Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 407: Raising a Child in the End of the World and Killing Zombies 21

Li Chengcai held the empty basin in his hand, his eyes innocent and direct, with a sense of confusion as if he was not full. He looked around at the people gathered at the door of the room. The meaning was self-evident: he was not full!

Mu's father and the others exchanged glances. What else did they not understand?

Anyway, there is no shortage of supplies now, so how can I let the child starve? I turned around and went to look for meat in the freezer. Seeing that the child looked like a hungry ghost, ordinary food might not be enough to satisfy him, so I had to have something solid.

The old village chief and grandmother rushed over, looking at Li Chengcai's ferocious appearance of eating voraciously, they felt distressed and murmured worriedly:

"Oh my, this kid...if he eats like that, his intestines and stomach will be bloated and he'll get sick!"

"Eat slowly! Chengcai, we're not in a hurry..."

Instead, it was Sirong who stopped the two of them from stopping them.

"Let him eat! He needs this now! His body... desperately needs this energy!"

"Need energy extremely?" The old village chief and grandma were stunned, looking at Sirong in confusion, "What do you mean?" Others also cast inquiring glances.

Sirong didn't explain immediately, but just shook her head slightly: "Let him eat first, you will understand in a while."

Sure enough, after Li Chengcai finished 12 T-bone steaks, he picked up the large bottle of energy drink next to him and drank it in two gulps.

The meal was finally over.

"How do you feel?" Muchen asked.

"Huh! I'm finally full!" Li Chengcai stood up, stretched his body, and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Dad, I'm fine." Looking at the old village chief, half of his hair was white. He knew without asking how worried his family must be these days.

The village chief's wife could no longer speak. She could only hold her son's hand and cry with her mouth open. Her tears did not flow down one by one.

Just like a fountain, it gushed out from the eyes of the village chief's wife.

After everyone calmed down a bit, Sirong started asking questions: "Brother Chengcai, do you really feel anything unusual about your body right now? Feel it carefully."

Li Chengcai heard this and listened carefully.

He scratched the back of his head and spoke frankly, "When I first woke up, I was just hungry... I felt like I could eat a cow alive. Um... anything else? I don't seem to have any pain anywhere, just like I had a good sleep and my bones are numb."

Grandma couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "It's not a long sleep! You slept for a whole week! You'll be starving when you wake up!"

"Hehe," Li Chengcai grinned sheepishly, "No wonder, I felt like my stomach was hollowed out."

"Brother Chengcai," Sirong was still worried. It was impossible for this high fever to last for seven days without leaving some traces.

She emphasized, "Besides hunger and sleepiness, feel carefully... the changes deep within your body. For example, is there an extra... strength?"

Or something else inexplicable?"

"Oh...ok!" Li Chengcai nodded heavily.

The room instantly fell silent. Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Chengcai, and their breathing subconsciously became lighter.

He was seen slowly closing his eyes in the center of the circle formed by the crowd, his brows slightly furrowed, and his expression became extremely focused.

A few minutes later, Li Chengcai suddenly opened his eyes with a hint of surprise and novelty.

He didn't say anything, but slowly raised his right hand, stretched out his five rough fingers, and stared at his fingertips.

Then, under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, an incredible scene happened.

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!

Five thin iron wires, slightly thicker than sewing needles and shining with a dull silver light, slowly... "grew" out from the front ends of his five fingernails like bamboo shoots breaking through the soil!

“…” Collective silence.

One second. Two seconds.

"That's it?!"

To be honest, everyone was a little disappointed.

You've made everyone worry for so long, and all you can do is conjure up a piece of wire?

These days, regardless of whether one likes to read casual books or not, almost everyone is frantically catching up on various apocalyptic novels, movies, and TV dramas in order to understand what this "disaster" that has swept the world is all about.

The setting of "awakening of superpowers" is so familiar.

Water balls, fireballs, sword mountains and sword forests, metal storms... just thinking about those cool and stylish skills makes people excited!

Look at the gold-type superpowers described in other novels. With a thought, swishing, swishing, condensing sharp steel spears and iron spikes out of thin air, controlling objects from a distance and shooting through arrows from a hundred steps away! That's so cool!

How come there's wire coming out of your fingers? And it's so thin and soft? You'd even complain it's not strong enough to build a chicken coop for someone!

You, that's a little bit, you know?

Among all the people present, the only ones who were laughing foolishly were the old village chief and his wife.

It doesn’t matter whether he has special abilities or not, as long as my son is alive, that’s enough.

Li Chengcai felt embarrassed when he saw the thin iron wires growing out of his five fingernails.

Is this different from what you imagined?

Not handsome at all!

"Brother Chengcai, don't be discouraged, this is just the beginning."

Mu Chen keenly sensed his embarrassment and gently guided him, "Try and see if you can gather your energy and then... 'twist' that strength onto the tip of one finger? See what happens?"

Li Chengcai had a natural trust in Muchen and immediately nodded and did as he was told.

He closed his eyes again, this time with an extremely serious expression. He almost gritted his teeth as he pointed at the raised index finger and said, "Exert force!"

Compare it with Dashachun’s expression!

It's quite funny.

puff!

A metal object suddenly pierced out from the tip of his index finger! It was no longer a soft wire, but a solid, standard-sized screwdriver head with a cross-shaped tip!

The room fell into a brief silence again.

"Hahaha! This is great! This is great!" Mu's father was the first to burst into laughter. "This is very practical! From now on, if there's anything at home that needs tightening, I can just call you! I don't even need to bring any tools, so worry-free!"

Si's father immediately joined in the fun, with a genuine smile on his face:

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! This is great! If you need to climb high or low, install a stand, or even a light fixture, this is the tool for you! It comes with a full set of precision tools, so convenient! So convenient!!"

Li Chengcai looked at his cross screwdriver, then at the two uncles' heartfelt and genuine smiles, opened his mouth, and finally laughed along with them.

At this time, Sirong spoke up: "Don't worry, the energy in your body may be relatively small now, but it will become stronger and stronger with practice."

The current situation is already good. At least it proves that not all infected people with high fever will eventually turn into zombies.

But so far, Sirong has not found a way to upgrade her ability.