Chapter 287

Hotel corridor.

Lin An held Fan Bing, who was unconscious, in one hand, his gaze thoughtful.

Fan Bing had already fainted; when this woman wanted to see him strike again, she was knocked unconscious by the roar of the High Nailer hatching.

Lin An had been immersed in checking his talent and equipment, and had not paid her any attention.

Heavenly Human Form.

He muttered to himself.

Lin An's face showed a smile, no longer the previous dejection.

The advanced talent was so powerful that even he himself felt astonished.

He came to understand what the perfection in the talent actually meant.

Perfection means every gesture is a skill.

Therefore, after the talent advances, there is fundamentally no need to give him extra skills; he can fully unleash the power of a skill with a casual strike in Heavenly Human Form.

Apart from lacking the system-enhanced skill effects, in other aspects it is only slightly stronger than ordinary skills.

Besides skills above A-rank, there is indeed no need to learn other skills.

It looks like I will likely have to rely on self-created skills all the way.

It's just that the mental power consumption is too great.

Like just now testing full-power burst, although I didn't deliberately pursue power.

But under the boost of Heavenly Human Form, the damage of his sword net burst is comparable to an instant annihilation.

In his perception, the entire residential building was attacked hundreds of times in an instant, each attack point triggering a chain reaction with the previous one.

Under the perfect skill simulation, internal resonance formed directly, completely destroying the building's entire structure.

Not only the building structure, but even the cement and steel reinforcing the residential building were instantly destroyed by resonance.

Of course, an attack of this magnitude corresponds to a huge consumption of mental power.

Normally activating Heavenly Human Form can indeed last 9 seconds, but to unleash this kind of damage.

Even one second is enough.

If the time were a bit longer, Lin An would even have confidence to fight a third-stage opponent.

His mood was good.

The previously worrisome 【Amoeba Worm】 dungeon now gives him much more confidence.

The two newly added trump cards are Heavenly Human Form and the Soul Key.

If even this cannot pass the dungeon trial, then the difficulty would be too exaggerated.

As for gathering the fourth-stage spiritual energy core needed to complete Heavenly Human Form, that is somewhat troublesome.

In my impression, such a level of spiritual energy core only exists in major war zones.

Like the Linjiang War Zone, a small place, a third-stage node is already the highest level.

Before the zombie siege, should we take a trip to the East China and South China war zones?

Or should we wait until the corpse tide ends?

He pushed open the door of room 909, then Lin An tossed Fan Bing onto the bed.

Or we can wait until the corpse tide ends before going.

The number of zombies in major war zones is incomparable to Linjiang's; it's often hundreds of millions of zombies and millions of mutants.

If we encounter danger and can't return in time, it would be troublesome.

Although using the Infant Ghost teleportation array can cross ten thousand li, time-wise it's still too rushed.

After making up his mind, Lin An stopped thinking further and instead prepared to experiment what positive emotion exists in Heavenly Human Form.

The room was filled with a faint perfume scent, somewhat similar to the incense burned in Yu Zong Shi Qi.

On the dressing table were rows of bottles and jars, with a triangular perfume bottle placed on top.

Is it Baccarat's Holy Tears?

It's a very famous perfume brand.

During formulation, a lot of frankincense and myrrh used in Yu Zong Shi Qi were added.

It's not that he's interested in perfume; it's simply that the smell here reminded Lin An of the scent in his family's warehouse when he was young.

In his memory, he only knew that his father had gone abroad early on, after which there was no further news.

An Jing Tian's parents once told him that his father likely had an accident while purchasing myrrh in Somalia.

He felt somewhat regretful.

The room was Fan Bing's; the room he originally occupied, together with the four rooms behind it, had all turned into ruins in the battle.

Clothes were strewn across the white bedsheet, and Fan Bing, rudely tossed onto the bed, came to in a daze.

Under the khaki windbreaker was a disheveled white shirt, and his lower body now had an extra pair of black shorts compared to before.

His snow-white legs, in contrast, were even whiter than the bedsheet, making them somewhat conspicuous in the dim room.

"Mmm--"

A pained groan.

Fan Bing struggled to open his eyes, looking dazedly at the figure standing beside his bed.

His voice was doubtful and uneasy.

"Who are you..."

His head felt like it was splitting.

Feeling the roar of a Second Level Mutant up close, not having his eardrums shattered was already not bad.

All the windows of the hotel were shattered, casting a faint light inside.

Under the moonlight.

Lying on the bed, her long hair draped sideways over her face, she was like a delicate gray-white painting scroll.

Lin An didn't speak.

He merely intended to test the effect of absorbing positive emotions using Fan Bing.

The survivors left in the inn felt only fear toward him, basically no positive emotions.

As for Zhang Tie and the others, although they had positive emotions, he still wanted to test with outsiders.

Mo Ling and the others naturally felt a natural fondness for him, but whether outsiders could provide him with positive emotions remained unknown.

After a while.

After regaining a bit of consciousness, Fan Bing instinctively tightened her windbreaker, then fearfully lifted her gaze toward the dark shadow beside the bed.

Only upon realizing it was Lin An did she relax.

"How did I end up here...?"

Like someone lost in thought, she lifted her head, her eyes hazy and doubtful.

I was clearly on the rooftop, how did I suddenly end up back in the room.

Moreover, Lin An was standing beside my bed?

What is he trying to do?

But there wasn't really anything to worry about.

If it were someone else, she would now only worry that someone might have done something to her while she was unconscious, especially since she was completely defenseless and disheveled.

But if it were Lin An?

Forget it, even if I were stripped naked, it wouldn't matter.

She lazily propped her hands on either side, legs stretched straight, then tilted her head to look at Lin An, dazedly asking:

"This seems to be my room..."

"What are you up to? Want to sleep?"

Having said that, she couldn't help but rub her forehead.

Damn, why does my head hurt so much, like I've been drugged.

Lin An furrowed his brows slightly; this woman isn't brain-damaged from the shock, is she?

Not wanting to waste any time, he planned to start the test directly.

"Do you want anything?"."

His voice was cool and clear, causing Fan Bing to unconsciously lift her head and stare blankly at him.

Positive emotions include joy, reverence, and the like.

Lin An intended to test the simplest joy.

If Fan Bing wanted something, giving it to her should trigger joy.

"What do you want?"

Fan Bing stared for a while; she hadn't expected Lin An to utter such nonsense out of the blue.

What do I want?

No need to think; it's definitely power and safety.

She wants to survive.

After hesitating for a while, she carefully ventured:

"I want you?"

She didn't know if Lin An would be satisfied with that answer; in her view, following Lin An meant she wouldn't have to worry about anything.

Compared to the protection of Li Lei and Wang Kun, she still had to navigate among them.

If Lin An were willing to be with her, how wonderful that would be...

Especially, Lin An meets her aesthetic in every way.

Few words, few troubles, strong strength.

Between life and death there is great terror, akin to the suspension bridge effect.

After a while, silence.

Lin An stared at the expectant Fan Bing,:

"If you don't want to die, change it."

Feeling somewhat disappointed, Fan Bing gave a bitter laugh.

"Wasn't it you who told me to say that..."

"After saying it, you'd want to kill me—how could that be?"

After a moment's hesitation, she softly sighed:

"Can you take me with you?"

"Wang Kun and Li Lei are dead; the area around here is full of zombies—I won't last more than a few days."

"I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't want to grovel."

"But I want to live."

She stared blankly at Lin An, her heart aching.

I want to live—is that wrong?

"If you think I've done something wrong, or dislike someone like me..."

"I can change; nobody likes living behind a mask..."

Fan Bing's eyes were sincere as she voiced what was in her heart.

As always, as expected.

"I won't take ordinary people with me."

Lin An refused her request for the second time.

In an instant, Fan Bing's nose felt sour, and she gave a bitter smile.

I thought Lin An wouldn't be so indifferent to feelings, but I didn't expect the man before me to be as cold as stone.

She stopped speaking, lowered her head, hugged her knees, and didn't know what she was thinking.

In the brief silence, Lin An suddenly spoke:

"Inside the hospital there is a spiritual energy node that is about to disappear; if you can become an Awakened One, I can take you with me..."

"That node is about to disappear; although relying on that awakened ability won't be very strong, its advantage is a higher level of Safety."

"The node that is about to dissipate was once where Zhang Tie became an Awakened One."

As time passed, only after repeated investigations did Lin An discover its traces.

"Ding, absorb positive emotion: joy, gain enhancement, this enhancement lasts 3 seconds."

As soon as the words fell, Lin An felt a trace of strength appear inside him; though weak, it truly existed.

Is the duration 3 seconds?

Many little make much; if one person can provide a trace for themselves, what about ten thousand people?

Before her, the originally hopeless and despondent Fan Bing lifted her head in disbelief, staring at him, her eye sockets reddened.

In a daze, after finishing the test, Lin An turned and left.

Footsteps sounded.

She hurriedly stood up barefoot and shouted at his retreating back as he headed for the door:

"Becoming an Awakened One lets me go with you?!"

"This is what you promised me! You can't deceive people!"

"Lin An, with his back to her, gave a light chuckle:"

"I, Lin An, never deceive people."

"Following me won't work, but taking you back to Long'an Base is still no problem."

"Lin An!? Base!?"

Fan Bing stood foolishly on the bed, blankly staring at the closed door.

She had wondered whether Lin An had some backing, and also wondered who he was.

But she never imagined he would be that person.

"Ding. gained.."

After closing the door, Lin An curiously sensed the three strands of strength that had appeared inside him.

Does excited emotion also count as positive emotion? Is it stronger than joy?

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