Apocalipse: Após o Colapso Mental
Como uma valiosa Purificadora, Qi An viveu de forma tranquila e discreta na base por três anos. Mas, por ser excessivamente cautelosa e estudiosa em particular, certo dia ela foi enviada pelo comando para o campo de batalha. Em uma era em que toda a humanidade é fortalecida e a altura média das mulheres se aproxima dos 170 centímetros, como Qi An, uma garota baixinha de apenas 157, poderia lutar? Ela teria que contar com sua impressionante força mental, que parecia até um bug?! —— Personagens principais —— Yu Shuang: Meu sonho é me tornar a comandante-chefe da base! Zhao Bohan: Os fortes nunca precisam de purificação... exceto a de Qi An! Tan Fu: Assistente de combate cibernético, servindo você com dedicação! Yang Yunin: No caminho dos leais combatentes do povo, vocês só merecem comer poeira atrás de mim! Chen Yuezhou: Sinto que esqueci de algo... Como alguém que perdeu o passado pode seguir rumo ao futuro? Chen Xi: Se ela precisar de um guerreiro, estarei sempre na linha de frente.
Apocalipse: Após o Colapso Mental
Year 2055 AD, the twentieth year after the outbreak of the apocalypse. Early spring.
In Purification Room of the First Military Hospital at Zhongyuan Base No. 3, Huaguo, Qi An gazed through the one-way glass at her ninth patient of the day.
He was a burly soldier, clad in filthy camouflage fatigues, sitting on the only round stool in the empty room, seemingly gnawing his nails.
Qi An had just turned a corner when the alarm blared in the purification chamber.
The man wasn’t chewing his nails—his eyes were vacant, his mouth agape.
With a sharp crack, he bit off his own left thumb!
Crimson blood gushed from the severed stump. He stuck out his tongue to lick it, then crunched on the half-thumb in his mouth, chewing with a crisp, sickening sound.
“Warning! Patient No. 09, Liu Wenle, contamination rising rapidly. Current contamination level: 45%... 52%... 59%! Level Three Mutation Alert!”
Qi An shoved open the door and rushed inside, her blue ID badge fluttering as she ran.
[Qi An, age 20.
Physical Enhancement Rating: D. Neuro Domain Rating: B.
Occupation: Purifier. Work Rating: 3 stars. Qualified for routine and emergency non-combat purification.]
Her face was grave and cold as she dashed behind the soldier, injecting a vial of potent inhibitor before he could lash out in his panic.
The man’s body stiffened; the contamination level froze at 59% on the chamber’s monitor.
Qi An risked her hand to pry the severed digit from between his mutating fangs, ignoring the sharp pain as she was bitten, and grip
