Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower-Chapter 51 - Life and Death Are Impermanent
Chapter 51: Chapter 51 Life and Death Are Impermanent
Chapter 51 -51 Life and Death Are Impermanent
She could hardly be blamed; she was born with a Third-rank Wood-series Ability.
She had never experienced the hardships of the first three stages of cultivation that others had, nor did she understand their pain.
Moreover, the people she interacted with were mostly the bosses at the base, whose conversations naturally revolved around the bitter and painful experiences of initial Special Ability training, so she was lacking in that area of knowledge.
Now, however, she could finally make up for what was missing in her life.
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Speaking of which, the difference of a Wood-series Ability before and after reaching the third rank was like two different worlds.
After the third rank, absorbing ordinary Crystal Cores could be directly transformed, and in a place abundant with plants, there was no need to regulate the Qi Sea to continuously convert energy.
But it was different before the third rank.
And the muddled sleep she had in the past hour by mistake had inadvertently caused her Special Ability to make a qualitative leap.
It made her suddenly realize that while manually transferring the energy of the plants to her Qi Sea, she also needed to give her body time to assimilate.
Otherwise, the conversion rate would be very slow!
Thinking of this, Bai Junjun wished she could just bury her head and continue sleeping.
However, she also knew that now was not the time to sleep.
It was just as important to improve her Special Ability while on the move.
If they arrived at Biluo City too late, it might no longer be accepting Refugees.
So even though Bai Junjun had made a significant discovery, she could only suppress it for the time being.
However, although they could not afford to delay their journey, they could adjust their training plan.
Usually, she would regulate her energy during rest, now she had to try to multitask, moving the energy of the plants while on the move and just sleep without care when they camped for rest.
Though the efficiency was slower, it was better than nothing.
While Bai Junjun was contemplating these life matters, she unavoidably forgot to eat.
What everyone saw was the picture of a young girl holding food but unwilling to eat it.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling okay?”
“Even if it’s unpalatable, you have to try to get over it; our journey ahead is still long.”
“Or is it… that you’ve thought of something again?”
“Big sister… why don’t you have some water.”
When Bai Junjun came back to her senses, she saw everyone gathered around her, expressing their concern, which made her both cry and laugh.
“I was just lost in thought, let’s all eat quickly and get back on the road.”
The others nodded dubiously, “If you’re not feeling well, you must tell us.”
After all, she had only recovered a bit recently, and they couldn’t be careless.
Bai Junjun repeatedly assured everyone that she was fine, and only after she stuffed and ate the meat in a few bites did everyone relax.
After resting for an hour, the group continued on their way.
However, the pace was clearly not as brisk as the night before.
But everyone was accustomed to hard times and was not so delicate; for the safety of their families, they were willing to grit their teeth and endure the fatigue.
So, no one ever complained of being tired.
The Refugees, being few and united, naturally moved quickly; they could cover in half a day what took others a full day.
And indeed, as Bai Junjun had anticipated, the farther they went, the more bones they encountered.
Closer to the city, those lying down were mostly residents of Xuanwei City; farther back were the corpses of various people.
How to specifically identify their identities was simple.
Those covered in blood were citizens who had just fled; those stripped of their clothes were landlords or Wealthy Households; the muscular ones were house servants; and the emaciated ones in tattered clothes were Refugees.
However, at that moment, they no longer had any distinction between high and low, noble or common, and even the landlords and Wealthy Households who had been respectable and decent in life were worse off than the ordinary citizens and Refugees.
Their clothes and even their valuables had been stripped by the living, and they probably never imagined that they would meet such a dismal end.
