Chapter 2 - Academy

However, the threat of zombies still lingered.

By the mid-stage of the apocalypse, the Earth's natural environment had already collapsed.

In the central part of the remaining continents, the once lush primeval forests had become terrifying hell forests, shrouded in thick miasma that enveloped the entire forest and surrounding areas.

Next to the primeval forest was a wide and boundless river that cut through the continent. Together with the miasma, it divided the land into two.

However, the miasma and river water were not permanent fixtures.

Due to the influence of the zombie virus, the natural climate had undergone drastic changes. The Earth, once with four distinct seasons and diverse climates, now only experienced two extreme conditions: an intensely hot summer that could dry people out, and a bitterly cold winter that could freeze them solid.

Only during the deep winter would the miasma dissipate significantly, and the river freeze over, allowing only then for high-level psychics and zombies to traverse this area.

During one particularly cold winter, the human psychics and the zombie horde engaged in the largest battle in history.

The battle ended with victory for humanity, and the remaining zombies fled to the land on the other side of the river.

From then on, humans and zombies occupied opposite sides of the river. The toxic miasma and river water became natural barriers protecting humanity.

However, every winter, people still needed to strengthen their defenses against zombie attacks.

To more effectively cultivate warriors capable of resisting zombies, the empire established the Noah Academy.

The empire decreed that all citizens who reach the age of 16 and possess psychic abilities must attend the Noah Academy to study various related knowledge.

When Niya first heard this, it sounded like a fantasy to her.

It wasn't until she demonstrated her own psychic powers that she truly felt herself in a post-apocalyptic world filled with psychics and zombies.

Niya, now referred to as Abby.

She squatted on the ground, resting and replenishing her fluids while reflecting on her experiences over the past few days.

"Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need help?" A voice from above interrupted Abby's thoughts.

She looked up, squinting against the bright sunlight.

The person in front of her was a tall, slender boy, his hair sparkling in the sunlight, dazzling and glaring.

As Abby sized him up, so did he.

Typically, the registration area would be crowded in the morning, but now, in the afternoon, there were hardly any people around.

just saw this person curled up alone in this corner, looking tired or uncomfortable resting.

There were two big bags next to him, forming a stark contrast with his slender body.

just instinctively felt that this person must need help, and he decisively came forward to ask.

As he walked over, he thought to himself that the boy in front of him really looked quite frail, as if he could easily lift him with one hand.

His curled-up appearance made him think of poor little animals and stirred his protective instincts. Upon hearing Abby's voice, just looked up.

When he saw Abby's face, he was stunned for a moment.

The person before him had delicate features and a gentle demeanor, which naturally made people feel fond of him, but his expression revealed a sense of aloofness.

Especially his pair of emerald green eyes were so clear and deep that when he looked at someone, the tenderness in them was like a lake reflecting the stars at night, making one want to drown in it.

However, upon closer observation, one could see that beneath the brilliance was a deep reserve and distance.

At this moment, just naturally didn't catch these subtle differences.

He was just purely admiring in his heart that the person looked really good-looking.

After just briefly stunned, not hearing Abby's reply, his gaze fell on Abby's pale face and he quickly asked again: "Are you ok? Need me to take you to the infirmary?"

It was only then that Abby responded, clearing her throat: "Cough, no need, I'm just a bit heatstroke. Resting here for a bit is fine. Thank you for your concern."

Her voice was originally cold and magnetic, and now with a slight suppression, it was even harder to discern as true or false.

Although Abby claimed to be fine, just couldn't fully believe it.

With her complexion as white as paper, how could she really be fine?

But he also knew that he couldn't force Abby to go to the infirmary.

After thinking for a moment, just simply squatted down next to Abby's shade.

"Well, then I'll wait here for you. When we're ready, we'll go together. Are you also a first-year student this year? Hello, my name is just."

"...Um, hello, I'm Abby."