Chapter 2

Maybe my smile had just completely pissed Winston off.

I was assigned to the absolute front line of zombie extermination.

In our last life, Winston had been just as confident when he chose the lightning ability.

The only reason he wasted his talent was because the power needed to be enhanced gradually.

At first, lightning could only produce faint sparks, enough to stun a zombie for maybe a second.

He fully expected to dominate, to cut down hordes of zombies like they were nothing.

But his first real combat experience left him a complete mess. He frantically zapped everything around him, causing massive casualties among Bianca's people and earning her eternal wrath.

Now, countless zombies began to shamble towards us, like beasts drawn by the scent of blood.

My hand, clutching my blade, trembled slightly.

In the last life, I had been heavily protected. It had been a long time since I'd faced zombies head-on.

My gaze locked onto the nearest zombie, and I held my breath.

I precisely unleashed my ability. The weak electrical jolt made the zombie pause for a split second. I seized that precious moment.

I plunged my blade deep into the zombie's skull!

Blood splattered, and I yanked the blade free, then again, and again.

Before another zombie could reach me, I finally dispatched it.

I quickly unleashed another jolt, using the same method on the next one.

Eventually, my hands were too stiff to lift. My entire body was coated in gore, my power was drained, and I lay there, numb, completely spent.

"You... you did well."

Bianca's cool voice broke the silence. "You killed ten zombies by yourself," she stated blandly.

I opened my exhausted eyes and saw Winston's face, twisted with jealousy.

A stiff, fake smile stretched across his lips. "Matthew, you were amazing," he drawled, feigning concern. "But with all that blood… you didn't get bitten, did you?"

A cold glint flashed in my eyes.

Bianca's smile vanished, and she shot Winston a sharp look, then turned back to me. "He's right. We need to check you. We can't have any hidden dangers here."

I just lay there, unbothered.

As long as Bianca knew I had value, she wouldn't easily give up on me.

But once she labeled someone as useless, it was truly over.

Thinking this, I looked playfully at Winston.

"Shouldn't you be tending to the wounded? You have time to chat?"

Anger flashed in his eyes, but with Bianca standing there, he grudgingly turned and headed towards the infirmary.

As he walked away, my gaze grew colder.

After Winston and I awakened our powers in the last life, he immediately abandoned me.

So he never knew.

Though the lightning ability took time to grow, in its later stages, it became an invaluable weapon against zombies.

But the healing ability… it had a fatal flaw.