Afterwards, Li Xuan opened a chocolate bar, placed it in his mouth, slowly savored it, and the hunger in his stomach gradually subsided.

Bai Lengning's stomach emitted a series of gurgling sounds. She had only eaten one egg in the morning, and over ten hours had passed since then. The egg had long been digested, leaving her stomach completely empty.

She licked her lips, "Li Xuan, could you give me a piece of chocolate?"

"I still want to eat it myself. I don't have any extra for you." Li Xuan refused.

With the apocalypse arriving, food was the most important resource. Did she expect to get chocolate without offering anything in return, not even saying she'd borrow it?

Bai Lengning still hadn't adapted to the apocalypse.

Sister Lan spoke up: "We're all colleagues. It's just a piece of chocolate—don't be so stingy."

"Then you give her a piece of chocolate."

"I don't have any."

"If you don't have any, then shut up. I could say I'm willing to give her the Earth too, but since I don't control the Earth right now, I can only not give it." Li Xuan mocked.

Sister Lan widened her eyes, puffing out her cheeks in extreme irritation. If she weren't afraid of Li Xuan taking action, she would have already jumped up in anger, shouting loudly to seize the initiative in the argument.

"If you won't give it, then don't. It's just a piece of chocolate—no big deal."

Bai Lengning tugged at Sister Lan's sleeve, "The storage room might have some food. Let's go look for it."

Sister Lan's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up, rushing to be the first into the storage room.

The others were also somewhat hungry and quickly followed behind, entering the storage room to search through it.

The storage room wasn't large, and the group soon searched it from top to bottom, finding absolutely nothing.

This made sense upon reflection. The museum janitors had their own dormitories, so why would they store food in a storage room filled with brooms and mops?

The group huddled in the storage room, their stomachs empty and the danger outside intensifying their panic and confusion.

The next day, as the sun first rose

Li Xuan glanced at his phone. He hadn't slept all night, sitting while holding the blood-stained fire axe, yet his spirit remained vigorous. He was accustomed to frequently working overtime through the night, and the chocolate had provided him with sufficient physical energy—his body still had strength.

He stood up, walked to the main door, and glanced toward the storage room. Bai Lengning and the others had already woken up.

"Someone come here and open the door."

Bai Lengning and the others looked at each other, each hoping someone would step forward voluntarily to open the door.

Finally, A Yun came to the main door, took a deep breath, tensed his legs preparing to dodge at any moment, gripped the handle with both hands, and pulled forcefully.

Having not eaten the previous day, his stomach was empty and body weak, so his strength was somewhat diminished. He only managed to pull the door halfway open.

Li Xuan had anticipated this. Through the half-open door space, he quickly assessed the situation outside.

Beyond the back door was a large open area with bloodstains on the marble ground, but no zombies in sight.

He made an immediate decision, rushing out the door and running along the predetermined route.

Roar~

The sound of the door opening alerted nearby zombies, which began converging toward the source of the noise. A Yun and the others hurriedly ran out the door.

A Yun led Bai Lengning escaping in another direction. According to A Yun, there was a small path there with fewer people, making it safer.

Li Xuan ran out of the museum, dashed into the greenbelt, and spotted the camouflage backpack he had prepared in advance. The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upward.

He opened the camouflage backpack to find some food inside, along with a large machete.

Not far away stood a fully charged Model 10 electric scooter capable of reaching a maximum speed of one hundred kilometers per hour.

Motorcycles were loud and easily attracted zombies, while electric scooters were comparatively quieter. Their only drawbacks were inferior range compared to motorcycles and less convenient charging than refueling.

Li Xuan only intended to use the electric scooter to return home, so range and charging weren't issues for him.

Clip-clop clip-clop~

A large black bull charged into the greenbelt, its curved horns aimed directly at Li Xuan, hooves galloping majestically.

Li Xuan quickly retreated, avoiding the black bull's charge. As they passed each other, the bull's head moved with human-like intelligence, its horns hooking onto the camouflage backpack.

Rip~

The camouflage backpack tore open.

Bread, chocolate, and bottled water scattered across the ground.

The black bull quickly turned, once again aiming itself at Li Xuan, speaking in human language: "This food and water belong to us now! The machete and fire axe are ours too! I don't want to kill you! Leave quickly!"

Li Xuan's gaze sharpened, "So it's you, Old Liu."

The voice coming from the black bull was identical to Old Liu's!

"Leave! The zombies will return soon—you don't want to die either!" the black bull warned again.

"Why did you ambush me?" Li Xuan asked.

"You forced my hand first!" the black bull Old Liu stared intently at Li Xuan.

He was a company elite, the team leader. Before this, Li Xuan had avoided him like a mouse avoiding a cat, wanting to stay as far away as possible. But at the museum's back door, Li Xuan had ordered him to close the door and threatened him with the fire axe.

Being commanded and pressured by someone who had previously been far beneath him filled Old Liu with simmering anger. After confirming he had awakened a supernatural ability—a transformation power superior to A Yun's useless type—he could no longer restrain himself. He immediately followed Li Xuan, waiting for an opportunity to ambush him.

Another reason was that Sister Lan wanted the chocolate Li Xuan carried. High-calorie food was excellent for replenishing physical strength.

He and Sister Lan needed to fill their stomachs to have the energy to safely return home.

He hadn't intended to directly kill Li Xuan either—just wanted to poke a hole in Li Xuan with his horns, steal the food and weapons. Whether Li Xuan would die from zombie attacks wasn't his concern. If he were soft-hearted, he wouldn't have become a company elite.

Sister Lan ran over, holding a stick in her hand.

"Li Xuan, didn't expect this, did you! Old Liu has also awakened a supernatural ability!" Sister Lan said triumphantly.

She tightly gripped the stick, her peripheral vision noticing the food and water on the ground, saliva quickly secreting in her mouth as she continued:

"Li Xuan, the future will definitely belong to ability users! Don't foolishly resist! You've seen it yourself—right after the apocalypse began, Brother Liu can transform into a large black bull. He'll definitely become even stronger in the future, maybe even transform into Godzilla."

"Transform into Godzilla?" Li Xuan laughed.

In this apocalypse version, transformation abilities were fixed and wouldn't improve. Only by the second version would there be opportunities for secondary evolution.

Sister Lan was correct about one thing—there would indeed be a version where ability users ruled the future. But a mere ability to transform into a black bull would absolutely not make someone a powerful figure!

"What are you laughing at? You don't even have any abilities, yet you dare question the first batch of lucky ones who gained supernatural powers?" Sister Lan mocked.

Li Xuan adjusted his collar, "Originally I didn't want to use my ability this early, but since you're forcing me, I'll have to satisfy your curiosity."

The black bull immediately sensed something wrong. Could it be that Li Xuan, like him, had been deliberately concealing his transformation ability?

Moo!

The black bull's thick legs moved, charging toward Li Xuan.

In the next instant, Li Xuan's clothes shattered, revealing a giant beast that shouldn't exist in this era. His form instantly surpassed the black bull's size, his ferocious and terrifying head rising higher than an eight-story building. His massive claws landed on the ground, causing slight tremors that made rubble bounce. His shadow projected across the ground, covering both the bull and the woman.