[Ding, strengthening successful!]
[Congratulations, Host, your Thunder skill has reached LV. 2!]
Effect: unleashes powerful lightning strikes on targets.
The power has been doubled, and the chain range of lightning strikes has been expanded to up to 50 targets. At the same time, the control of lightning has been greatly improved. The user can even compress the lightning at his fingertips, shooting it out like a bullet.]
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[Your Gale Attack skill has reached LV. 2!]
Effect: the user can release a wind that is as sharp as a blade, destroying the target.
The power has increased by two times, and the strength of the wind blade has strengthened from cutting a broken wooden stake to cutting through metal. At the same time, the gale released can also increase the user's movement speed to a certain extent.]
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[Your Oracle ability has reached LV. 2!]
Effect: for every Transcendent creature killed, the user will receive a 100 experience bonus.
The experience bonus has been doubled!]
Looking at all the information about his three LV. 2 abilities, Stark's expression suddenly became carefree and comfortable.
It seemed that his 3,000 crystals were not wasted!
The power of his two attack abilities had increased by two times, and the experience bonus provided by the Oracle had also been doubled.
This was simply worth it!
Next, all he was waiting for was to face a large group of zombies the next day.
He was different from the other Transcendents.
Stark did not plan to stay up all night and head to the streets, waiting for the 6:00 high-level zombies to appear.
That was something only a fool would do.
It was late at night, and he had been tired all day. Wouldn't it be good to have a good night's sleep?
During the apocalypse, he had to ensure his rest.
Immediately, Stark put away the system interface and yawned. He found a room and walked in.
In the room, all the bedding was folded. Although no one had been here for three days, it was still relatively clean. There was only some dust, and it would be fine after a simple clean-up.
After doing all this, Stark laid down on the bed and slept peacefully.
Unknowingly, the night gradually passed.
Stark slept from four in the morning until twelve the next day.
After waking up in a daze, he pushed open the door and saw the figure of a young girl standing in front of his room.
The appearance of the young girl caught Stark off guard. He almost subconsciously lifted the Sword of God. When he saw that the young girl was Susanna, he asked in puzzlement.
"Susanna, why are you standing in front of my door so early in the morning?"
"Brother Stark, I woke up very early, and I didn't have anything to do. I just thought that Brother Stark was so tired yesterday, and he must be starving after waking up.
"So, I wanted to prepare some food for Brother Stark. You can have something to eat once you woke up."
Susanna replied softly.
Only then did Stark see that there was something in her fair right hand.
It was a pack of biscuits.
There were originally 18 biscuits in the packet, but now, there were only nine left.
"Brother Stark, in the past, I was the youngest girl at home. I loved to eat snacks, so I would often ask my parents for snacks. Sometimes, I bought too many, and if I couldn't finish them all at once, I would save them for later.
"This box of biscuits is the one I found in my room. After the apocalypse, I was locked in my room by those bandits. They didn't give me any food, so I opened the biscuits. Since I didn't know if I would have anything to eat in the future, I only ate one piece for every meal.
"After three days, there are still nine pieces left in the biscuit box. Brother Stark is so powerful, and fighting against zombies and bad guys will consume a lot of energy. So, if Brother Stark doesn't mind having fewer biscuits, you can eat them all!"
Susanna took the initiative to offer the biscuits to Stark.
Stark didn't take the cookies from Susanna at first. Instead, he thought for a moment, and his expression suddenly froze.
Living on only one box of biscuits for three days?
Every meal, no matter how hungry she was, she would only eat one biscuit. The purpose was very simple: survive for a longer period.
And now, all of it was delivered in front of him.
This was the reason why Stark was stunned.
Perhaps no one knew what Susanna's behavior meant.
But Stark understood.
In the beginning, to do his best to develop to his strongest state before leaving the house, the food left at home that day was eaten one piece at a time for three days straight.
He knew very well that he had persisted for three days and had only eaten a small amount for each meal. However, if it were him, if he had to give the rest of the food that he had gone through so much effort for three days to a stranger that he had only known for one day, he would never agree to it.
Since he had to give it away, then what was the point of saving food for three days? He might as well eat it myself.
However, Susanna still gave him the nine cookies that she had saved with great effort because she knew that he would soon consume a lot of energy.
She even said, "If it's not too little, just eat them all."
Such a selfless action.
Even Stark, who had always been cold, felt a long-lost warmth in his heart.
Ever since his parents passed away, for a long time, there was no one willing to give their everything to him.
The corner of Stark's mouth moved, but in the end, he still did not reveal that smile.
However, he immediately took the biscuit from Susanna's hand and said softly to her, "I've received your kindness, but we won't eat it this morning.
"You must have been hungry for a few days. Today, let's eat something good!"