Chapter 20
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The woman's voice was very hoarse, like a cuckoo crying blood, every word used up most of her stamina.
Chen Feng looked up.
He looked at the pitiful girl in front of him with a bit of interest. Of course, it had nothing to do with anything else other than pure curiosity.
The woman was obviously a bit off, her eyes were red, but her expression was very calm. After going through such terrible treatment, very few people could remain calm, so there could only be one possibility …
She had already gone mad.
After a person has suffered a setback, their temperament would change greatly, her consciousness had already collapsed.
"Can you lend me your knife?"
Chen Feng thought for a bit, then threw the boning knife over.
The woman bent down and caught the boning knife in her hand, her expression was still terrifyingly calm.
Is she going to commit suicide?
Chen Feng didn't seem to care, this was probably the choice of most people.
In the Apocalypse, the hardest thing to endure wasn't the ferocious monsters, but the endless despair.
The monsters were overwhelming, even a powerful Professionist would be corroded by that hopeless despair after a long period of time.
Suicide.
This was the fastest way to escape suffering.
The woman had already gone mad.
If she wanted to end this, the only way was … death!
Would she slit her neck, or clumsily cut the tendons in her hand?
Chen Feng didn't try to stop her, there were too many tragedies in this world, he didn't have the heart to care, what he needed to do now was to be a spectator, nothing more.
The woman slowly raised the knife, pointed it forward, and placed it on her face.
"Swish …"
With the sound of flesh being torn apart, the woman cut her face with a knife. The boning knife was very sharp, and her fair skin was immediately stained with a scarlet red.
One slash …
Two slashes …
The woman was like a puppet that didn't fear pain, casually drawing on her face. After a dozen slashes, her cheeks became a mess of flesh and blood. At the same time, with each slash, a strange fluctuation appeared on her body.
Power.
The woman's body had changed a bit.
Chen Feng's curious smile slowly disappeared, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, looking at the woman in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Supernatural awakening?"
Most people, at the moment of the Apocalypse, awakened the power of a Professionist and gained abilities that ordinary people would envy.
But some people, after some time, either accumulated power to a certain limit, or suffered a major blow, their body began to change, people called this phenomenon: "Supernatural awakening."
Supernatural awakening was a very special phenomenon.
This kind of person broke through their own shackles, and gained the qualifications to protect their dignity and life.
As the woman's power spread out, Chen Feng felt a stuffy feeling in his chest. At the same time, traces of blood appeared in his eyes. His breathing became heavier, and his brain became muddle-headed.
An ominous aura.
These odd changes caused Chen Feng to be somewhat cautious. Despair took over his brain. After a few seconds, he became somewhat agitated.
Chen Feng could sense a familiar aura from this woman.
This reminded him...
Church of Doom. .
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