Chapter 24: Ability
Early the next morning, Su Qinghan, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, slowly opened her eyes.
The golden light in her eyes gradually changed, turning into an azure blue, her cold gaze fixed on the heavy rain outside the window.
It was as if she could see the long-awaited sunlight through the thick dark clouds.
The flowing light in her eyes gradually dissipated, and her pupils returned to a deep, dark black color.
Su Qinghan slowly got up, picked up her phone and glanced at the time: 2025-6-29-12-25.
“This time was really long, huh. I should go feed Xiao Mumu.”
She stretched lazily, her steps steady, and walked towards the living room.
After meditating, Su Qinghan's spirit was not languid; on the contrary, she felt even more refreshed, and her Sea of Consciousness had expanded somewhat compared to before.
Pushing open the storeroom door, she looked up and saw Xiao Mumu hugging a pillow, sitting on the sofa and watching the heavy rain outside the French window.
“Her dazed look is quite cute.”
Xiao Mumu heard the door open and turned to see Su Qinghan walking out of the storeroom.
She immediately put down the pillow in her hands and turned her body towards Su Qinghan.
Looking at this adorable appearance, Su Qinghan couldn't help the corners of her mouth from slightly curling up; she licked her lips, her eyes filled entirely with Xiao Mumu.
All these actions were seen by Xiao Mumu, who instantly felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
She said in a low voice: “Master, good noon.”
Then, Xiao Mumu rubbed her belly, looked at Su Qinghan again, and said, “Master, what are we eating for lunch today?”
Su Qinghan thought for a moment, then smiled and said: “Let's not eat lunch today, save our stomachs for hot pot tonight.”
“What? Hot pot!”
A golden light shone from Xiao Mumu's eyes, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, and with a look of anticipation, she confirmed again: “Re... really?”
Su Qinghan nodded, giving Xiao Mumu an affirmative answer, then drew the curtains, lit a few candles, sat on the sofa, and started searching for hot pot recipes on her phone.
She quickly found a recipe on a short video app.
Just as Su Qinghan put down her phone and was about to walk to the kitchen, the door to the room was knocked.
Su Qinghan raised an eyebrow, and softly muttered: “Finally here.”
She walked slowly towards the door.
Just as she got close to the door and wanted to look outside through the peephole, she took out a piece of white paper from behind her and covered the peephole.
The moment she covered the peephole, a sharp icicle suddenly pierced the glass of the peephole and tore through the white paper.
Su Qinghan sneered, turned her head and glanced at the lit candles on the living room table.
Judging whether someone was looking outside through the peephole by observing it change from bright to dark were all basic maneuvers.
Su Qinghan took the handgun out of her space, clutched it in her hand, the magazine already fully loaded, ready to fire at any moment.
Su Qinghan said to the people outside: “What's wrong? Cutting off one of your fingers yesterday wasn't enough for you? Are you perhaps wanting me to cut off your entire hand?”
A chilling voice came from inside the room.
Cheng Peng, who was holding an icicle outside, was badly frightened, but when he turned to look at his boss, Zhang Miao, standing behind him, he instantly regained his courage.
He said loudly: “Listen up, you damn woman inside, obediently open the door, kowtow to me a few times, and then hand over all your food. I might consider letting you off.”
Su Qinghan laughed, amused by his brainless words.
“I'm just not opening the door, what can you do to me?”
Cheng Peng was at a loss; he really had no way to open the door.
He turned to Zhang Miao behind him and whispered: “Boss, what if she doesn't come out?”
Zhang Miao pushed Cheng Peng aside, walked to the door, and said to Su Qinghan inside:
“Little sister, as long as you come out obediently, we won't do anything to you.”
“Old hag, you're the boss of this bunch of good-for-nothings, right? Aren't you just after my food? If you have the guts, come in and get it.”
As Su Qinghan spoke, she turned her head and gestured for Xiao Mumu to hide in the bedroom.
“Old... old hag!”
Zhang Miao listened to Su Qinghan's words in disbelief.
In all these years, she was the first person who dared to call her that.
Zhang Miao was angry.
She looked at the door.
“Steel, melting point above fifteen hundred degrees, can be opened.”
Speaking softly, a wisp of fierce flame instantly appeared in her hand.
That's right, she was also an ability user.
At that time, she killed a mutated creature and found a Spirit Crystal in its brain.
When she subconsciously held it in her hand, it was absorbed.
After that, she felt her body change, her constitution seemingly stronger.
After killing about seven or eight mutated creatures, she awakened her ability.
This was also her means of lording over this place.
If anyone disobeyed, she would beat them until they submitted.
Su Qinghan seemed to sense something, her brows furrowed, her eyes fixed on the door.
Before long, she saw the inside of the door begin to heat up and turn red.
“An ability related to fire?”
Su Qinghan created a barrier on her hand, grasped the doorknob, and pushed it open.
The first thing she saw upon opening the door was a woman with a wicked smile.
Her long, red hair, like molten lava, cascaded down her back.
Her black windbreaker rustled in the cold wind blowing in from the window.
She took a step forward in her exquisite boots.
The flames in her hand flickered in Su Qinghan's eyes.
Zhang Miao looked at the motionless Su Qinghan, thinking she had been intimidated by her.
She slowly spoke to Su Qinghan: “How about it? As long as you apologize, I can forgive you for injuring my underling.”
Su Qinghan raised an eyebrow, unafraid of her flames, and slowly approached Zhang Miao.
The latter thought she was coming to apologize and chuckled lightly: “Seeing that your strength is not bad, how about you follow me? I guarantee you can walk sideways here......”
Before she could finish her sentence, a cold glint shot towards Zhang Miao.
The latter frowned, a trace of disbelief appearing in her eyes.
She hadn't expected that even after she had displayed her extraordinary ability, this young girl was still so fierce, showing no fear at all.
Zhang Miao took a step back, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Seeing that the attack failed, Su Qinghan instantly pulled her hand out of her pocket, and a handgun appeared in her hand.
“Handgun!”
Zhang Miao's heart jolted.
So this young girl had survived until now by relying on a handgun.
Su Qinghan's finger moved slightly, pulling the trigger.
A dazzling light emitted from the silencer, accompanied by the sound of tearing air, as the bullet sped towards Zhang Miao.
In a flash, the latter reacted immediately, dodging the bullet at an extremely tricky angle.
Ability users reacted quickly, but she was still grazed on the arm by the bullet.
Zhang Miao's underlings, seeing the handgun, all retreated a few steps, afraid of being accidentally injured.
At the same time Zhang Miao dodged, Su Qinghan flipped the Small knife in her hand, holding it upright, and threw it towards the woman in front of her.
All of this happened in just a short span of three seconds.