Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn Before Apocalypse: Surviving with Superpowers: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

"What the hell is going on?!" Kairo Quinn’s voice trembled with anxiety, and his first instinct was to rush inside.With a flick of my fingers, I cleared away some of the bird corpses blocking our path. Kevin Keane and Evan Olson took the opportunity to inspect the bodies closely. They found that the skulls of these giant birds had been pried open, their Crystal Cores surgically extracted. Our anxious hearts settled slightly."Don’t worry. With a scene like this, it’s definitely our people doing the wiping out, not the other way around." Evan patted Kairo on the shoulder, trying to soothe his agitation. Kevin glanced at me, a playful smirk curving his lips as he added, "Assuming your sister wasn’t just messing around."Hearing this, I put on an innocent face, pressing my palms together in a pleading gesture. "Please, please! Just the general situation is enough; we can skip the trivial details!" Kevin let out a low chuckle. He reached out a large hand, palming the top of my head, and

Suddenly, Byron Bell’s face drastically changed. He screamed at the top of his lungs, "Captain! My gun jammed! Fuck!"Before his voice even faded, a Second Order mutant bird lunged straight at him, its sharp beak aiming directly for his head!"Captain Rhodes! Behind Byron!" Saul Eaton’s eyes turned red. Vines immediately sprouted from his wrists, rushing to block the space behind Byron. However, the bird was incredibly cunning; it dodged with a few sideways movements, its speed absurdly fast.Luke Locke didn’t waste words. Leaping into the air, he sent three metal darts flying with a SWISH, slicing straight toward the bird’s head!With just ten centimeters to spare, the bird’s severed head fell to the ground with a CLACK. Black blood sprayed all over Byron. His legs gave out as he stammered, "Th-thank you, Captain!""Hold on! There aren’t many left! Concentrate your fire and take out those leading Second Order birds!" Luke hissed through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse from overexerti

"Boss! This is so damn frustrating!" Saul Eaton looked as if he was severely constipated. His fists were clenched tight. "Did Brother Drake die for nothing? That bitch is still playing innocent, and Ron Rivers is a complete idiot for actually protecting her!"Sitting in the backseat with his eyes closed, Luke Locke traced his fingertips over Sean Palmer’s urn. He replied in a low voice, "We enjoy the highest treatment from the Military Command."But anyone who knew him well understood that his words were full of helplessness and resentment.He wanted to avenge Sean Palmer more than anyone, but right now, he couldn’t disobey orders.Hugh Palmer, who was driving, also felt depressed. "The highest treatment just means we have to follow the lieutenant general’s orders and protect two morons! If it weren’t for those two burdens, Brother Drake would never have died!"Saul Eaton spoke up hesitantly, "When we were in the neighboring city, I saw a lot of privately formed squads. They had a lot

What surprised me even more was the Spiritual Spring!The mouth of the spring had noticeably widened, and a faint, ethereal mist drifted above it. The mist flowed gently as if it had a mind of its own, enveloping the entire courtyard and transforming it into a wonderland amidst the swirling vapor.Rex and the calves were happily chasing each other around. When they noticed the white mist actively retreating from them, they grew excited, immediately turning and running toward the foot of the mountain as if patrolling their own territory.Nearby, Nido was exceptionally well-behaved. It lay quietly in its nest, its lively eyes focused intently on the newly grown tree not far away.I was instantly engulfed in immense joy. My figure suddenly vanished from beneath the tree and teleported to the edge of the Spiritual Spring.My thoughts surged wildly. I guessed that this was the Spiritual Spring’s true state. I could feel the spiritual energy contained within the spring washing over my face.

Kevin Keane looked at me, still seeming a bit groggy from sleep. He took off his scarf and wrapped it around my neck, then reached out to pull it up, covering most of my cheeks.I sniffled and whispered, "Thank you."Jack Palmer hurried over. "I’m so sorry, Miss Quinn. We’ve disturbed everyone."Evan Olson was talking to the military officer. The officer then walked over to me and extended his hand. "Hello, Miss Quinn. From now on, I’ll be in charge of the security and zoning for the surrounding villa areas. My name is Finn Pierce."My gaze shifted to the man. He appeared to be in his thirties, tall and lean. Even in his thick winter military uniform, I could make out the well-proportioned, subtle muscle definition hidden beneath the fabric. With his fair complexion and refined, relaxed features, his entire being exuded a gentle, scholarly air. Yet, hidden within this scholarly demeanor was an inviolable, awe-inspiring sense of righteousness.The crisp winter uniform made his posture