From Apocalypse Boss to Farmer: My Vegetables Make Me Stronger!

The Triangular Military Knife Qi Xiang took out was a standard-issue model, the most common type of ability weapon in the military. It didn’t look special at all.

When he saw her hand the knife to Gu Xi, Zhang Wen’s gaze subconsciously followed, finally landing on the line of serial numbers etched into a recess on the hilt.

Upon seeing the letters and numbers clearly, Zhang Wen gasped sharply. "Holy shit, this knife..."

’What’s wrong with the knife?’

Seeing his huge reaction, the others looked up in confusion.

Zhang Wen walked over, his eyes practically glued to the military knife. After a long moment, he said, "If this knife isn’t a replica, it should be one of the first experimental ability weapons ever created by the Abnormal Ability Research Institute."

By the third year of the apocalypse, not only had bladed weapons become ineffective, but even conventional firearms could no longer cause significant damage to High-level Zombies.

Because of this, with the exception of ability users from a few specific branches, most others found it nearly impossible to escape unscathed if a High-level Zombie got close to them in a fight. That went without saying for ordinary soldiers.

Zombies felt no pain; they could keep fighting even with missing limbs.

But human survivors, still made of flesh and blood, were obviously not so durable.

More importantly, even ability users had a chance of being infected after being injured by a zombie, especially a High-level Zombie.

During those years, as more and more High-level Zombies appeared, humanity lacked effective weapons and was consistently pushed back when facing the zombie hordes, struggling immensely in the fight.

This situation persisted for three years, until the eighth year of the apocalypse. It was then that humanity, using parts from mutated flora and fauna along with certain rare ores as raw materials, successfully developed a special weapon: an ability weapon capable of inflicting effective damage on zombies from a distance.

For the survivors who were struggling bitterly in the apocalypse, gradually growing numb and desperate, the emergence of ability weapons was undoubtedly an uplifting piece of good news.

It could be said that ability weapons hold an incredibly significant place in the history of humanity’s war against the zombie hordes.

"And that very first batch of ability weapons..." Zhang Wen pointed at the serial number on the Triangular Military Knife and said mysteriously, "is said to have been infused with the blood of a future legendary powerhouse, giving them limitless Potential Value..."

Gu Xi lowered her eyes to the Triangular Military Knife in her hand. ’No wonder...’

Nearby, Wei Heng watched her, the strange feeling in his heart growing ever stronger.

She was clearly the same person, yet the feeling Gu Xi gave him... had become incredibly dangerous.

Just then, Gu Xi suddenly spoke up. "A legendary powerhouse? Who was it?"

Zhang Wen froze for a second. Thinking Gu Xi was just curious, he scratched his head and said, "I don’t know about that either, but I once saw a rumor on a small, internal military forum."

"Someone on there guessed that the legendary powerhouse who gave their blood for the first batch of ability weapons was the founder of the future Doomsday Squad. But after that founder’s ability broke through to the Divine Rank, they ascended on the spot..."

’Ascended on the spot?’

Gu Xi’s lips curved into a slight smile. She returned the knife to Qi Xiang and said in an unnaturally calm tone, "There’s nothing wrong with the knife. My ability is still here."

She even channeled another sliver of her ability into the knife right in front of them.

The faint, almost imperceptible green glimmer hidden between the hilt and the blade instantly flared with a brilliant flash. It then solidified into a green, phantom-like image that coiled around the blade.

Seeing this green phantom, Wei Heng and Qi Xiang exchanged a glance and collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

...Thank goodness it was just a false alarm.

The person before them was Gu Xi.

Because Gu Xi’s ability was so unique, no one could possibly imitate it.

It turned out Wei Heng wasn’t the only one who had noticed something was off with Gu Xi; Qi Xiang’s intuition had also led her to suspect that this Gu Xi was an imposter.

After all, that feeling of impending danger, the one that made the hair on her arms stand on end, had not been fake.

But neither of them could figure out what had happened. Gu Xi had only been separated from them for a few short hours, so how had she become... so dangerous?

Like a super-nuke, ready to detonate at any moment and annihilate everything.

It was terrifying.

Wei Heng and Qi Xiang locked eyes again, both seeing the gravity in the other’s gaze. Their hearts sank.

Meanwhile, after finishing his gossip about the first batch of ability weapons, Zhang Wen’s gaze fell back on the knife. ’It’s obvious,’ he thought. ’Dr. Qi must have given this Triangular Military Knife to Miss Qi for self-defense.’

’Otherwise, how could an ordinary person get their hands on a first-production-run ability weapon?’

With this thought, Zhang Wen looked at Qi Xiang again, the envy in his eyes so thick it was practically overflowing. ’Sure enough, that saying on the forums is right. In this age of relying on your dad, power is all that matters.’

’Man, I wish I had a big shot from the Research Institute for a dad, too.’

’He wouldn’t even have to be my real dad.’

Zhang Wen had to admit he was jealous.

Qi Xiang: "..."

Just then, a nearby Qin Yi let out a long sigh and walked up to Gu Xi. "Gu Xi, have any seeds? I feel like a lemon tree should be planted here..." she said, her comment directed at Zhang Wen’s obvious jealousy.

Gu Xi paused, looking at the hand extended toward her. She suddenly understood. Glancing at Wei Heng and Qi Xiang, then back at Qin Yi, she said, "You don’t have to test me. It’s me."

Qin Yi pressed her lips together, two faint dimples appearing on her cheeks. Looking slightly uncomfortable, she whispered, "Oh, Gu Xi, you figured it out..."

Gu Xi retrieved a lemon seed from her dimensional space and handed it to her. "Do you need me to plant it myself?"

Qin Yi took the seed and gave her an embarrassed smile, but inwardly, she let out a huge sigh of relief.

’It’s Gu Xi.’

But for some reason, being in front of Gu Xi right now still made her hair stand on end.

’But I’m probably not the only one who’s tense.’

’Just a moment ago, I noticed that Qi Xiang’s hand, gripping her gun, had also turned pale.’

Gu Xi sighed.

’I really did scare them, after all.’

"Sorry. I just ran into an old acquaintance, and it put me in a bad mood."

’It had been a long time since I’d killed a living person. My skills haven’t gotten rusty, but I’d forgotten that the times have changed. Looks like from now on, I’ll have to rein in my bloodlust a bit after killing someone. After all, this isn’t the same blood-soaked era it was over thirty years ago.’

"Gu Xi..." Qi Xiang looked at her, wanting to say something, but she felt a lump in her throat, unable to get any words out.

"I’m fine," Gu Xi said, not wanting to elaborate. She looked up at Zhang Wen. "That internal forum you mentioned..." she trailed off, genuinely interested.

Zhang Wen paused, then immediately moved to open his personal terminal to add her as a friend.

But he quickly remembered that personal terminals had no signal right now.

"Miss Gu, let’s add each other as friends once the network is back up. I’ll send you a forum invitation code then..." Zhang Wen sounded a bit disappointed, but he quickly began to feel a secret thrill.

’A friend request from Miss Gu herself!’

’When those bastards back on the team find out, they’ll be green with envy!’