Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 154 Thunder Canyon
Last week, our team went in to search for supplies, and there was a level 6 strength-type zombie hiding inside. It was tough and we lost three brothers before we could get out..."

He held up a piece of blood-stained cloth. "See this? This is what that beast scratched. He could crush the bones."

Further down, there are videos teaching beginners how to identify the level of zombies.

First-tier individuals are slow to move, while second-tier individuals experience a significant increase in speed or strength and begin to exhibit various superpowers that are indistinguishable from those of other superhumans.

Then there are also videos recording battles between superpowered individuals. Fire-type superpowered individuals breathe fire to burn hordes of zombies, while ice-type superpowered individuals freeze the road to block the zombie tide. The scenes are filled with intertwined fire and ice mist, making viewers' hearts tighten.

Ye Qiumian became more and more focused as she scrolled, and the speed at which her fingertips slid down slowed down.

A popular science video pinned to the top caught her attention. The title was "One and a Half Years After the Apocalypse: The Power Struggle Between Humans and Zombies".

The narrator in the video has a calm voice, and the background is a large screen in the center of the base, displaying scrolling data.

"Currently, the highest level of human superhumans known is level nine, with no more than thirty people nationwide, just one step away from the legendary god level."

The youngest level nine ability user among them is the captain of the 'Wind Hunter' team. Three months ago, in Evergreen Valley, he successfully killed a level nine zombie king..."

Ye Qiu Mian frowned slightly. Before she went into seclusion a year ago, her highest level of ability as a superhuman was only level six.

I never imagined that in just a year and a half, people with superpowers would have grown to this extent.

"...But the evolution speed of zombies is equally astonishing." The commentator's tone turned somber.

A blurry satellite image appeared on the screen, marked with several red dots. "According to the latest military detection, at least ten ninth-tier zombie kings have appeared globally. They possess high intelligence and can command millions of zombie hordes, forming a stable 'zombie domain'."

Currently, the human base and the zombie domain ruled by the zombie king are in a standoff, with constant friction between the two sides.

Last month, the military detected that the country had been besieged by a zombie horde and had become a zombie-infested zone…

The screen flashed images of what was left of Japan before its fall, scenes so horrific that they were unbearable to watch: zombies crawling among the ruins, and the cries of survivors being drowned out by roars.

Ye Qiumian's fingertips hovered over the screen, her heart filled with complex emotions and sorrow.

Humans are getting stronger, and zombies are evolving. The struggle between a level nine ability user and a level nine zombie king is like a sword hanging over everyone's heads, with no one knowing when it will fall.

The light from the phone screen reflected on her face, creating a play of light and shadow.

She turned off the video, put her phone aside, and took the spirit stone out of her spatial storage again.

This time, she didn't rush to guide the spiritual energy; she simply held it quietly.

The warmth in her palm seemed to be a reminder that if she wanted to cultivate properly in this world and ascend to immortality, she had to stop the zombies from evolving too quickly, otherwise this world would become a living hell.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qiumian closed her eyes again, the wrinkles between her brows gradually smoothing out, and her aura becoming much calmer than before.

The spiritual energy flowed into his dantian, but it was as if it had entered a bottomless pit, without causing the slightest ripple.

But she had lost her earlier frustration, and was now filled with unwavering determination.

The next day, the dawn broke.

Pale golden light streamed into the room through the windowpane, casting a warm glow on the floor.

Ye Qiumian slowly opened her eyes, the last trace of radiant spiritual energy in them quietly fading away.

The faint, misty aura surrounding him also dissipated.

She got out of bed and stretched her stiff neck, which made a slight "click" sound.

After a night of cultivation, the spiritual energy within his body remained stable and unchanged.

Feeling a bit hungry, Ye Qiumian decided to make some breakfast to fill her stomach.

She went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found the vegetables she had bought yesterday. She then looked at the chicks in her space, which she had exchanged with the Xiao siblings. They had grown big and fat in the enclosure in her space.

After more than a year, two broods of chickens have hatched, and now there are dozens of chickens in the enclosure.

Ye Qiumian didn't count exactly how many there were.

With dozens of chickens, we can collect at least twenty eggs every day.

Ye Qiumian stopped letting the chickens incubate the eggs; there were simply too many chickens to handle.

Nearly a third of the supplies she had collected had been ruined by these chickens.

With so many eggs, we can make some egg and vegetable noodles.

She skillfully turned on the stove, poured in the oil, and cracked the eggs with relatively deft movements.

But the oil splattering when the egg mixture hit the pan made her instinctively pull her hand back.

No one would believe it if I told them, but she, a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, is actually afraid of getting burned by splashed oil.

When the fried egg was served, the edges were already a little burnt and the shape was crooked.

Go back and boil water in a pot. Once the water boils, add a small handful of noodles. When the noodles are about 70% cooked, add the washed greens.

Then add some seasonings and the fried egg you just made, and a bowl of egg and vegetable noodles is ready.

She poured herself a glass of milk and placed this simple, almost hastily prepared breakfast on the table.

I took a bite of the fried egg; the burnt part tasted a bit bitter, and the noodles were also a bit mushy.

Ye Qiumian pouted helplessly. Her cooking skills still hadn't improved much; they were barely good enough to eat and fill one's stomach.

Just as she was slowly eating her breakfast, her phone, which was lying to the side, suddenly rang twice, breaking the silence of the room.

Ye Qiumian picked up her phone, and two trending topics popped up on the screen. The titles were strikingly similar, both pointing to the same event: "Shocking! A Mysterious Canyon is Suddenly Hit by a Torrent of Lightning, Continuing for Several Days!"

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes for a moment. Almost without hesitation, she tapped her fingertip and opened the push notification.

The screen lights up, and a short, shaky video begins to play.

The scene depicts a bottomless valley with churning dark clouds and violet-blue lightning bolts that strike one after another like wildly dancing dragons, creating a series of crackling explosions.

Its earth-shattering power seemed to penetrate the screen.

The person filming appeared extremely frightened, as the camera trembled violently. The video was only filmed for three seconds before suddenly going black and ending abruptly.

The surprise on Ye Qiumian's face quickly faded, replaced by an undisguised delight.

"There are places like this..." she murmured to herself, her fingertips unconsciously tracing patterns on the screen.

The lightning in the video was violent and pure, far exceeding the lightning power of lightning-type ability users. It was practically tailor-made for body tempering!

She has been in seclusion for the past year, cultivating her skills, and hasn't spent any time tempering her body.

Now that we've encountered this opportunity, we can take advantage of the environment to temper our physical body.

She looked again at the small print below the video title, a look of joy in her eyes.

The approximate location of the canyon was clearly marked next to the title; it was in a remote mountainous area in a neighboring province.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and she had already made up her mind.

She had to go see Thunder Canyon.