resolved the water level issue, the liquid would flow out just like in a Siphon.
Of course. The water flowed strongly, cascading in a steady manner.
Zheng Yifan did not possess the ability to swallow quickly; he could only take a sip and then let some trickle down from the corners of his mouth.
After slowly drinking an entire barrel of milk, he could visibly see a hint of blood on the surface of his body. He then consciously focused on the position of his right arm, instinctively needing to stabilize his body. Gradually, he began to recover his right arm, much like a fetus in the womb; Zheng Yifan needed to nurture his limbs.
The nutrients required were vast because the cells within his body were unlike those of an ordinary human. With a significant increase in physical strength, the energy he needed was naturally terrifying.
Zheng Yifan truly transformed into a ravenous monster. As long as his head could move, it was fine; he directly brought items from his Storage Space to his mouth, biting open any packaging and tossing the empty wrappers aside once finished.
At this moment, Zheng Yifan desired nothing else but to quickly recover his limbs. Even regaining one arm would suffice. He was aware that even a small creature could pose a threat; he did not want to suffer an unexpected downfall.
He indulged in eating and drinking solely for recovery, while nearby, the Mutated Plants slowly absorbed the nutrients from the Zombie Lord.
It was as if two gluttons were feasting together, albeit on different types of food.
Simultaneously, his body gradually underwent changes, becoming stronger as nutrients infused into his cells. The cells rapidly divided and underwent natural selection, completing a transformation of life forms in a short time.
From this moment on, he was no longer an ordinary human but had become akin to a true Third-Stage Esper. He had touched upon the essence of evolution.
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