Si Junni had originally intended to further test the sensation of cultivation after ascending in rank, but she discovered that the Spiritual Energy absorbed during cultivation had already reached its limit. The little ones in her body—bones, flesh, blood, cells—were all full!
They simply wouldn’t open up to absorb more. Continuing to cultivate instead brought a faint, stinging sensation, so she promptly stopped.
Once Si Junni realized this, she suddenly noticed… a foul, fishy smell. Looking down, she saw black sludge oozing from every pore, and her clothes were sticky and clinging to her skin…
Disgusted, Si Junni averted her eyes and hurried off to take a bath.
Only after scrubbing herself vigorously several times did she feel clean and fair-skinned again, with a pleasant fragrance all over.
It was truly miraculous—Si Junni and “Si Junni” not only shared the same name but also looked identical.
Why… Si Junni couldn’t figure it out, so…
Food was the greatest priority in the world. Si Junni firmly believed that aside from death, nothing in the world could compare to the importance of eating.
So, after glancing at the empty refrigerator, she headed out for a major shopping spree, buying anything that looked even remotely delicious!
After all, she now had a storage space. Even if she couldn’t finish it all, nothing would go to waste, and she could stockpile supplies just in case.
What Chinese person didn’t have a bit of a hoarding instinct? When reading novels, Si Junni’s favorite plots were those about stockpiling supplies in apocalyptic stories.
Fortunately, in this timeline, Tomato Novels still existed—this was Si Junni’s spiritual sustenance. She opened the app, found Zhang Paopao’s “Stockpiling Billions in Supplies, the Assassin Squad Conquers the Apocalypse,” and directly followed the hoarding plot to shop!
For someone like Si Junni, who had often gone hungry in her previous life, stockpiling brought immense joy and a deep sense of security.
She only regretted that she had so little money now. As she shopped, her funds quickly dwindled. She also came across a weapons shop, where only those with Awakened credentials could make purchases.
Si Junni browsed with great interest for a long time before finally selecting a relatively cheap and handy weapon.
The shopkeeper claimed it was a top-tier item retrieved from a Spirit Qi Secret Realm. If not for its rust-covered surface and slightly crooked hilt, Si Junni might have actually believed him.
The reason she wanted it was simply because holding it felt incredibly satisfying…
This single rusty blade cost Si Junni nearly 100,000 yuan. No matter how hard she bargained, the price wouldn’t budge. In the end, she gritted her teeth and bought it.
Si Junni walked out of the weapons shop, heart aching, feeling like she had been foolishly extravagant now that she had money!
As for the mutant beast meat that looked incredibly flavorful, she couldn’t afford much of it.
She simply bought two pieces to sample and found that they indeed contained energy, though not in large amounts. As for their specific effects… she hadn’t eaten enough to tell.
Gritting her teeth again, she bought more!
After eating, Si Junni checked the time and took out the running breathing technique given to her by the teacher from No. 47 High School during the day. She practiced it for a while to aid digestion and left promptly at 3 a.m.
Starting with a slow jog and coordinating it with the breathing method, her speed gradually increased. Perhaps it was because she had officially become an Awakened, with significant improvements in physical strength and other aspects, combined with the miraculous assistance of the breathing technique.
Compared to the morning, running now felt incredibly effortless.
Si Junni ran all the way to the city center before feeling slightly tired. After slowing to a walk to adjust her condition, she scaled the wall and jumped into No. 1 High School.That morning, while Si Junni was having a friendly exchange with Li Yanyan in the small woods behind the school, she sensed something unusual in the forest.
There was someone—or something resembling a person—watching her. Not only was there the scent of blood, but also a strange sense of familiarity.
This familiarity was something Si Junni often felt in her previous life in the Cedar Mountains when interacting and befriending various animals.
It was mysterious, almost as if it carried a faint distress signal.
Though there had been no communication yet, Si Junni trusted her instincts, which was why she chose to come here at this moment.
Si Junni strode into the small woods, following her intuition as she slowly moved deeper inside. The forest was quiet, with only the rustling sound of her pants brushing against nearby plants as she walked, or the occasional chirping of cicadas.
Finally, Si Junni stopped in front of an enormous tree.
She paused and looked up but sensed nothing out of the ordinary, causing her to frown and halt her movements.
“I’ll give you three seconds to come out, or I’m leaving.”
“Three!”
“Two!”
“Thud!”
Before Si Junni could say “one,” a white bundle suddenly fell from the tree, landing heavily on the ground with a strong scent of blood.
Si Junni leaned in for a closer look. It was a… little wolf? Its silver-white fur appeared almost sacred under the moonlight, and its eyes faintly glimmered with a pale purple light. Covered in blood, it seemed severely injured.
It bared its teeth slightly, showing both wariness and confusion.
Just as animals were naturally drawn to Si Junni, she also felt less guarded around animals than humans, as she could sense their truest emotions.
Earlier that morning, Si Junni had sensed a strong distress signal, but the timing and location weren’t right, so she deliberately waited until nighttime when no one was around to come here.
Si Junni whispered softly, “Don’t be nervous.”
She then gently placed her hand on the Little Silver Wolf’s neck. The wolf trembled involuntarily but did not resist her touch. Instead, it looked up at Si Junni with a hint of anticipation in its eyes.
Si Junni immediately used her Healing Ability. Releasing the skill was an instinctive reaction, her mind focused on the Little Silver Wolf’s bleeding wounds.
However, perhaps because it was her first time using her special ability and she wasn’t yet skilled, she failed to control the intensity properly. Soon, she felt the strain of overexerting her ability.
Her entire body felt utterly exhausted, as if an 80-year-old woman had carried her chubby grandson while sprinting 800 laps around a playground, then climbed 30 flights of stairs without an elevator to get home and cook…
Si Junni quickly withdrew her hand, staring in disbelief.
“That’s it?”
The support-type healing ability that had so many powerful figures vying for her favor during the day was just this?! It was utterly useless!
Si Junni felt as if she had suffered a heavy blow. If she were to fight an enemy with this ability, she’d be exhausted after using it just once, long before her opponent could defeat her.
Although the Little Silver Wolf’s injuries were severe, it wasn’t on the brink of death. Thanks to the strong regenerative abilities of Mutant Beasts, it could slowly recover on its own.
However, the ability skill that had harmed the Little Silver Wolf carried a slight burning and corrosive effect, causing the wounds to constantly feel as if they were being torn apart.It had suffered for a long time, and the wound grew increasingly severe. After being healed by Si Junni, the torment that had plagued it for a month finally vanished!
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