C6 Seventy Percent Full!

A true wolf among sheep...

Actually, a starving tiger would be a more fitting analogy!

Chen Yu darted swiftly through the greenery, each pause marked by a violent sonic boom, followed by the gruesome spectacle of zombies bursting apart.

No zombie that caught Chen Yu's attention could escape a fate of being shredded to pieces.

It was an utter rout, a massacre without resistance!

Each zombie harboring a crystal nucleus within was swiftly extracted by him. With a quick wipe, they were popped into his mouth like candy, crushed and swallowed.

Amidst Chen Yu's relentless onslaught, a continuous warmth surged through him.

He felt as though he were submerged in a bathtub, enveloped in waves of comforting heat.

A mysterious energy ceaselessly cleansed his flesh, invigorating him.

In the thick of combat, he felt no fatigue; instead, he grew bolder and more spirited with each battle.

His physical condition soared steadily, with the power behind each punch and kick ramping up incrementally.

Initially, the zombies Chen Yu struck still left some remnants behind.

But after absorbing ten more crystal nuclei, the zombies he faced were reduced to indistinguishable gore and bone fragments.

It was impossible for anyone to discern that these splattered remains were once humanoid creatures.

The green space in front of Chen Yu's building wasn't extensive, yet a hundred zombies couldn't withstand even half an hour before he decimated them.

This was partly because Chen Yu wasn't just slaughtering zombies; he was also acclimating to his body's transformations and fine-tuning the magnitude of his power surges.

Otherwise, the green belt's zombies would have been eradicated in a mere ten minutes.

His gains were substantial, with over thirty crystal nuclei collected. After setting some aside for his parents, Chen Yu consumed the rest.

Yet, Chen Yu hadn't achieved the evolutionary breakthrough to unlock his gene energy channels.

By his own understanding, he remained an ordinary human.

But the astonishing strength he unleashed had already exceeded human limits.

Still, his body's craving for gene energy had somewhat subsided since descending the stairs, no longer as insatiable as a ravenous ghost reborn.

Despite this, Chen Yu couldn't shake the feeling that his body had become grotesquely abnormal.

Having consumed nearly fifty crystal nuclei, he was in uncharted territory. Such a feat was unheard of, not just for a low-level Evolver but even for those at the highest echelons of evolution.

The explosive release of such fearsome genetic energy within his body should have been catastrophic.

He should have been at death's door, bleeding from every orifice and on the verge of losing consciousness.

Yet, instead of advancing to an Evolver, he felt oddly satiated, as if he had merely had his fill.

If Chen Yu hadn't snapped out of his daze by now, one might question his intelligence.

"Is this a side effect of reversing time and space?" he wondered, a tinge of doubt in his thoughts.

Such an aberration was inconceivable under normal circumstances; no ordinary person or historical precedent could account for his peculiar condition.

Even the snippets of information gleaned from the cosmic civilization's elites failed to shed light on his current predicament.

The only plausible explanation was a mutation triggered by his return to the onset of doomsday.

But how did it come to this? What transformations had his body undergone?

There were no answers—yet.

But Chen Yu had a lead to pursue.

The fragment.

Specifically, the meteorite shard that was of no practical use to him in the apocalypse, yet held a significance all its own.

It was tied to the global energy pulse unleashed by the Abyss Devil during doomsday's decisive battle.

The lingering question was the fleeting glimpse of the shard just before his death, which was followed by his return to the present.

If Chen Yu had harbored doubts before, he was now almost entirely convinced of the fragment's role.

"She should be on her way to the underground base by now, shouldn't she?" Chen Yu paused his intense contemplation to gaze at the overcast sky, his mind replaying the image of the one who, in the apocalypse, had helped him emerge from his nightmare, vibrant and full of life.

Without her intervention, he might have remained trapped in the torment of his parents' death.

This time, having returned to the dawn of doomsday, he had averted the nightmare.

His beloved parents were still alive, with a strong likelihood of awakening to their own powers. Now, his sole concern was for her well-being.

Chen Yu wasn't concerned for her safety. Her status was exceptional; she was among the first to be sheltered by the government when the Apocalypse began. The meteorite fragment she had given to Chen Yu was a token of the night they fortuitously became a couple—a fragment that held immense significance for him. As memories trickled back, Chen Yu longed to rush to her side, to tell her how deeply he missed her, how much he yearned to hold her close. Yet, he knew it wasn't the right time.

Despite appearing to have the advantage and possessing extraordinary strength, Chen Yu was acutely aware that in the grand scheme of the Apocalypse, he was but a speck in the ocean, scarcely stronger than a piece of driftwood. His dominance within the confines of his neighborhood didn't guarantee he could dominate beyond it. Arrogance would only lead to being crushed by the Apocalypse, his remains lost amidst the rubble.

He needed to grow stronger, to become an unrivaled force capable of ending the Apocalypse, overpowering Abyss Devils, and commanding respect from cosmic civilizations. Only with such power could he safeguard his family, his love, and the Blue Star beneath him. A small green space and the gains from a hundred or so zombies were far from satisfying his hunger for strength.

Chen Yu was curious to see how his body would transform once it had its fill. Taking a moment, he returned home to administer another crystal nucleus to his parents, ensuring their genetic energy remained plentiful during their unconscious state. Then, he resumed his mission to cleanse the area.

Previously, it was only after government and military intervention that Chen Yu managed to escape his neighborhood for a survival camp, rescuing less than a hundred people. Considering the original population of over five thousand in his residential area, the survival of fewer than a hundred was a stark testament to the apocalypse's chilling brutality.

This time, Chen Yu refused to sit idly by. As he sought to strengthen himself, he was determined to rescue as many survivors as possible. In the harsh reality of the Apocalypse, he vowed to exert every effort to save lives, ensuring his strength was harnessed to its fullest potential.

Chen Yu paid no attention to the zombies still roaming the green belts of the residential complex.

His focus shifted to the apartment buildings within.

With the apocalypse's onset, countless individuals had succumbed to zombification.

Places like shopping malls, parks, office buildings, zoos, and schools—areas dense with people, abundant in flora and fauna, and expansive in space—were the most perilous and least likely for survival.

Conversely, residential buildings, apartments, and hotels, with their relatively enclosed and isolated spaces, offered the greatest chances for survival.

At the dawn of this catastrophe, as long as one wasn't foolish enough to attract zombies with noise or invite mutated beasts inside by opening the door, getting through the initial two or three days was hardly an issue.