Xu Qian was not panicked at all; she hadn't even used her level three ability yet.
She gently closed her eyes and extended her mental power, encircling all the porcupines.
Transparent threads tightly wrapped around their crystal cores.
She slightly increased the pressure of her mental power. The porcupines froze in place, their eyes glazed over.
Xu Qian abruptly retracted her mental power.
The young woman closed her eyes, seemingly doing nothing, yet the porcupines fell to the ground as if their souls had been ripped away, motionless.
She didn't stop, continuing to expand her mental power.
Only after covering half the mountain did she slowly retract it.
The girl's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
A faint glow flickered in her beautiful black pupils.
She hadn't expected the difference between a level two and a level three ability to be so vast. It was a pity there were no level three zombies for her to test it on now.
Would the crystal cores of level three zombies also explode with a mere squeeze?
Xiang Jintian was a bit surprised. He had naturally seen psychic ability users before, but he had never encountered one who could kill so many mutated beasts at once.
"Xixi."
"Hmm?"
Xiang Jintian smiled and said, "Put these porcupines into your space. We can eat them later."
Xu Qian said nothing and simply waved her hand, storing them in her space.
Mutated beasts tasted pretty much the same as ordinary animals. She had hunted quite a few in her past life, but since she had enough meat in her space, she hadn't considered them as a food source.
The two continued to climb, taking almost an hour to reach the mountain summit.
They encountered various mutated beasts along the way, but not a single zombie.
This mountain didn't seem like an ordinary one; it resembled a burial mountain where ancestors were usually honored.
They saw quite a few burial mounds, with graves scattered all over the mountain.
Fortunately, both of them had strong mental fortitude; anyone with a weaker disposition would have been frightened.
Xu Qian stood at the summit, looking down at the mountain base. To the right was the Black Sea, and to the left were various hotels and residential buildings.
"Let's go. We'll check out the other paths."
The two of them veered off the usual tourist routes.
They crossed the railing, stepped onto softer, loamy ground, and headed towards the residential area on the left.
"Welcome to Xia Hai Island."
"Welcome to Xia Hai Island."
The sudden, mechanical male voice made the two pause and exchange glances.
Whether this broadcast was aimed at them was unknown, but the fact that the broadcast room had power was quite strange.
It wasn't the first month of the apocalypse anymore; it was the second year.
Xiang Jintian's eyes darkened, and he lowered his voice, "Let's keep going. Be careful."
Xu Qian nodded gently.
Their physical condition was top-notch, making the mountain path effortless.
They traversed the woods and reached the largest hotel on the mountain.
Xia Hai Hotel.
The two did not charge forward recklessly but first observed the surrounding situation.
Xu Qian opened her map and zoomed in.
Most of the red dots on the map were concentrated in this residential area, not too many, about twenty-odd.
They were mostly clustered in the residential district, while the hotel area had virtually no zombies.
Xu Qian tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Let's go."
Beyond the hotel and resort area lay the residential district.
Xia Hai Island was originally a small farming island, later converted into a tourist destination.
The villagers had their own houses on the island. Regardless of whether Xia Hai Island became a tourist spot or was acquired by someone, they would never leave.
Because this was their home.
As they entered the residential area, a rich aroma of meat wafted towards them.
The moment Xu Qian smelled it, she sensed something was wrong.
Looking into the distance, she saw a chimney on top of a house, puffing out smoke.
The scent was emanating from there.