End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123 The Meaning of a Power

Abilities could mutate

Detonation was one such mutation

variant of fire ability.

And in terms of both destructive power and attack range, it surpassed standard fire ability by a wide margin.

“Isn’t it useless, though?”

Henry clenched his fists. “I don’t even know when it showed up. I have zero control over it. The only time it activates is when I’m near an open flame–and even then, it’s passive. What good is a power like that? Am I supposed to throw a torch at every zombie before I fight it?”

Robin couldn’t help laughing.

“Henry.”

She met his eyes, her voice serious. “The key to your ability isn’t fire.”

“Don’t forget the second time you blew up my kitchen, you were taking milk out of a microwave. There was no open flame.

“The reason you can’t control it yet is that it just awakened. It’s a brand–new part of your body. Not understanding it right away is perfectly normal. Even people in relationships need time to figure each other out–let alone something as extraordinary as an ability.”

Henry hadn’t expected her to say any of this. He stood there, slightly dazed.

Robin continued, “The real key to your power is temperature.

“The moment it detects a temperature different from the ambient environment, it automatically amplifies the heat–until the target detonates.”

Her voice took on an edge–low, almost hypnotic, and tinged with something that sent a chill down the spine.

“And don’t forget–everything in this world has a temperature. Including people.”

Every hair on Henry’s body stood on end.

The implications of what Robin had just said-

He turned to look at her, shaken. Robin’s expression was mild. “Understand now?”

Henry’s heart was hammering.

“Having an ability is a gift. Every ability has meaning. As it happens, I brought someone back with me who also can’t control his power yet. You two can train together.”

Something amusing seemed to cross her mind, because Robin suddenly burst out laughing.

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She could already picture what the training sessione would look like

Henry stared at her blankly. Why was this woman suddenly laughing like a supervillain?

“Alright, alright.”

Robin patted his shoulder. “An ability is a good thing. Never underestimate what you’ve got when yours is genuinely powerful. Come inside. Everyone should get to know each other over dinner -especially After that, you’re going to be very, very busy.”

She headed back inside.

By now, a good portion of the newcomers had finished showering and changed into clean clothes. They were beginning to trickle downstairs.

It wasn’t until the warm water had hit their skin that the reality of being alive had truly sunk in. Stepping out of the bathroom, some of them felt as though they’d been reborn.

“Robin.”

The moment she walked in, people rose to their feet–and this time, the greeting carried genuine. heartfelt weight.

Everything they’d witnessed on the journey here–Robin’s strength, the resources she commanded, this fortress of a home–had won them over completely.

Robin waved them down. “Take a seat. Today marks your official induction into Shangri–La. You’re the first generation of residents, so naturally, we need a proper welcome ceremony.”

The words hit something tender. Chests tightened/Eyes stung.

If there was one thing Robin had in abundance, it was food.

She’d pulled plenty of pre–made dishes from her storage space, but with this many people gathered together, the fastest way to build camaraderie was obvious: fondue.

She even had alcohol: white, beer, and red wine.

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All were swept from the supermarket during a previous raid.

The quality was nothing special, but in the apocalypse, having anything to drink at all was a luxury.

She’d basically set up a buffet. The back–hill garden was starting to produce fresh vegetables, and even though the harvest was modest, she’d stockpiled greens before the apocalypse, too.

The fondue bases had been purchased directly from professional fondue restaurants. Absolutely authentic.

Tomato broth, spicy broth, mushroom broth, seafood broth–every flavor imaginable, something for

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