She paused here, unable to help glancing at her injured arm. A glimmer of sadness flashed in her gaze. The blood oozing from the grotesque wound had turned black, indicating that she had been infected by the zombie virus. Unless she awakened as a superpower user, she had only one path left—death.
How incredibly difficult it was for ordinary people to become superpower users? Even the young might not be able to awaken, let alone someone her age. What chance did she have?
She didn't have much time left, and this young man before her was now her only kin. It was frustrating that this usually sensible man, well-educated as he was, had chosen such a moment to snap and utter such words to their savior!
