aircannonsinc Chapter 89 Hurricane Ability
Chapter 89 Hurricane Ability
While Lu Chen was surprised, he was even more delighted.
He took two steps forward, sized up the chubby boy in front of him, and asked, "Of course you'll get preferential treatment. What kind of superpower do you possess?"
"Uh... it's a hurricane ability." As he said this, Zhou Yuanqing was clearly a little guilty, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to the side.
"Hurricane ability? That's an elemental ability, right? Could you please demonstrate it?" Lu Chen became increasingly eager.
He had seen videos of elemental abilities before; some could control fire, some could unleash wind blades, and some could condense ice spikes. Each of them had shown remarkable performance in actual combat.
Hurricane sounds like a whole level higher than wind blade.
Zhou Yuanqing nodded, took two steps back, took a deep breath, and his expression became serious.
As soon as he had a thought, a current of air began to surge around him, making his gray T-shirt flutter and his trouser legs slap against his calves in the wind.
The dust in the corridor was swirled up and danced in the morning light.
"That's quite impressive!" Lu Chen couldn't help but exclaim.
The visual effect of the wind is truly impressive; just standing next to it, you can feel the gust of air rushing towards you, and your hair is blown back.
He was increasingly looking forward to the other person's performance.
But Zhou Yuanqing just stood there, the wind howling around him for about ten seconds, before he weakly said, "This is my superpower."
Lu Chen felt a question mark appear above his head.
The wind was really strong just now, comparable to an industrial-grade fan. It was quite refreshing to stand in this stuffy corridor with it blowing.
But... is that all?
There were no wind blades, no whirlwinds, and no aggressive displays; it was just pure wind that could only move clothes and hair, and nothing else.
Looking at the chubby boy's increasingly embarrassed round face, he finally understood why the other person, who was clearly a superhuman, had been trapped here for several days.
The attack power of this superpower is, at least at this stage, zero.
In actual combat, the most useful function of this ability is probably to fan the zombies and make them cooler in the hot weather.
He was starting to think he should take back what he had just said.
But the words had already been spoken, and in front of so many people, it was impossible to deny them just because the other party's superpower was too weak.
"Well, our team would still very much welcome you to join us."
Lu Chen cleared his throat and adjusted his tone to a businesslike manner, "However, our base has a complete contribution point system, and all benefits are distributed according to contributions."
"So even if you have superpowers and can receive certain preferential treatment, you still have to work... Whether it's fieldwork or participating in logistical construction, you have to choose one."
He laid out the unpleasant truths upfront.
If someone takes advantage of their superpowered status to lie around doing nothing and still demands high welfare benefits, even if they are a superpowered person, he will not hesitate to kick them out of the team.
Everyone in the stronghold is contributing; no one deserves to be freeloaded.
Moreover, this hurricane ability is currently only useful as a fan, so if it's really not useful, just pretend it doesn't exist.
"That's natural." Zhou Yuanqing nodded repeatedly, his round face trembling slightly.
His reaction was unexpectedly straightforward, without any intention of bargaining, which made Lu Chen take another look at him.
Zhou Yuanqing knew perfectly well how useless his superpower was now... It was utterly useless except for cooling down the room and blowing air on himself when he was sweating profusely.
Being able to receive some preferential treatment at the base was already a pleasant surprise, so how could they dare to make any additional requests?
"Okay. Do you have any luggage to pack?" Lu Chen asked.
"I've already packed my luggage, I can leave right away," Zhou Yuanqing said, turning around and rushing back to his room.
A moment later, Zhou Yuanqing came out dragging a suitcase and a bulging backpack. He had obviously heard the loudspeaker announcement and packed everything up, waiting for the rescue team to knock on the door.
Lu Chen directed a large, strong zombie to take his suitcase and carry it to the stairwell.
Then they asked, "So, are you planning to stay with us from now on, or go to the first floor and stay with the other survivors?"
"I want you to work together." Zhou Yuanqing thought for a moment, then added, "I can help."
He sounded a little hesitant when he said this, probably because he knew his own abilities weren't very helpful, but he didn't want to be treated like a freeloader on his first day of joining.
Lu Chen nodded and led everyone to the 8th floor.
The rescue operation is still underway.
Two households on the 8th floor had red cloths hanging on their doors. After the corridor was cleaned up, the field staff dispersed to knock on the doors.
Zhou Yuanqing stood next to Lu Chen, carefully reviewed the rescue procedures twice, and then volunteered, "I'll handle the communication in the next room!"
"Okay!" Lu Chen agreed immediately.
This positive attitude from the other party was undoubtedly exactly what he wanted to see.
Whether one has strong superpowers is a matter of talent; whether one works hard or not is a matter of attitude. Talent can be cultivated over time, but a bad attitude is beyond saving.
As long as Zhou Yuanqing has the right attitude and is willing to work hard, Lu Chen wouldn't even mind spending military merits later to buy precious items like the Crimson Spirit Core to help him break through his cultivation level.
After all, Zhou Yuanqing is a superhuman no matter what... Although his hurricane superpower can only be used as a fan now, superhumans can continuously improve their abilities by absorbing the red moon.
His current inability to use his powers doesn't mean he won't be able to in the future.
Perhaps after breaking through a few realms, the power of this hurricane ability will undergo a qualitative change, and at that time a gust of wind could blow zombies directly into the sky.
Communicating with survivors is not difficult; after watching it twice, Zhou Yuanqing was able to learn it quite well.
He stood at the door of 901, knocked three times gently, and then introduced himself in a friendly tone that matched his round face, briefly explaining the situation of the base and the follow-up arrangements.
After confirming the situation, the survivors inside immediately opened the door.
The team continued its ascent!
The rescue operation on each floor was swift. These survivors had already prepared themselves when Lu Chen used a megaphone to call out; they had hung up red cloths, packed their belongings, and were just waiting for someone to knock on their doors.
As soon as the door opened, he grabbed his bag and left.
Occasionally, there might be delays, but that's only when we encounter a large, strong zombie in the corridor and need to capture it alive.
This "delay" is actually a good thing for Lu Chen; the more he binds, the stronger his reserve force becomes.
Even with these delays, the team maintained a rapid pace of advancing at a rate of one level every few minutes.
We soon arrived at the 15th floor.
After rescuing the last survivor from the house where the red cloth was hung, Lu Chen led the team back.