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Chapter 52 The Gaze from the Unknown

The arc light attack had already caused widespread panic in Zhongzhou City, and the premonition of the apocalypse completely ignited the panic.

Some people believe the end of the world is coming and want to go crazy before they die, to vent their inner emotions.

Among these rioting crowds were not only superhumans, but also many ordinary people.

That night, Zhongzhou City was plunged into unprecedented chaos.

It wasn't until late at night that all the rioting superhumans were arrested, and the ordinary people were easily suppressed, and the city barely managed to restore order.

As dawn breaks, the city falls silent, with only the broken streets and shops bearing witness to the chaos of the previous night.

Zhongzhou Fire Department, Seventh Team Rest Room.

Several firefighters were lying haphazardly on chairs, not even having changed their clothes.

Some people even lay face down on the table, their faces glued to the surface.

He Xue wrapped her ponytail around her neck, looked up at the sky, and said, "I'm so tired..."

“Last night’s missions were more than the previous month’s. Have all these people gone mad?” Chen Zhengyi looked exhausted and sat with his head down.

"Actually, it's a good thing." Zhang Zhiyong's voice rang out.

Everyone turned to look at him and saw him holding a thermos in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, leaning against the wall, looking quite well.

Not only him, but Du Lingwei was also sitting in the corner with her eyes closed in meditation, and she didn't look very tired.

It's important to know that, as the captain and vice-captain, they had the heaviest tasks last night.

This is the endurance of a Class C superhuman.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiyong raised his phone, gestured, and said, "Last night's 'doomsday premonition' was felt more clearly by those of higher-level superhumans... Most ordinary people only felt a slight tremor in their hearts and didn't have a very clear perception."

"They only found out what this heart palpitation meant through online chat."

"Therefore, many people are only skeptical."

Chen Zhengyi asked in confusion, "Then what about the chaos last night...?"

“They’re just making a fuss over nothing. Other cities aren’t this chaotic.” Zhang Zhiyong put down his phone and said, “After the Arc Light Group’s attack, the city was already in a state of panic, and incidents were happening frequently.”

"This 'doomsday prophecy' has given some people a reason to go berserk, and it has also allowed them to reveal their true colors."

"The Public Security Bureau arrested a group of people last night, and the security situation in Zhongzhou City should be restored soon."

Several firefighters suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.

That's true; the superhumans who rioted last night were themselves a destabilizing factor.

Even without the doomsday prophecy, with the Arc Light organization in the lead, they might not necessarily settle down.

Being able to eliminate all these destabilizing factors is equivalent to removing hidden dangers, which might actually be a good thing.

Chen Zhengyi's expression shifted: "So, you mean we can rest now?"

Zhang Zhiyong nodded: "You guys are really tired. You can take a few days off first. I'll stay at the bureau to work... I'll let you know if anything comes up."

Firefighters have heavy workloads and very little free time.

For Chen Zhengyi and his friends, getting a few days off was definitely something worth celebrating with a party.

but……

At this moment, Chen Zhengyi, He Xue, and the others did not feel the joy they had expected when they heard Zhang Zhiyong's words.

Ever since they had a “doomsday premonition” last night, they have felt an inexplicable sense of urgency, and an anxiety has been lingering in their hearts.

When they think about going to rest, sing karaoke, or go to bars, they feel a prickling sense of guilt, as if they are sitting on pins and needles.

Are we really going to go have fun?

If the doomsday prophecy is true, wouldn't their slacking off reduce their chances of survival when the apocalypse arrives? What's the difference between that and courting death?
This is different from before—

They used to neglect training and indulge in pleasure whenever they had free time, simply because they couldn't see much room for advancement in a peaceful society.

Ultimately, they are not S-level geniuses like Jiang He, who might become A or even S-level powerhouses in the future, or even become members of parliament.

They are just ordinary extraordinary individuals. Even if they cultivate diligently, they would only reach about the same level as Zhang Zhiyong...

In the end, he was just a fire brigade captain, not some big shot.

But it's different now.

What if the apocalypse really comes? What if the future is chaos and wasteland...?

Therefore, every bit of strength they possess determines their life or death!
Once they have this idea, it will be difficult for them to settle for doing nothing. Chen Zhengyi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, Captain, I'll continue training with the team."

“Me too.” He Xue wiped her sweat and sat up straight. “I still have more than 50 grams of spiritual blood left this month. If I don’t use it, it will all be wasted.”

"You only have fifty grams left? I still have seventy!" Long Tao jumped up from the table and said through gritted teeth, "I'll start training today!"

He looked at Jiang He beside him, his eyes expectant: "Jiang He, I'm so tired right now, can you help me recover, like the kind you were in before..."

"Deep sleep"

The extraordinary sound rang out, but before Long Tao could finish speaking, he rolled his eyes, plopped down on the table, and fell into a blissful sleep.

While the group was talking, Jiang He was writing a report.

"By the way, buy one get two free," he said to He Xue and Chen Zhengyi.

"Deep sleep"

"Deep sleep"

After two consecutive sentences, the two slumped into their chairs.

The lounge was filled with the sounds of snoring.

“…What is this?” Zhang Zhiyong’s eyelids twitched slightly.

He Xue and the others are at least D-level superhumans. Even if they were overworked, it would be too exaggerated for them to be knocked out by just three sentences.

As expected, Jiang He has already reached the qualified D-level combat strength.

“A restorative incantation. Wake them up in two hours, and their mental and physical abilities should be fully restored,” Jiang He said, handing a report to Zhang Zhiyong.

This is the bat demon's written report. He was busy with the fire department last night dealing with the chaos in Zhongzhou City, and only now has he had the opportunity to write it.

Zhang Zhiyong glanced at the report and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

"Okay, I'll send the report over. You guys can rest now."

Zhang Zhiyong turned around, glanced at Long Tao and the others, and nodded slightly.

They used to be lazy, but now they're actively asking to train, which is a good thing. Hopefully, it's not just a passing fad.

As for the "premonition of the end of the world"...

Zhang Zhiyong was also still shaken.

Even now, he still feels like he has a thorn in his side, as if some terrifying being who has proclaimed the end of the world is staring at him from behind, making him feel terrified.

Let's go back and organize the supplies, and then do extra training with these team members.

Zhang Zhiyong pondered for a moment before leaving the lounge.

Behind him, the Destroyer withdrew his gaze.

"I can't take it anymore..."

Jiang He rubbed his temples, feeling a sharp pain in his head.

He started drawing incantations frantically on Thursday, constantly draining his mental energy, and didn't stop until after 7 p.m. on Friday.

He didn't rest afterward, but instead immediately started drawing professions and summoning heroic spirits... He worked all night and is still going on now.

In fact, he was already exhausted last night, and even fainted for a period of time. Old Jiang played the game for him.

The only reason I've been able to persevere until now is through sheer willpower.

At this moment, he looked at Du Lingwei: "Do you need to recover?"

Seeing Du Lingwei shake her head, he stopped being polite and said to himself.

"Deep sleep"

……

Jiang He was shaken awake after an unknown amount of time had passed.

He opened his eyes and saw a fiery red mass.

"Teacher Du... Zhong?"

(End of this chapter)