Chapter 7 Welcome to the New World

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"Hmm?"

Qingmu's gaze sharpened, and his subordinates also crowded over to look, obviously having seen something surprising.

Because this group of survivors had already lost their ability to resist after experiencing that kind of piercing scream, showing extreme pain, only Lu Bu'er was an exception.

That year, this squad had also experienced the same thing and could sympathize even more.

Maintaining combat effectiveness while enduring such a level of pain was as preposterous as a woman in labor swinging a mop to fight off a thug—no one would believe it.

"Logically speaking, only a Cocoon Breaker who has mastered the Sacred Rhythm and completed the first stage of awakening can ignore the erosion of such low-level Specter Fiends... of course, with the exception of higher talents."

After reviewing the combat playback, Qingmu turned his head to look at a corner of the cabin: "There are actually two with higher talents among these Cocoon Breakers; it looks like they can be sent directly to complete their evolution."

Ever since Qingmu led the air drop to clear the field and then took the Cocoon Breakers aboard the helicopter, his eyes showed a drastic change for the first time, as if a wolf had spotted a delicious lamb.

He even licked his lips.

This sent a shiver down Lu Bu'er and He Sai.

"Don't be too nervous, this is a good thing for you. We usually send people out according to prophecies to find the most valuable Cocoon Breakers, spending huge resources to help them break through their cocoon prematurely. As for the rest, it's unknown whether they can be saved. There are quite a few who die in their cocoons."

Qingmu flipped through his tablet, calling up their information: "Nowadays, the talents of Evolvers are divided into different levels. Most of you here have lower talents. If you have a unique skill, you will be considered to have a medium talent. Those with a combat talent are the relatively rare higher talents. This is a database established five hundred years ago, and it's very convenient to look things up."

"Lower talent, medium talent, or higher talent, none are absolute. A higher talent might be downgraded for various reasons, and a lower or medium talent may turn the tables one day and become suited for combat. In short, it's related to your own spirit."

When the data information finished loading, the information of Lu Bu'er and He Sai boldly appeared on the screen, which was most likely entered when the Tree of Life Kabbalah System initiated five hundred years ago. From their date of birth to their family situation, as well as educational background and medical reports, all was there.

Lu Bu'er couldn't understand why he, just a dying invalid, would have so-called combat talent, let alone be a higher talent.

Apart from him being half a test player.

With nothing special about him.

Who would define a person in the late stages of cancer as a rare talent?

But soon he got the answer.

Because he found that in the database displayed on the tablet, his personal information had obviously been tampered with. The majority of the data matched reality, but specifically in the medical report and medical treatment, it was shown that everything was normal, at most sub-healthy.

Lu Bu'er felt something was off again.

Someone sent him a helmet, fine.

But to have his data tampered with as well?

What exactly was going on?

To save him?

It was at this moment that he discovered something even more astonishing: the data of his parents had also been altered, their professions changed to ordinary teachers!

Suddenly, everything appeared confusing and elusive to him.

"He Sai, right?"

Qingmu said with interest: "You killed a Specter Fiend with a chainsaw?"

He Sai responded with suspicion: "Specter Fiend?"

"The mummies you encountered."

"Um... yes."

"Those low-rank Specter Fiends emit a piercing scream that causes intense pain, usually unbearable to most. We call them Requiems. Theoretically, a Cocoon Breaker who hasn't mastered the Sacred Rhythm shouldn't be able to overcome it. How did you manage it?"

"Pain? I didn't feel it."

He Sai truly answered, he was indeed different from the others.

Qingmu showed a pleased smile: "Then it's most likely no mistake, this is a natural combat talent, higher talent. Even Specter Fiends that are somewhat more evolved than you will have no effect on you. I assume it's the same situation with Classmate Lu Bu'er?"

Lu Bu'er met his gaze, feeling a chill along his spine.

Because He Sai's situation was clearly different from his own.

He could feel the pain that came from the scream.

It's just that he was used to it, so he could bear it.

"It seems we're in luck this time, there are quite a few with medium talents, but the specifics will have to be judged by the Sacred Entity. You all are my achievements, after all. Don't forget the grace of my saving you after you become Evolvers," Qingmu said indifferently.

Everybody still didn't know what exactly Evolvers were.

But if they could get powers like these people, that would be quite thrilling.

However, Lu Bu'er had a thought, because nothing about this setup had changed. Evolvers were people in this world who possessed extraordinary powers, and initially, apart from a little understanding of this world, he had nothing to rely on. But now he had the Seeds of the Heavenly God he found in the Land of the Departed.

If this was indeed the rarest hidden item his parents referred to,

then he had a card up his sleeve to survive in this world.

Qingmu glanced at his watch, then turned to his subordinates and whispered: "Notify them to have Mr. Hei Shan come to pick up the newcomers. This group has come into contact with the followers of the Corpse Eating Sect, so their memories need to be erased... We can't allow the public to know about those guys."