After reading the person’s profile, Seraphina Sullivan couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.
’Strong Pregnancy? What kind of vicious Talent is this?’
A chill ran down Seraphina Sullivan’s spine as she read the Talent’s description.
The description, combined with the excited cheers of the bald marauders, made it seem as if they’d acquired a priceless treasure.
These pale humans with hair were likely a different tribe from the bald ones.
In other words... different human populations existed within this Aberrant Radiation instance.
’And these bald residents hunt and keep them as "breeding tools"?!’
’They probably can’t live past thirty due to radiation sickness, so to maintain their numbers, they need people with the Strong Pregnancy Talent to bear their children!’
This discovery was far more unsettling to Seraphina Sullivan than any mutated monster.
This was, in other words, extremely bad news for any female Player who entered the Aberrant Radiation instance.
If they were discovered by these hairless Native People and lacked the strength to fight back, they would likely be abducted and turned into breeding tools as well.
Everything she was witnessing made Seraphina Sullivan realize that the threats Players faced in this Aberrant Radiation instance were multi-layered.
The omnipresent, ever-corroding radiation was the foundational environmental threat.
The mutated animals, driven to Gigantification and ferocity by the radiation, posed a direct physical threat.
And now, she had to add these well-organized, strangely-behaved, and clearly hostile Native People to the list.
’It seems the difficulty of this instance really shouldn’t be underestimated...’ Seraphina Sullivan thought.
The trial of surviving for seven days was far more complex and dangerous than it appeared on the surface.
One had to battle not only the environment but also the malice of their own kind.
Although Simon Holt couldn’t see the detailed information Seraphina Sullivan was getting from her Eye of Resume, he still keenly sensed a disturbing, bizarre atmosphere just by observing the triumphant convoy, the bound captives, and the fanatical expressions of the fortress’s residents.
"Sullivan, those people... something feels off about them."
Seraphina Sullivan offered no explanation. She simply looked up at the "sun" in the sky, which still cast an ominous glow. The sky was beginning to dim, but the threat of radiation hadn’t entirely vanished.
"Get some rest. You need time for your injuries to heal."
The day’s exploration had yielded a massive amount of information.
Seraphina Sullivan felt it was time to gain a deeper understanding of Simon Holt’s Talent Ability.
"Could you summon that map you showed me earlier? I want to take a look," Seraphina Sullivan proposed.
Simon Holt didn’t hesitate, immediately focusing his mind and activating his Talent again.
Amid a flicker of faint light, the intricate, three-dimensional map reappeared.
The map clearly displayed the terrain within a ten-kilometer radius, the outline of the fortress, and several marked, blurry points of light representing resources or dangers.
Seraphina Sullivan observed the map carefully and asked a key question: "Will this map immediately dissipate if you lose consciousness, for example, if you faint or fall asleep?"
Simon Holt was stunned for a moment, carefully recalling his experience using his Ability, and answered: "That... I haven’t actually tested it for certain. But based on my feeling, as long as I’ve successfully manifested the map, and as long as I don’t actively retract it or it’s not disrupted by a strong external interference, it should be able to exist independently for about... half an hour?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Simon Holt’s eyes.
![Chapter 290: Vicious [Strong Pregnancy] Ability, Guinea Pig 1](https://enapi.swnovels.net/assets/chapters/2611375/0.png?v=1792839371)
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