Doomsday Fortress

The classroom was empty except for Wang Yi. Lee Mei and Zhu Min made it an excuse for Wang Yi's injuries to not be fully recovered, so they let Wang Yi rest properly, while Dr Shen and Qing worked hard to treat the wounded. As for Xiao Xiangya, she had become Little Jingjing's exclusive companion.    

    

The women all had their own things to do, but they left Wang Yi in the empty classroom.    

    

"Pa Da …"    

    

In his previous life, when he struggled in the apocalypse, Wang Yi had never experienced insomnia. Not to mention lying on the soft bed, as long as Wang Yi was safe in his previous life, he would be able to fall asleep even if he stood up. But now, even though his body was overworked, Wang Yi was still full of energy.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Wang Yi couldn't help but take a cold breath. Just now, when he slightly turned his body over, he immediately felt waves of pain from his chest.    

    

"Has the wound healed yet?"    

    

Wang Yi frowned as he looked at the skin on his left chest that was slightly bleeding.    

    

"The fresh blood flowed back into the broken heart and reassembled it. What exactly is going on?"    

    

Puzzled flashed in Wang Yi's eyes. He hadn't had the time to think about why he came back from the dead these two days. Now that the matter has been resolved, Wang Yi's heart was filled with doubts.    

    

Wang Yi could still clearly remember the assassination that night, including the scene of Lee Mei and the other girls crying after he died!    

    

At that time, his heart was broken, and blood flowed all over the ground. But why was he awake at that time?    

    

"Do I have a superpower in my body?"    

    

Wang Yi's eyes were filled with hesitation. He didn't know whether he had superpowers or not. Besides, what kind of ability could allow a person with a shattered heart and drained blood to survive? "Even the recovery ability that is reputed to be immortal will turn into a corpse when the heart breaks!    

    

"This is too strange!"    

    

Wang Yi muttered. It was already weird that he was reborn, but this matter made Wang Yi even more curious.    

    

It was as if something had saved him time and time again.    

    

There was still some distance between the corpses and the airport at Xu City Airport, but Wang Yi suddenly felt the danger and asked the team to evacuate in time so there were no casualties. There was also the mosquito swarm, and although they didn't avoid it in the end, Wang Yi also felt the danger.    

    

And this time, he directly revived Wang Yi. Blood flowed back and his heart was reorganized!    

    

Thinking of this, Wang Yi became absent-minded. All of this had completely changed Wang Yi's mind.    

    

"Phew!"    

    

Wang Yi let out a long sigh, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure out what was going on. Only when the cigarette was burning Wang Yi's fingers did he come back to his senses. He subconsciously opened his fingers and let the cigarette fall onto the quilt on his body.    

    

"This is bad!"    

    

Wang Yi quickly reacted. If the cigarette butt were to fall onto the blanket, it would inevitably burn a hole. When Wang Yi was smoking on the bed, he had already burnt several blankets. Every time, Lili would complain for a long time.    

    

It was completely subconscious. Wang Yi only thought that the cigarette couldn't be dropped onto the blanket and was about to reach out to grab it, but the next moment, Wang Yi was stunned.    

    

The cigarette butt seemed to have encountered some kind of barrier and stopped falling. It floated between the blanket and Wang Yi's palm.    

    

"What … what is going on?"    

    

Wang Yi roared in surprise. His arm slightly shook as Wang Yi panted, and the cigarette that was floating in the air also rose and fell with his palm, as if there was some kind of magic!    

    

"Could it be …" "Power!"    

    

A light flashed in Wang Yi's eyes. He kept thinking that he couldn't let the cigarette butt fall down. He slightly shook his arm and the other half of the cigarette butt seemed to be tied up by an invisible thread.    

    

"Superpower, psyche type?"    

    

Wang Yi couldn't help but think of his previous life.    

    

The three types of superpowers, physique class, Yang Ze, Du Jing, and Lee Weiping, were all part of the body strengthening, strength of speed, and hearing. The three types of superpowers, physique class, Yang Ze, Du Jing, and Lee Weiping, were all part of the body strengthening, strength of speed, and hearing, which were all common to the three types of superpowers.    

    

The second type of superpower, the mutated one, Wu Tian of Xu City Airport, and Zhang Kui who had just been killed, belonged to this category. The mutated one, Wu Tian of Xu City Airport, and Zhang Kui who had just been killed, belonged to this category of superpower.    

    

And the last type of superpower, is the superpower Wang Yi suspects he has, the psychic-type superpower.    

    

In his previous life, Wang Yi had only heard of psychic abilities, but never met one. After all, in his previous life, even when Wang Yi died, he was still unable to leave the range of Weishan Lake and go to a frog at the bottom of a well.    

    

"Could it be that the blood flow and the recombination of his heart that night were also due to this ability?"    

    

Doubt flashed through Wang Yi's eyes. He slowly raised his hand and the cigarette butt floated up with his palm. It floated above Wang Yi's chest and trembled slightly. Not even a speck of ash fell from the cigarette!    

    

Since he could control the cigarette, it was reasonable to do so. However, Wang Yi didn't understand why he could control his Discipline while he was unconscious, even though he wasn't dead. This was completely unreasonable.    

    

"Irrational?"    

    

Thinking about that, Wang Yi suddenly paused, a look of relief flashed across his eyes.    

    

If it was unreasonable, then rebirth was the most unreasonable thing. If he had experienced this before, then everything else seemed so logical.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Suddenly!    

    

The classroom door was suddenly pushed open. Wang Yi's longing was instantly attracted over and forgot to control the cigarette that was still burning.    

    

"Zi la!"    

    

The sound of flesh breaking was heard as the cigarette fell onto Wang Yi's chest.    

    

"Whoa!"    

    

Wang Yi cried out in pain. His body trembled like a mud fish in boiling water. He stuck out his chest and flicked the cigarette butt out.    

    

"Bro Yi, what's the smell?"    

    

Ling Xuan kept waving her small hands in front of her nose and turning around to shut the door behind her, staying in the classroom by herself.    

    

"No, nothing."    

    

Wang Yi's face flashed with a pondering expression. What is this little girl doing by suddenly coming in here?    

    

"Oh …"    

    

Ling Xuan lowered her head and gave a long pull, walking step by step, to Wang Yi's bedside.    

    

"Ling Xuan, you …" What's the matter? "    

    

Seeing that the little girl was about to bump into a bed made of desks, Wang Yi hurriedly moved to the side and asked with a perturbed expression.    

    

To be able to force Wang Yi to such a state, it could be said that this little girl was quite capable.