Apocalypse: I Can See Health Bars

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Chu Zhaozhao’s Energy Value instantly dropped by 80 points, exactly the same as before.

"Huh, I feel like I still have strength..."

Chu Zhaozhao was also confused. She clearly felt she still had strength, yet in that instant, she had lost control of the car. She subconsciously reached out to try again, but Lin Fan pressed her hand down.

"Don’t try again. Save your strength..."

’If my observation is correct, eighty points is likely the instantaneous "power" limit of Chu Zhaozhao’s ability. The moment she exceeded this output, her ability short-circuited!’

’But what exactly did that mean?’

’I haven’t encountered a similar situation before, nor do I possess a crystal-based ability that allows for such instantaneous output.’

’But Chu Zhaozhao’s "high-power, instant-on" style of output still shows me a new possibility. If I could also reach my maximum output in an instant, converting energy into attacking power, then...’

’For now, though, it’s just a thought. I’ll have to wait for a chance to properly study whether my impact or blade crystals can handle more energy.’

He looked at the circle of people around him, who were all staring at each other blankly, at a loss, as if the spearhead had carried their souls away with it.

"What are you all looking at?"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Lin Fan, about that spearhead... how about Zhaozhao and I go get it back?"

Su Qing walked over to Chu Zhaozhao, grabbing her hand as if ready to go upstairs and find the spearhead.

"Oh, so that’s what you were looking at..."

Lin Fan finally understood. He had been so preoccupied with the matter of energy output that he had forgotten about the spearhead. He casually agreed,

"All four of you go together. Bring crowbars and weapons. If there are any zombies inside, deal with them yourselves..."

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing that Lin Fan wasn’t angry about what happened, Chu Zhaozhao quickly agreed. The other two men also hastily grabbed crowbars and spears, and the four of them climbed through a ground-floor window into the apartment building.

"Zhaozhao is really amazing!"

Seeing that everyone had gone and only Lin Fan remained, Liu Bin finally remarked with a sigh,

"Brother Lin, your team is really getting stronger and stronger..."

"She is pretty amazing. I didn’t expect it either..."

Lin Fan also watched their departing figures and sighed, just like Liu Bin.

He knew in his heart that this was only the beginning.

As time went on, not just Zhaozhao, but also Su Qing, Xu Qian, and even that Wang Yuanhua—all of these Awakened Ones would become more and more powerful...

Including Lin Fan himself, they had no choice but to become stronger and stronger...

’But it’s still not enough. The spearhead I forged from system materials, combined with Chu Zhaozhao’s ability, is only as powerful as a rifle.’

’The army had no shortage of rifles. Even with ten for every soldier, their lines were still broken...’

’It’s not enough. And we’re running out of time.’

"Um... Brother Lin, is there anything else? You asked me to bring the welder. What for?"

Wu Haitao, however, didn’t have Lin Fan’s foresight, nor did he know as much as Liu Bin or share his yearning for abilities. He was simply concerned with whether there was more work to do, especially since it was almost mealtime and people had already started cooking over at the supermarket.

"Oh, right, right..."

Hearing Wu Haitao’s question, Lin Fan remembered the task at hand. He responded quickly, picked up the spear shaft from the side, and turned to walk back into the clinic.

"Hang on, there’s more. Let’s keep cutting..."

Lin Fan passed through the clinic into the hallway and closed the door behind him before holding the spear shaft out in front of him.

[Repair? Materials required: Scrap Metal x1, Blade x4]

"Repair!"

The instant his thought connected, just like when he first crafted it, the entire spear instantly floated in the air before him. It slowly transformed into a translucent phantom, with only the missing spearhead at the tip existing as a pale blue form of energy.

’This is... the blueprint from before...’

One by one, the materials appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Fan, turning translucent and merging into the energy spearhead. When the last Blade was incorporated, the spearhead completely shed its energy state, becoming a solid phantom identical to the spear shaft.

[Repair Complete]

A line of text appeared. As Lin Fan reached out and grasped the spear, the energy enveloping it vanished instantly, and its heavy weight returned to his hand.

Looking at the perfectly intact, gleaming spearhead before him, Lin Fan couldn’t resist reaching out to touch it, feeling the faint coolness of the metal.

"Heh... what a fine weapon..."

This was precisely the basis for his confidence in his earlier plan to upgrade everyone’s weapons.

He had a large surplus of these basic repair materials, thanks to piggybacking on the kills from Su Qing and the others, plus the dozen or so Mutated Zombies. Repairing it seven or eight times would be no problem at all.

Besides, regular zombies dropped these items. If he needed more, he could just go farm a wave of them somewhere further out. They weren’t rare.

Remembering the two people waiting for him outside, Lin Fan chuckled to himself, hefted the spear, and walked back out...

"Sorry to trouble you with this one too, Brother Wu..."

When Wu Haitao saw Lin Fan bring out another one, his eyes went wide in an instant, and he was too stunned to speak.

Liu Bin didn’t know the value of these things. He just assumed Lin Fan had found a cold-weapon collector’s warehouse somewhere. So while he was surprised, he didn’t find it completely absurd.

So, he asked the clearly astounded Wu Haitao in confusion:

"Haitao, what’s wrong?"

Liu Bin was genuinely asking, but Wu Haitao thought he was being warned about his attitude. He quickly bowed his head, rubbed his face to compose himself, and replied,

"Brother Liu, it’s nothing. I’m just a little hungry..."

"Ah! You keep helping Brother Lin. I’ll go get you guys something to eat..."

Liu Bin also thought he was genuinely hungry. After all, he was working and it was mealtime; it would be awkward to wait for Lin Fan to arrange a meal. He quickly excused himself and ran off toward the supermarket.

"No... I... Sigh..."

"He went to get food? Is he hungry?"

Lin Fan placed the spear on the base of the cutting machine. Hearing Liu Bin say he was going to get food, he asked Wu Haitao in confusion, then pointed at the spearhead.

"Cut it here again."

"He... maybe..."

Watching another work of art being placed under his cutting machine, Wu Haitao decided to just go with it. He flipped the switch on the cutter and pressed down.

SCREEE—

...

By the time Su Qing and the others came downstairs, they saw sparks still flying like fireworks at the clinic entrance. They were all a little confused, not knowing what the two were cutting now.

"Boss, we got the spearhead! It’s really sturdy! Not a scratch on it!"

A spearhead floated above Chu Zhaozhao’s hand as she stood excitedly across from the cutting machine, shouting to Lin Fan.

Since the cutting machine was still spewing sparks, the group didn’t get any closer, simply standing on the opposite side.

With a CLANG, the sparks died out.

A heavy object fell to the ground. The group finally crowded around for a look, only to see another spearhead, identical to the one floating over Chu Zhaozhao’s hand!

"Huh? Wait? Boss... there’s more!"

But a turn of the head revealed three more identical spearheads lying on the ground nearby...

Everyone: "...?"