Survival in the apocalypse depends entirely on the desire to survive

Rong Yi expressed disbelief.

Less than 2 minutes.

Enduring nausea, he worked hard for 2 minutes, and the handful of stones he finally collected turned into a pile of sticky things under his gaze.

It feels like flour with too much water added, sticky.

Rong Yi and Miaoshou had been surrounded by people for a long time, and they wanted to watch the excitement, but when they saw the handful of stones suddenly turned into sticky, they were a little speechless.

"What's the matter with you, dead ghost, what magical skills are you showing off?"

Langxian was the first to react, grabbed his hand and looked around, feeling that this was wrong from the bottom of his heart, his tone was teasing, but his expression was very serious.

That thing came out of the zombie's head, and it suddenly turned into a paste. Could it be something poisonous?

Langxian glanced at Rong Yi, with the intent of interrogating, and said: "Leniency is allowed when confessing, and strictness is imposed when resisting! Are you practicing the method of attracting stars or embedding flowers?"

"Fuck you! Lao Tzu's magical skill is Thunder Fire!" Rong Yi shook off Langxian's hand, and began to peel off the sticky glove with disgust.

In order to prove that there was nothing wrong with him, he really set a fire.

As far as Rong Yi's physical fatigue is concerned, if there is a spark in the fire power released, it is because of Rong Yi's top performance.

Seeing his palm facing upwards, a small thought occurred in his brain, and a fireball as big as a hydrogen balloon rose from his palm quickly.

The heat dissipated faster than the flames, and the surrounding soldiers had keen senses, so they immediately stepped back a few steps to avoid being burned by the open flames.

Everyone: ...?
Aren't you very tired, how can the dead ghost set such a big fireball?
The dead ghost has always been faster than them in controlling abilities. Could it be that there is really some magic trick that he has exclusive access to?

They were stunned for only two seconds, and treacherous expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

Although this group of people is not from the same military region, they have many exercises and tasks, and they often cooperate or conduct confrontation exercises together.

They exchanged a few glances tacitly, and after unifying their opinions, they immediately stepped forward to lift Rong Yi up, carried them and ran towards the pillar.

"Are you going to tell me?!" Bai Yuheng asked forcefully, "Don't tell me, the brothers made you jingle!"

Ding jingle is their old trick, which is to lift people up, spread their legs, and hit a pillar or a tree. It is their tradition that recruits must go through this kind of disaster when they enlist in the army.

As for where it started, no one has explored.

Rong Yi was experiencing jingle bells at this time, for his second child, he struggled violently and kicked a few in an instant.

"I'll go to my face!!!"

"Damn you, take the Dali Pill!"

"I'll make you spit it out today!"

"Hurry up! Fuck him!"

"Get up! Don't press my brother!"

"Damn you, die, I will let you be my defeat today!"

The few people who were kicked away immediately got up from the ground, clamoring for Rong Yi to be captured without a fight.

Rong Yi didn't bother to talk to them, but he was already surrounded by a group of people, and the skills that were forced out of Mi Ting's nervousness earlier came in handy again.

Dodging the attack three or two times, Rong Yi seized the opportunity to spread his five fingers, and was about to release the fireball as power, but was immediately dragged to the ground by Bai Yuheng.

The others seized the opportunity to step forward, hugged their hands and feet, and Rong Yi couldn't move in an instant with a silky operation.

Xiao Lihua smiled obscenely, and was in a mess when facing Rong Yi... body search.

Rong Yi struggled, and quickly freed a hand.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore." Bai Yuheng shouted, but he really couldn't hold back and let go.

……

The scene was chaotic for a while, but this chaos was only aimed at Rong Yi!
Miao Shou didn't participate in the scuffle, and squatted on the ground to pick up the stones, and after picking up one side, he went to the other side, gradually distanced himself from Rong Yi and the others.

Soon Miaoshou collected a handful of stones, and under his gaze, it turned into a handful of ashes.

Immediately afterwards, Miaoshou felt his body relieved, and an unprecedented sense of fullness swept over his body, his thoughts became clear, and he was refreshed.

The fatigue, hunger, and pain caused by the continuous release of abilities disappeared without a trace.

He rubbed the ashes in his hands, thoughtful.

Miaoshou stood up, looked at the people who were arguing a few meters away, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Stop making trouble, I have made a major discovery!"

However——no one listened to Miao Shou, Rong Yi's "battle" also changed his painting style.

"Please, damn, just teach me, and I'll give you some bad money!"

"What's the matter with you, begging for mercy? Why don't you teach me after you finish your studies?"

"Brother Dahu, dead ghost, you have hugged my son and daughter! You must teach me the magical skills!"

"You can still play the emotional card, and I've asked sister Ting a lot of news!"

Rong Yi with several people hanging on his body: "..."

He wanted to teach, but that would have to be done if he really had miraculous skills.

Rong Yi spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I really don't have one, I would have told you if I knew."

"You nonsense! You did the same thing yesterday, and you took off suddenly. I don't believe you have no magical skills!" Zhang Hongqi yelled the loudest, hugging Rong Yi's thigh tightly.

Everyone echoed Zhang Hongqi, and started a new round of crying and howling.

Rong Yi heard Miao Shou's call, but he was so entangled that he couldn't get away, so he simply chose to hang out and wait until they cried enough.

He looked gloomy, quietly thinking about the future of the supernatural army amidst the stalking of his teammates.

At the beginning, everyone thought that it would be enough to master the ability proficiently. Only after training did they realize that the ability cannot be released casually.

Excessive release of powers will cause extreme hunger and fatigue of the body. When the powers are completely exhausted, the body will twitch and ache uncontrollably, and even fall into a coma in severe cases.

Such cases are not rare.

If using a power means that life will be exhausted at any time, then this power is not worth mentioning.

They are human beings, of course, there will be times when they are afraid.

Only because they have family and friends behind them, as well as thousands of people, will they go forward without fear.

However, the pattern of the world has changed.

If they don't use their abilities and don't seize the time to break through, one day they will encounter an enemy stronger than themselves, and they will only lose.

If they lose, Yuecheng will fall.

Thinking of this, Rong Yi suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Not to mention the entire Ability Army, the entire third brigade is headed by him, and every decision he makes will affect the fate of the members of the third brigade.

There are family members behind these people.

If he chooses wrong, he is a sinner.

Just as Rong Yi was seriously thinking about how to carry out the superpower training safely, the brothers who were pressing on him suddenly asked him whimsically.

"Damn ghost, do I need to be from the palace to practice this magical skill? If I want to be from the palace, then forget it. I still want to marry a wife and live a life with children!"

"The palace is the palace. Anyway, I'm busy, and I don't have time to accompany her after I get married, so I just don't want to marry her."

"Brother, your awareness is really good, I can only say that it is far behind!"

"Don't mind me, if you want a palace, it has to be the first palace after we have a baby!"

Rong Yi's head was instantly filled with black lines: "..."

It's getting more and more outrageous!
No matter what palace, give him a good time to marry a wife and have children.

"Everyone get up! Miaoshou found something!" Rong Yi pushed them away roughly, turned over and got up to Miaoshou's side.

Although the magical skills that the teammates kept saying were a bit exaggerated, it was not completely unreasonable.

Because they are now in a very awkward situation.

Killing zombies with guns will always run out of ammunition and food. Killing zombies with supernatural powers may lead to death.

No matter which of these three paths you choose, you will die.

This is without considering the materials.

If the rear supply is not in place, it will be dead.

Death, death, death.

The only way out is to find a way to perfectly release the ability without killing him.

While running, Rong Yi carefully recalled the whole process from being weak to being more energetic, and made a new discovery.

Whether it was flying into the dormitory yesterday, or suddenly being able to set fire today, there is something in common.

They are all in a state where their powers are close to exhaustion, the only difference is that the people or things they come into contact with are different.

Yesterday was Mi Ting, today is Stone.

Mi Ting's ability, Rong Yi, is very clear, and it has no healing effect, so the sudden improvement in health yesterday has nothing to do with Mi Ting.

There are only two possibilities for what happened yesterday.

Either he broke through the limitations of his own abilities when Mi Ting was nervous, or his body has adapted to the pain, and he can set fire if he doesn't feel it naturally.

But hope lay in something else, the stone he had found.

The first watch, the second watch depends on fate.