Survival Guide in the Age of Cataclysm

Chapter 87 Ability Combinations

In the woodland.

Xu Yang stood frozen in place, his eyes flashing back to the scene of his first meeting with Ma Yue.

Back when he joined the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, they took him to the Black Crystal Building.

What impressed him most was the scene where Ma Yue kept talking even though his mouth was sewn shut with some kind of black thread.

Of course, there was also the torment along the way.

At this moment, Xu Yang regretted calling He Xi.

Across from him, Ma Yue was walking towards him happily. His already gloomy and pale face broke into a smile, giving off an even more sinister vibe.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were repulsive.

As he walked, he said, "Hey bro, I just sent you so many messages, why didn't you reply?"

Xu Yang was taken aback.

He did notice the bracelet vibrating while he was on his way, but he didn't pay much attention to it because he had important business to attend to.

"Is there something important to announce?"

He turned on his bracelet and saw large amounts of chat history, but almost all of it was meaningless nonsense.

Xu Yang felt a slight chill run down his spine. He wanted to explain, but then he felt that if he started talking, the conversation might never end.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.

"Ah, ah, ah ah..."

Xu Yang shook his head, pointed to his mouth under his mask, then pointed to his ears, and quickly waved his hand.

Ma Yue blinked, then suddenly realized.

"You...can't speak, and you also have hearing impairment?"

Xu Yang nodded quickly.

Ma Yue frowned.

Seeing the other person nod, he felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it too much.

Because Xu Yang made a new move, pointing at the bracelet towards him.

He instantly understood that the other party was asking him to send a message to communicate.

"Bro, what happened to you?"

"This ability has some side effects, but it's okay, it'll be fine in a little while."

"Okay, then let me know."

"Can."

Xu Yang quickly replied on the screen and casually turned on Do Not Disturb.

Ma Yue walked ahead, occasionally looking down and grinning foolishly.

Then, message after message refreshed the interface.

Xu Yang glanced at the message interface.

"Hey bro, which do you think tastes better, sweet or savory tofu pudding?"

……

After exchanging greetings, the other party began to proactively raise a series of highly controversial questions.

Fortunately, this only applies to messages; the other party doesn't have the habit of voice input.

Xu Yang skipped over the nonsense and got straight to the point.

"What are your plans to deal with the doomsday convoy? What's your strategy?"

The scrolling message bar paused for a moment, and Ma Yue replied, "My plan is to find them first, and then kill them."

Xu Yang suddenly felt that this person seemed a bit unreliable.

"Could this person have come to help without knowing anything?"

Thinking of this, Xu Yang's lips twitched, but at this moment he could only patiently analyze the situation, his fingers typing rapidly on the screen.

"The enemy leader has a record of killing a mid-level member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so he should be on the same level as you. In addition, they also have monster forces, which should not be underestimated. It would be too dangerous to rush out rashly."

Xu Yang continued typing.

"Moreover, the key is that the current Doomsday Caravan is unaware of our existence. Their opponents are those monsters. I think we should use a sneak attack, wait until they've fought off most of them, and then make our move."

The two walked one after the other through the woods.

Ma Yue scratched his head and typed on the screen: "Okay, I'll do as you say. But do you know where they're fighting?"

"That must be in the sky."

Xu Yang turned off the bracelet and pointed in a direction.

Through the shade of the trees, a signal flare is flashing in another part of the sky.

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly got to work.

……

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.

In the dense woods, Ita and the flesh angels made their temporary nest.

A crimson carpet of flesh lay scattered on the ground, with mummified corpses lying dead on the ground.

Thump thump...

In the center of the fleshy blanket, a fleshy cocoon gently pulsated, like a heart.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps sounded.

A man with an effeminate face stepped into the area, followed by several members of a doomsday caravan.

It was Qi Mingxuan.

Some black substance was flying out of his body.

Those were extremely tiny solid particles, emerging from his body's pores, so numerous they resembled a black mist.

In these areas shrouded in black mist, all light disappeared, as if night had fallen.

Behind him, members of the Doomsday Caravan raised their guns, all wearing thermal imaging cameras on their faces.

Clearly, they had anticipated this situation.

In the darkness, Qi Mingxuan stood still, looking at the area of ​​the flesh cocoon.

In an instant, his figure swayed.

Its entire body transformed into a silent black shadow, rapidly approaching the fleshy cocoon.

At the moment of impact, Qi Mingxuan reached out and suddenly grabbed out.

The fingernails of all ten fingers were about an inch long, silvery-white in color, and cut into the calluses with a tearing sound.

puff!

Silver claws tore through flesh and blood.

Qi Mingxuan's expression suddenly froze, and a layer of black fish scales instantly grew on his body. He pushed off with his feet, pulled his hand away, and retreated.

Boom—

A loud explosion.

The blood-red cocoon exploded instantly, and flesh and blood splattered in all directions like cannonballs.

Qi Mingxuan's body was unable to dodge in time and was blasted away by the impact, only coming to a stop after crashing into several large trees.

The surrounding black fog cleared up for a moment.

At the epicenter of the explosion, a flesh-and-blood angel stood in the same spot.

The air fell silent for a moment.

A furious roar suddenly rang out: "Die!"

Qi Mingxuan got up from the ground and rushed straight at the flesh angel, and darkness once again enveloped the entire area.

The two clashed several times, Qi Mingxuan appearing and disappearing unpredictably in the darkness, while the flesh-and-blood angel relentlessly defended against the surprise attacks from the shadows...

At that moment, gunshots rang out in the space.

After the flesh angel appeared, a green fungal beast emerged from the grove, and some of its identical offspring controlled by Ita also rushed out.

They engaged in a fierce battle with the other members of the Doomsday Caravan, resulting in a chaotic scene.

On the other side, the treetops.

Xu Yang and Ma Yue were squatting on top, looking down into the darkness.

Upon approaching the area of ​​black mist, Ma Yue abandoned his idle chatter, and Xu Yang miraculously regained his voice to facilitate communication about the battle situation.

"This ability is a bit strange," Xu Yang murmured.

Ma Yue speculated, "It seems to be a combination of light absorption and night vision, creating a range of blinding capabilities. It should also have some auxiliary capabilities, otherwise it would be too monotonous."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang fell into thought.

After his encounter with Ita, he had a vague feeling.

It seems that abilities do not exist in isolation, but can be selectively combined to create more powerful moves.

Just like the infected controlled by Ita, the ability to create clones that can disguise themselves, combined with the ability to attract, is probably not something that a single mutation trait can achieve.

And now, Qi Mingxuan below also seems to be using a single ability as a puzzle piece.

"What about myself? Could I create something similar to a fusion ability?"

Xu Yang frowned, thought about it carefully, and felt somewhat helpless.

His abilities seem to be singular, without forming a unique system of his own.

"Old Ma, according to your thinking just now, this kind of combination of abilities seems quite common, doesn't it?"

"Pretty much. Because of individual talent, not everyone can always acquire powerful characteristics. At this time, flexible combinations are needed, and even some personal development is required to finally form one's own system."

"Are there any generally accepted rules governing the formation of such a system?"

Xu Yang pressed for details, feeling that he should also consider how to proceed from here.

Ma Yue first shook his head, then nodded.

"It's just an unwritten agreement."