Abyss Summoner-Chapter 37 - 35: Hidden in Plain Sight

Street.

An hour has passed since the eradication of the malformed beasts, yet the troops remain stationary. After the fierce battle, everyone requires some time to recuperate, and just moments ago, a simple funeral was held here.

Cremation.

This is the most common burial method during wartime. In this battle, twenty-three people died unjustly. They were stacked together, some gasoline poured over them, and at the moment Feng Zhiyong threw the match, fierce flames immediately engulfed them.

Some sobs echoed through the crowd. Among these twenty-three, some were their close friends, companions, squad leaders, even brothers who shared life and death. Throughout these seven days, they have witnessed too many such scenes, yet they still haven’t gotten used to it. On one hand, they feel sorrow for the dead, on the other hand... no one knows if they will be the next to lie in these flames.

From soldiers to warriors.

They need some time to complete their transformation.

In the crowd, Chen Feng stood solemnly in a corner, gazing at the burning bodies, a hint of loneliness flashing in his eyes.

In the apocalyptic world, human lives are as cheap as grass. It’s not just these soldiers; in fact, no one is sure when death will suddenly arrive at their side.

The dimension breaches. As the energy particles in the air increase, the dimension wall becomes increasingly fragile. These fissures could appear anywhere—in the desolate wilderness, bustling marketplaces, or even silent homes.

Skeletons, insects, and some unknown monsters emerge from the fissures. One moment, you might be savoring gourmet food, and the next, as a fissure opens, you could be devoured by a monster.

This situation will gradually stabilize until about half a year later.

......

Searching.

Feng Zhiyong’s current power does not allow him to control this district, especially since three professionals have died in battle, nearly decimating the elite forces at his disposal.

J City has three major districts—Qiaoxi, Qiaodong, and the Economic Development Zone beneath his feet.

Feng Zhiyong’s base is located in Qiaodong. What he needs to do now is to search as much as possible for resources and surrounding survivors, then wait until his strength accumulates to its peak before genuinely occupying this district.

Very wise. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Feng Zhiyong is insightful, full of foresight. In the current environment, conservative defense is more effective in restoring humanity’s primordial energy than reckless combat.

And this is also why Chen Feng is willing to cooperate with him. Compared to those blind and arrogant combat maniacs, Feng Zhiyong understands how to make decisions.

The journey went smoothly.

Although monsters swarm the surroundings, countless people have become food for them, there is no shortage of lucky ones. In the following period, the team rescued more than five hundred people. These individuals had been barely surviving in the seven days of darkness, and today, they finally awaited the army’s rescue. Reunited with family and friends, even the toughest men couldn’t help but shed tears of joy.

However, amidst the crying crowd, sadness and pain are more prevalent. The disaster happened too suddenly, and many among them witnessed their closest relatives being killed by monsters. That feeling of helplessness and despair is finally released today.

Surprisingly, among these crowds, they even found two professionals.

An eight-year-old boy and an old man around seventy.

The boy’s ability is gravity. He can turn the area around his body into a gravitational field. If monsters or humans step into it, a weight of thirty kilograms will press upon them inexplicably.

A very practical ability.

However, considering his age, the boy is tightly protected and not involved in frontline actions.

Regarding the old man, he is a kind elder with meticulously combed hair, not a single strand out of place, yet the silvery white hair is clearly visible among the black. His slightly sunken eye sockets hold deep brown eyes that silently tell of the vicissitudes of time.

There is just one thing, he holds a writing brush in his hand, standing amidst the crowd, exuding an aura reminiscent of an immortal, making people glance at him more than once. Even Feng Zhiyong couldn’t help but lower himself by half an inch, the posture extremely respectful.

Hidden in the court, hidden in the city.

In peaceful times, a famous character in J City, this elder could be counted as one.

Zhou Xian.

The old man has a passion for literature, remaining unmarried throughout his life with no offspring. Ten years ago, he was the president of the J City Calligraphy Association. Despite his many intentions to step down, due to his unparalleled reputation, no one could qualify to assume the presidency, resulting in him still holding the high position in his old age.

Who would have thought that with the arrival of the apocalypse, this great sage would become a professional. Moreover, due to his awakening, his vitality has become more vigorous, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have become less prominent,

Chen Feng glanced at Zhou Xian and said softly, "A scholar kills with the pen."

In his previous life, Chen Feng lived in J City for a long time, and for the city’s strongest individuals, he could effortlessly recount them.

Zhou Xian.

This man is adept at using the writing brush to kill. He can concentrate energy at the tip, write with intention, penning "kill," summoning a blade, inscribing "seal," unfurling a cage. Whether the force of the words or the killing intent, all possess an unparalleled ghostly might.

In such a chaotic era, Zhou Xian, merely equipped with a writing brush, repelled countless monsters, earning him extremely high prestige among the populace.

The later prosperity and flourishing of J City owe much to this elder.

The abilities of professionals vary widely. Aside from the peculiar and strange abilities like Chen Feng’s, some professionals’ abilities even follow certain patterns.

Like Zhou Xian, who devoted his life to calligraphy, having his writing become intertwined with his lineage, upon awakening, he naturally possesses calligraphy-related abilities.

And for combat experts, swordsmanship masters, boxing professionals of this kind, accustomed to fighting daily, upon awakening, it becomes easier to acquire combat-related professions.

This type of professional, due to possessing a solid foundation, adapts more easily to the powers, leading to swifter advancement.

Chen Feng took a glance at Zhou Xian and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Not a single formidable figure from his memory is a simple character!

The only difference now is, in his previous life, the figures he needed to look up to are now standing not far from him, neither position higher than the other...