Chapter 3: Getting Shot Right at the Start?

Chapter 3: Getting Shot Right at the Start?

A pack of compressed biscuits.

This was a type of compressed biscuit specifically improved by the government; eating one pack could last a person an entire day. Civilians in various bases could exchange points for them every day to fill their stomachs.

With its advantages of being small, easy to carry, and cheap, it had become the top choice for dry rations when civilian Core Hunting Squads went out hunting for cores.

Seeing this, Yi Chuan finally remembered the current plot point.

At this time, they had just encountered an Advanced Zombie. Except for the Mute and the Male Protagonist, all the other teammates had died at the hands of the zombie. The Mute only managed to escape thanks to the Male Protagonist.

There was no doubt that Ning Fu Yi did it on purpose. Even if an Advanced Zombie was far beyond what a regular zombie could compare to—its strength already comparable to a human B-class Ability User, and an ordinary person would basically just wait for death upon meeting one—to the Male Protagonist, an SS-rank Esper, it was still as easy as killing a chicken.

Yi Chuan bet that Ning Fu Yi only chose to keep the Mute because he was the easiest to fool in the squad.

After all, this Mute really was a bit stupid. Yi Chuan flipped through the Mute's memories.

It was one thing for the Mute to bully Ning Fu Yi when he was disguised as an unarmed ordinary person in the squad before. Today, in order to take the Mute away from the Advanced Zombie, even without using his Supernatural Ability, Ning Fu Yi had essentially exposed his extraordinary skills. Even so, the Mute still dared to order Ning Fu Yi around.

They had fled all afternoon before finding this relatively safe place to rest. Ning Fu Yi hadn't even warmed the floor with his footsteps after entering this place before the Mute sent him out to find food.

Yi Chuan didn't know whether to lament that the Mute was too stubborn and in a hurry to reincarnate, or that the Author didn't give the cannon fodder a brain.

Seeing the Mute staring down without any intention of taking it, Ning Fu Yi's gaze turned cold.

“I only found this. Make do with it for now. If I find something better later, I'll bring it to you.”

His voice was clear and crisp, and his speaking pace was neither fast nor slow. Unlike his cold and heavy expression, his tone was actually quite gentle.

It wasn't that the Mute had eaten anything particularly luxurious; in this Radiation Zone, being able to eat compressed biscuits to fill one's stomach was already very difficult. It was just that the Mute usually loved to pick holes in everything, so Ning Fu Yi mistakenly thought the Mute was dissatisfied.

Yi Chuan only then realized that he had actually let the Male Protagonist keep his hand raised, leaving him hanging on the side.

He took the compressed biscuit and looked up at Ning Fu Yi, his expression somewhat dazed.

He was quite confused right now. The eye-rolling from before was just a physical instinctive reaction; he hadn't yet figured out how to get along with this living Male Protagonist.

By the time the Mute looked up, Ning Fu Yi had already reverted to that innocent and kind appearance of someone who knew nothing of the world.

Seeing the Mute accept the compressed biscuit, Ning Fu Yi didn't stay for a second longer. He clapped his hands as if completing a task, stepped aside, picked up a low wooden stool that had been overturned on the floor, casually brushed off the dust, sat down, and looked out the broken window at the deep darkness.

Yi Chuan's mind was a bit of a mess now. He plopped back onto the sofa and casually tore open the compressed biscuit packaging, preparing to first fill his empty stomach.

As soon as he took a bite, he almost spat it out. For a college guy living in the 21st century who was used to eating delicacies, this was practically like eating sh—

The texture was the same as in the Mute's memory: coarse and hard to chew, with a strange, rancid aftertaste. It got stuck in his throat when he swallowed, making Yi Chuan's face flush red. It was worlds apart from the milky-flavored varieties eaten by the upper-class people.

Of course, it was impossible for the Mute to have eaten high-grade products; this was the description from the original novel.

According to what was written in the original book, a Cosmic Cataclysm occurred, and a large number of meteorites fell. The radiation brought by the meteorites caused humans within the surrounding range to mutate into zombies, while a very small number of humans awakened Supernatural Abilities to become Ability Users.

And now, it was already the thirtieth year since the apocalypse arrived. In the Radiation Zones outside the Survival Bases, it was naturally impossible to pick up food from the old era that was still edible.

Although the leftover food from the old era couldn't be eaten, if one was lucky enough to encounter 'predecessors,' they could pick up the predecessors' food stores with one click. Well, his former teammates had also become members of the 'predecessors.'

Yi Chuan was amused by his own dark humor.

Thinking this, he couldn't help but peek at Ning Fu Yi again.

It had to be said that the Author gave the Male Protagonist a perfect bone structure. His jawline, having just reached adulthood, hadn't completely lost its softness, his brow bones were meticulously carved, and the bridge of his nose was straight and slender.

If he appeared in reality, Yi Chuan would inevitably feel a bit jealous. Yi Chuan touched the Mute's face; comparing the two, he felt that even if it were in a book, he would still feel a bit envious.

However, Yi Chuan frowned in confusion. The cover of the original book clearly showed silver hair and silver eyes, but the description in the book said silver hair and black pupils. He looked at Ning Fu Yi's ink-black pupils; could it be that the Author got the cover wrong?

He subconsciously pursed his lips. To be honest, seeing the protagonist of the book with his own eyes felt very strange.

Yi Chuan was staring so intently that he didn't even notice Ning Fu Yi turning around, until he unexpectedly bumped into a cold gaze devoid of temperature.

But in the next instant, that gaze softened, returning to that clear and clean light smile, as if the previous coldness was just Yi Chuan's hallucination.

“What's wrong?”

“Uh...” Caught red-handed, Yi Chuan was so flustered he forgot he was currently a Mute, “...”

Not knowing how to explain his peeking just now, he subconsciously hugged his arms and shivered, then pointed a finger at Ning Fu Yi's jacket.

After pointing, Yi Chuan froze. Although he was indeed a bit cold, this movement was not of his own volition.

The nighttime temperature in the abandoned, uninhabited city dropped sharply. The cold wind swirled in through the broken window, wailing as it greeted Yi Chuan's body, carrying the smell of metallic rust and the rancid odor of decaying corpses.

It seemed the original body had often bullied and taken Ning Fu Yi's jacket before. He wasn't surprised at all and immediately understood the Mute's meaning.

In the quiet space, the metallic zipper was slowly pulled open with a 'hiss,' and finally hit the buckle with a 'ding,' the lingering sound swirling in Yi Chuan's ears.

The jacket was briskly taken off by Ning Fu Yi. Underneath was a black tight-fitting shirt, wrapping around his thin and firm waist. The outline of his chest muscles was clearly visible with the rise and fall of his breathing, and his six-pack abs were well-proportioned and distinct.

Unlike muscles trained in a gym, Ning Fu Yi's muscles were obviously forged from long-term combat. They weren't exaggerated, but a sense of power could be felt even through the fabric.

For a moment, Yi Chuan was filled with emotion. On one hand, he was very satisfied with Ning Fu Yi's physique—this was the kind of posture a badass Male Protagonist should have. On the other hand, he was even more certain that the Mute's brain really wasn't up to par. With a'squishy' body like the Mute's with only one abdominal muscle, where did he get the confidence to order the Male Protagonist around?

Ning Fu Yi walked over carrying the jacket.

Watching Ning Fu Yi approach step by step, it was truly difficult for Yi Chuan to equate the person before him, who hadn't yet completely shed his youthful innocence, with the calculating person who would later take the opportunity to kill the Mute.

After the Mute took the jacket, Ning Fu Yi didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stared at him motionlessly, his gaze unreadable.

Yi Chuan felt a bit creeped out by the stare. His eyebrows furrowed, and he subconsciously raised his hand to give Ning Fu Yi a 'lesson.'

That's right, the original body was such an unreasonable person. Because he couldn't speak, he would directly resort to physical force when angry.

With a'slap' sound, Ning Fu Yi didn't dodge, his arm taking the full force of the Mute's unrestrained palm strike.

Looking at his own reddened palm, Yi Chuan didn't know if Ning Fu Yi felt pain, but his own hand was shaken numb. Was this guy's arm made of iron?

Ning Fu Yi was already used to this Mute's sudden fits of madness. His gaze swept over the Mute's palm, which he was currently blowing on, and without saying anything, he reached behind his waist and pulled out a handgun.

“...” Yi Chuan was so scared his palm no longer hurt. He hurriedly moved his butt back, crossing his arms in a defensive posture in front of his chest.

What are you doing? It was just one slap, is it really necessary to eliminate him because of that?

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