Chapter 56: Into a Post-Apocalyptic Superpower Novel, Day 8

Chapter 56: The Eighth Day of Transmigrating into a Post-Apocalyptic Superpower Novel

"Just that? Excitement?"

Ji Zishi leaned in closer, lowering his voice in an intimate, secret-sharing tone:

"That's how you get stronger fast! Resources, intelligence, the best equipment... as long as you're strong enough, you can have it all in the team. Your ability is special; keeping you in a scavenger team is a total waste. Come to us, and I can make you stronger."

His words were tempting, his eyes sincere and intense.

An Yi, having lived so long, was sensitive.

He could sense that this recruitment wasn't just about his superpower potential; it seemed tinged with something more, a more personal appreciation.

From the expressions of the Second Squad members earlier, Ji Zishi's attitude was too eager, even exceeding what a captain normally shows to a promising recruit.

But he didn't sense any malice.

An Yi was silent for a moment; he indeed needed faster growth and better resources.

He had already tested his superpower; joining the team should be a good choice.

And... Ji Zishi, though direct, whether from the original novel or these few encounters, wasn't a scheming person; he should be easy to cooperate with.

"Alright." An Yi finally nodded, making his decision: "I'll join."

Ji Zishi's face instantly burst with undisguised joy, even slapping his thigh hard: "Great! Then we're teammates from now on."

He laughed, showing a row of white teeth, making him light up: "Don't worry, joining my team, I'll never let you suffer! From now on, I'll have your back!"

His words were firm and resolute, making several Second Squad members nearby unable to help but glance sideways—wasn't the captain's enthusiasm a bit over the top?

Was this how it was when they were recruited?

Back at the base, they submitted the mission and distributed contribution points.

Ji Zishi was swift and decisive, almost personally helping An Yi complete all the entry procedures, then directly led him to the weapons area's Second Squad exclusive dormitory building.

"Here, this one will be yours from now on."

Ji Zishi pushed open the door to a single dorm: "Private bathroom, electricity available 24 hours but limited, a weekly ration of hot water. Much better than the crowded places outside!"

He smiled: "My room is right next door!"

The room was small but clean and tidy, with a bed, desk, wardrobe, and even a small balcony.

In this post-apocalyptic setting, it was a real luxury.

An Yi looked around and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, thank you, Captain."

"Don't stand on ceremony!"

Ji Zishi waved his hand, looking extremely generous.

Instead of leaving, he naturally walked into the room, touching here and there, as if more concerned than An Yi himself: "If you need anything, just tell me, or go to the logistics supervisor and mention my name."

He seemed to have no more reason to stay but still dawdled, not wanting to leave. His eyes swept over An Yi's slightly pale face, brows furrowed:

"You still look pale. You overexerted yourself just now. Get some rest! The cafeteria opens at six in the evening. I'll come get you then to show you around and formally introduce you to everyone."

"About your things from your previous place, we can get them tomorrow, or I can go get them for you?"

Such meticulous arrangements... An Yi looked up at him; Ji Zishi's expression was frank and earnest, as if he saw nothing wrong.

"No trouble, I have nothing to bring." An Yi agreed readily.

Ji Zishi seemed satisfied, reminding him to rest well before finally turning to leave, carefully closing the door behind him.

Once the door shut, the calm on An Yi's face slightly faded, revealing a thoughtful expression.

He hadn't failed to notice Ji Zishi's unusual enthusiasm.

That undisguised attention, the excessive care, and even the occasional glint in his eyes—a light even Ji Zishi himself might not be aware of...

As someone who had experienced love and affection over two lifetimes, An Yi could easily recognize the budding of that feeling.

Only, Ji Zishi himself seemed still oblivious, attributing it to admiration and value of a strong teammate.

But this fast? Love at first sight?

An Yi recalled his interactions with him and felt that Ji Zishi's interest in him must have started during their conversation on the truck.

An Yi frowned. What went wrong?

He thought their conversation had been quite normal.

At six in the evening, a knock came punctually, neither too soft nor too hard.

An Yi opened the door to find Ji Zishi in clean training clothes, his hair still slightly damp, as if he'd just taken a quick shower.

Seeing An Yi, his eyes lit up: "How's the rest? Come on, I'll take you to try our cafeteria's food; the chef's cooking is amazing!"

His smile was radiant with pure warmth. Naturally, he reached out to put an arm around An Yi's shoulder, like buddies do.

But his hand stopped halfway, awkwardly withdrawing for some reason, instead just enthusiastically signaling An Yi to follow.

An Yi noticed all these small movements but kept a calm, faint smile: "I've mostly recovered. Thanks for leading the way, Captain."

On the way to the cafeteria, Ji Zishi chattered nonstop, pointing out the facilities along the route, team members, and various base rules and interesting stories.

His eagerness attracted curious and probing glances from other members they passed.

Ji Zishi seemed unaware or simply didn't care; his attention was almost entirely on the new, good-looking and powerful member beside him.

Over the next few months, An Yi kept operating with the Second Squad, had fully adapted to post-apocalyptic life.

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During missions, he kept training his superpower, becoming more adept.

The same applied to his spatial ability.

Meanwhile, he stored many things in his space; it truly seemed boundless, never feeling cramped no matter how much he put in, always staying spacious.

He also tried storing bodies of mutant animals and plants; they stayed unchanged when taken out—time was frozen within the space.

This superpower... was incredibly strong.

Besides, the occasional commentary he heard became his only entertainment.

The commentary mostly focused on Ji Qin, occasionally shifting to Que Xiuqi and others.

An Yi hadn't been selected yet.

But he still understood the current plot progression from the comments.