End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 364

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Chapter 364 I Can Treat Him

Willow blinked, caught off guard. “You want to… ?”

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Theobold flinched instinctively, shrinking behind his sister. Years of shame had wired the reaction into his bones.

“Don’t get the wrong idea.” Robin’s voice was easy, unhurried. “I’m not trying to make fun of him. I just

want to see.”

Theobold bit his lip. He screwed up his courage, and when he spoke, the words were careful and deliberate. “It’s… it’s really gross. And scary.”

“That’s okay.” Robin met his eyes without flinching. “You’re a patient now.”

It wasn’t that some sudden burst of charity had overtaken her. She’d remembered something, a theory that had circulated widely in her past life.

People who’d carried certain illnesses before the apocalypse were supposedly more likely to develop abilities afterward, and not just any abilities. Rare, powerful ones.

The theory had never had any real scientific backing, but examples were everywhere.

Vivian and Vance. Both had been diagnosed with mental illness, and both had abilities that were anything but ordinary.

Everyone had already witnessed what Vivian could do.

As for Vance, they still hadn’t met the man, but anyone who’d ranked fifth on the Combat Power Leaderboard in her past life and spawned the kind of terrifying legends he had was not someone to underestimate.

And yet Theobold had no ability at all?

Robin wanted to test the theory for herself.

When Theobold saw the openness in her gaze, the genuine absence of disgust, he glanced at Willow. Then he took a breath and carefully rolled up his sleeve.

Below the forearm, the skin was normal. Above it, everything changed. The skin was dry, rough, covered in large patches of scale–like flakes that looked ready to slough off at any second yet clung stubbornly to the surface.

This was the first time since the apocalypse that Theobold had willingly shown his skin to anyone. His fingertips trembled. His eyes locked onto Robin’s face, watching for even a flicker of revulsion.

There was none.

Robin looked surprised, but only mildly. “Ichthyosis. It looks like this?”

In her past life, before the apocalypse, she’d come across videos of ichthyosis patients online. The memory was faded after so many years, but something about Theobold’s condition didn’t quite match.

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what she remembered.

“It didn’t used to be this bad.” Willow explained. “I don’t know why, but after the apocalypse, it’s like the disease mutated along with everything else. The scales were never this large before. Though weirdly enough, it’s actually less painful for him now than it used to be.”

Robin stared at the skin, studying it closely. The longer she looked, the more those patches resembled actual scales. Not flaking, diseased skin. Scales

She didn’t know enough about the condition to say anything with certainty. But silently, she reached inward. “Bell. Theobold’s condition. Is this normal ichthyosis?”

“Disease?” The system’s voice was dripping with disdain. “Only a fool would call this a disease.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Robin’s pulse quickened. But Bell, in typical fashion, chose that exact moment to play coy. “The secret must not be revealed.”

“You want to die?”

“Oh, honestly!” Bell huffed. “You’re so impatient. All I can tell you is that before the apocalypse, this might have been a disease. But after the apocalypse, anything is possible.”

“What kind of nonsensical…”

Robin’s brow furrowed, but the pieces clicked into place almost immediately. “So what you’re really saying is that this is an ability. Right?”

Bell went silent. Playing dead.

But Robin had already put it together. Theobold was, more than he appeared.

With that realization, the smile she turned on the siblings was noticeably warmer.

“What if I told you I could treat your brother’s condition? Would you believe me?”

She raised her eyes and held them both in a steady gaze.

Willow’s breath caught in her throat. She stared at Robin, not quite processing. Had she just… what did she just say?

She could treat Theobold?

But before the apocalypse, even with full access to modern medicine, ichthyosis had no cure. In conditions like these, with the world falling apart around them…

And yet. Medical technology was gone, but abilities existed now. Strange, miraculous abilities that defied every old rule. Maybe Robin really did have a way.

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