Chapter 53: Into a Post-Apocalyptic Superpower Novel, Day 5

Chapter 53: The Fifth Day of Transmigrating into an Apocalyptic Superpower Novel

Ji Zishi felt a stir in his heart, feeling that this person’s way of speaking was very interesting.

He turned fully around, facing An Yi directly, and studied him more carefully, only then realizing that this person was incredibly handsome.

Although his face was dusty, it didn’t affect his delicate features—striking eyes, a straight nose, and well-shaped lips.

Coupled with his calm demeanor, which subtly exuded the composure and authority of someone long accustomed to power, it formed an extremely strong contrast with his shabby clothes and pitiful state—the striking contrast of a ruler fallen from grace.

Very...

Very what?

Ji Zishi racked his brains but couldn’t find a completely fitting word to describe this feeling.

It just felt... magnetic.

Anyway, his gaze was like iron to a magnet, constantly drifting to An Yi against his will.

An Yi didn’t know what he was thinking. If he did, he could only say, “This is the aftermath of being the Chief Grand Secretary.”

Having experienced three lifetimes of rise and fall, wielding power and ruling the court,

He was no longer the ordinary college student he once was.

He was now An Yi—the domineering CEO and Chief Grand Secretary of the court.

Ji Zishi adjusted the heavy firearm slung across his chest to his back, and introduced himself with enthusiasm: “My name is Ji Zishi, and you?”

An Yi smiled gently. “An Yi.”

Ji Zishi—he had also appeared in the original novel, a member of the protagonist team, a powerful user who could control thunder and lightning, ultimately dying in the final battle, just before dawn.

“An Yi?”

Ji Zishi savored the name on his tongue, his thick brows relaxing: “Great name! ‘Peace and ease’—sounds lucky! A good omen!” He praised sincerely.

An Yi thought of the body’s original owner upon hearing this: “I hope so.”

After half a day on the road, the convoy changed direction again. On the horizon, the outline of a vast settlement with high walls, watchtowers, and crude buildings gradually came into view.

They had arrived at Liaoyuan Fort.

At the base entrance, crowds were bustling. Uniformed staff were already on high alert. Seeing the convoy approach, they immediately began tense but orderly directing.

They had long prepared for the reception. As the convoy appeared, they stepped forward to get busy.

Soon, the vehicle An Yi was in smoothly entered the base. Alarms kept ringing in his ears as they passed through what seemed like security checks.

A staff member, holding a loudspeaker, broadcast repeatedly in a clear voice: “Attention, everyone! All new arrivals must line up for registration! Superpower users—go through the red gate channel! Ordinary people—go through the blue gate channel! Repeat: superpower users, red gate; ordinary people, blue gate!”

Everyone followed the instructions and looked. Two gates stood out, painted a vivid red and blue.

An Yi stood among the crowd for a moment, then walked toward the red gate line for superpower users. Those with superpowers lived better lives and had better benefits than ordinary people.

Since he had a superpower, he naturally wanted a better life.

Ji Zishi noticed which way he was heading and followed like a shadow. His tall frame stood next to An Yi, exuding a strong presence: “You have a superpower? What type?”

If An Yi had a superpower, he could later recruit him into his action team.

An Yi saw him following: “Don’t you have work?” He dodged the question.

Ji Zishi grinned casually, flashing a row of white teeth, and replied directly: “Busy, yes, but I’m more interested in you. Since you have a superpower, how about joining my team? Room and board, great benefits, and you can level up by killing monsters!”

An Yi glanced at him and didn’t respond immediately: “I’ll think about it.”

He went to the back of the red channel line and waited quietly. The process was quick; soon it was his turn.

The person sitting at the registration desk was a middle-aged woman: “Name?”

“An Yi.”

She entered his name and then asked: “Superpower?”

“Water and ice manipulation.”

Her fingers paused. She looked up, studying An Yi: “You can control ice?”

Her voice rose a few notes, a clear sign that this ability was rare even among superpowers.

An Yi smiled: “Yes.”

Her attitude warmed a bit: “Is it offensive? Can you freeze things? What’s the range?”

An Yi pretended to think for a moment and replied cautiously: “Decent, I’ve just grasped the basics.”

The woman glanced at him, didn’t ask further, quickly finished entering the info and handed him a wristband. This was his ID in the base.

An Yi took it and thanked her: “Thank you.”

The woman smiled, then quickly suppressed it: “Just doing my duty. Once you’re at Liaoyuan Fort, you’ll have basic means to survive. I hope you can truly begin a new life here.”

An Yi nodded and smiled: “I’ll take your good wishes.”

Ji Zishi, who had been listening nearby, heard the exchange clearly. Water and ice?!

He continued his invitation: “If you decide, you can come find me. The combat teams live in the military district. I’m the captain of the Second Combat Team.”

An Yi nodded and smiled: “Okay, I understand.”

Seeing that An Yi didn’t agree right away, Ji Zishi didn’t push. He knew this couldn’t be rushed.

He nodded to An Yi and left with a “See you around the base!”

then turned and strode away, his tall figure quickly disappearing into the bustling crowd. He indeed had many matters to handle.

After Ji Zishi left, An Yi noticed Weng Daixuan standing behind him. His expression remained unchanged: “May I ask what’s the matter?”

Weng Daixuan observed his expression: “I didn’t know you had a superpower.”

An Yi didn’t flinch, speaking the truth: “I only awakened it last night.”

“Because of the injury?” Weng Daixuan recalled something and nodded: “Well, it’s an extra layer of protection.”

She said: “Since we came together, let’s look out for each other from now on.”

An Yi smiled and nodded.

Weng Daixuan also nodded and returned to her own people.

After all the people they had brought back registered, a staff member led them into the base.

The staff member led them to the accommodation, briefly introduced the base's layout, and then left.

An Yi chose a room. The room was very small, cramped and gloomy, but fairly clean.

He recalled what that person had just said: to survive in this base, ordinary people could choose to work to earn points to exchange for survival supplies.

People with special skills could take on appropriate jobs, and the pay would be a bit higher.

Of course, people with abilities could do that too, but they usually went out to hunt mutants for points. The risk was greater, but so were the rewards.

An Yi thought for a while and ultimately decided to go out to hunt mutated animals and plants to train his combat skills.