Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

Chapter 183 Legendary Talent

"Tell me where you're waiting for me."

Shen Xi's almost dreamlike words were abruptly cut short as he jolted awake. His voice echoed in the empty, blessed land.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is the gray-white "sky" of this blessed land. There are no clouds, no sun or moon, only a soft light that seems to come from nowhere, eternally shining on this private space of more than forty square meters.

Shen Xi lay on the luxurious leather sofa, his pupils taking several seconds to focus after being unfocused. During those seconds, his consciousness was still struggling between dream and reality. Those images—Xiao Potian's blood-red fingertips, Mu Hanqing's icy blue light, Jiang Luqing's terrified face frozen in the rain, and the illusory figure that emerged from the jade pendant and sent him back to the first day of the apocalypse—sinked slowly into the depths of his consciousness like receding tides.

But his body still moved instinctively.

His right hand clenched into a fist, his left hand extended, and the Pangu Axe slid from his storage space into his palm. The dark golden axe drew a perfect arc in mid-air, blade facing outwards, held horizontally in front of his chest. His breathing was steady, his heartbeat slow, and the transition of his muscles from a relaxed state to a fighting stance was so fast that even afterimages couldn't leave a trace.

This is an instinctive reaction ingrained in one's bones after struggling for ten years in the apocalypse.

No matter what state you wake up in, be ready for battle immediately.

A second later, after confirming there was no threat, Shen Xi slowly put down the Pangu Axe. He didn't rush to get up, but instead lay back down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. His chest rose and fell, his lungs expanded, and fresh air filled his body, dispelling the lingering chill of the dream that had lasted for who knows how long.

"Who exactly is that person?"

Shen Xi muttered to herself, her brows furrowed.

Everything in the dream was too real, so real that it didn't seem like a dream. He remembered every detail clearly, as if it were engraved into the depths of his soul: the crimson light that shot from Xiao Potian's fingertip when he killed Jiang Luqing, the frost that condensed on the tombstone when Mu Hanqing buried his body, and the illusory figure that emerged from the jade pendant and resurrected his body with golden light.

"And that cluster of auspicious seven-colored clouds..."

Shen Xi raised her right hand and looked at her palm.

That cluster of auspicious seven-colored clouds was the origin of the Dominator System. It wasn't a product of a post-apocalyptic survival game, nor was it a cheat code brought by rebirth; rather, it was something given to him by that mysterious person, something that should have always belonged to him.

"Returning it to its rightful owner..." Shen Xi repeated the words the mysterious man had spoken before disappearing, "Was it originally mine?"

He didn't understand.

Who is that mysterious person? Why does he possess such terrifying power? Why did he send me back to the first day of the apocalypse? Why did he give me the Dominator System? And what did he say before he disappeared, "Catch up, become stronger, I'm waiting for you"? Where is he waiting for me?

Countless questions churned in my mind, but I couldn't find any answers.

Shen Xi opened her eyes, sat up, and stopped worrying.

Regardless of who that mysterious person is, and regardless of why he chose me, one thing is certain: my strength is far from sufficient.

In his previous life, he was a level 90 Blood God of War, but he was surrounded and killed without even a chance to fight back.

In this life, a level 32 dual-class inheritor may seem to crush his peers, but in the face of true powerhouses, he is still like an ant.

Xiao Potian, Mu Hanqing… Where are those who stood at the top of the pyramid in their previous lives? What are they doing now? Will they become their enemies again?

Shen Xi took a deep breath and suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind.

Overthinking is useless; becoming stronger is the only true path.

He moved his shoulders, his bones cracking slightly. He felt no discomfort; in fact, he felt lighter and more powerful than before. The dream that had lasted for an unknown period seemed to have had no negative impact on his body.

"I don't even know how long I slept..."

With a slight thought, Shen Xi opened the system panel of the post-apocalyptic survival game.

Then, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A blood-red screen unfolded before my eyes. It wasn't the usual simple task interface or attribute panel, but rather a dense array of scarlet warning messages that filled the entire screen.

[WARNING! WARNING! Player "Taichu" has been detected in a special location. The apocalypse game cannot detect specific information. Player "Taichu" must return to their original location as soon as possible!]

One.

Two.

Three.

Shen Xi quickly flipped down the page, her expression growing increasingly serious.

Ten items.

Twenty articles.

Thirty articles.

Thirty warning messages were neatly arranged on the system panel, each one identical. If one warning message was counted as one per day, then thirty warning messages meant that he had been in this special position for a full thirty days.

Thirty days.

A whole month.

Shen Xi's lips twitched slightly.

It's only been a little over two months since the apocalypse. He slept through half of that time, and he hadn't even noticed the passage of time. In that dream, five years had passed. Unexpectedly, a month had already gone by in reality.

"Light and shadow..."

Shen Xi felt a warmth in her heart when she thought of the two guys guarding outside.

Mingying, being so stubborn, will definitely stay outside the blessed land without leaving its side. Although Anying was only recently subdued, that little thing possesses an almost obsessive loyalty and will not leave either.

For a month without food or water, while Mingying and Anying's physical constitutions wouldn't necessarily lead to serious injury, they would certainly suffer greatly.

Shen Xi was about to exit the system panel when her finger, which was scrolling down the page, suddenly stopped.

Because below those thirty warning messages, there was a completely new and never-before-seen prompt.

[Congratulations to player "Taichu" for obtaining a legendary talent.]

Shen Xi's breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Legendary talent?

Has he obtained a legendary talent?

He inherited six legendary talents from the two original-level professions, Creation and Chaos. Creation Power, Earth-Opening Body, Primal Affinity, Chaos Power, Yin-Yang Flow, and Evolution of All Things—each one is ridiculously powerful, and each one was obtained through his life-or-death struggle in the Crimson Hatchery and the job-change dungeon.

But those were talents that came with his profession, not talents that he awakened on his own.

What lies before him is a legendary talent that truly belongs to him, unrelated to any profession, and engraved deep within his soul.

Shen Xi took a deep breath and reached out to tap the golden notification.

The light screen unfolded, and lines of golden text slowly appeared.

[Legendary Talent: A Born Strongman]

[Effect 1: Fearlessness - Immune to all negative psychological states such as fear, fright, hypnosis, and charm. Any mental attacks attempting to influence the host's mind are completely ineffective. This effect cannot be dispelled, cannot be saved, and cannot be suppressed.]

Shen Xi stared at the line of words, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Immune to all negative psychological states.

Fear, terror, hypnosis, charm... those mind-control skills that are so difficult to defend against in battle are completely ineffective against him. The horrifying roar of the rotting corpse, the hypnosis of the player, the intimidation aura of the monarch—all are rendered useless.

What does this mean? It means that he is naturally invincible when facing enemies skilled in mental attacks. No matter what the opponent does, his will will not waver, his judgment will not be wrong, and his fighting rhythm will not be disrupted.

This is a seemingly insignificant skill that can save lives in critical moments.

Shen Xi continued reading.

[Effect 2: Potential Unleashed – All enemies become potential sources of strength for you. The stronger the enemy, the faster your strength will increase.]

[Note: True strength lies in its ability to withstand challenges. The stronger the enemy, the stronger you become. This is an instinct etched deep within your soul, an innate talent. No matter how many times you are reborn, no matter how many cycles of reincarnation you experience, this talent will always be with you. It is you.]

Shen Xi stared at the line of instructions and remained silent for a long time.

The stronger the enemy, the stronger I become.

Shen Xi took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions within him. He didn't rush to check the other panels, but instead turned off the system notifications, stood up, and stretched his limbs. His bones cracked slightly, his muscles slid smoothly beneath his skin, and the power within him flowed slowly through his veins like a sleeping dragon.

One month.

He was asleep for a whole month.

But his level didn't drop, his stats didn't decrease, his equipment was intact, and his condition was even better than a month ago.

Moreover, it also has a legendary talent.

"It was worth it," Shen Xi murmured, a smile playing on her lips.

With a slight thought, he opened the ranking leaderboard.

A blood-red light screen unfolded, and lines of golden names slowly appeared.

[China Region - Ranking]

1st Place: Tai Chu - Level 32 (Class: Creator)

2nd Place: Wu Anjun – Level 23 (Class: Military Soul)

3rd Place: Mingying - Level 22 (Class: Asura)

4th Place: Qingming - Level 21 (Class: Shadow Assassin)

5th Place: Sword Shadow - Level 21 (Class: Traceless)

6th Place: Red Makeup - Level 20 (Class: Mirror Flower)

7th Place: Mad Blade - Level 20 (Class: Overlord Blade)

……

14th Place: Shadow - Level 15 (Class: Dark Dancer)

Shen Xi's gaze swept from top to bottom, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Wu'an Jun is level 23, and Mingying is level 22. In just one month, Wu'an Jun has surpassed Mingying and climbed to second place. That steady and reliable soldier must have worked incredibly hard this past month.

Mingying is level 22, ranking third, but only one level behind Wu'anjun. Given Mingying's combat efficiency, catching up shouldn't be difficult.

Shen Xi had seen these names on the leaderboard before: Qingming (level 21), Jianying (level 21), Hongzhuang (level 20), and Kuangdao (level 20).

For a whole month, these people were constantly busy.

And the shadows...

Shen Xi's gaze fell on the 14th place, and her lips twitched slightly.

Level 15, Dark Dancer. I was level 15 a month ago after the Shadow class change, and I'm still level 15 a month later. This little thing has been standing outside for a month, not killing corpses, not running dungeons, not doing quests, so of course its level won't increase.

"We've fallen out of the top ten." Shen Xi shook her head. "But it's okay, we'll catch up soon."

He closed the level ranking list and opened the equipment ranking list.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Of the top ten equipment rankings, Taichu occupied eight spots, while Mingying and Anying each occupied one spot due to the Kyoto Rhythm uniform.

Shen Xi closed the equipment ranking list and opened the reputation ranking list.

[China Region - Reputation Ranking]

1st Place: Primordial Beginning - 26600 points

2nd Place: Lord Wu'an - 5847 points

3rd Place: Mingying - 4213 points

4th Place: Qingming - 3987 points

5th Place: Sword Shadow - 3765 points

His reputation was more than 20,000 points higher than that of Lord Wu'an.

In just one month, Lord Wu'an relentlessly grinded monsters, completed quests, and participated in city defense, increasing his reputation from over four thousand to five thousand eight. This speed would be terrifying for an ordinary player, but it was nothing compared to Shen Xi's overwhelming advantage.

"These people are quite hardworking," Shen Xi murmured, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes, "but it's not enough."

He turned off all the panels, stood up, and took a deep breath.

A thought subtly stirred within me.

A pale golden light gate to the blessed land took shape before me.

Shen Xi stepped out.

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