Chapter 100 How could you have such an idea? It's too dangerous.

Lake surface.

Two figures, like martial arts experts from a wuxia novel, ran across the water in a way that science could hardly explain. On closer inspection, it wasn't two people running, but rather one person carrying another by the waist.

"Qing... Qinggong."

Zhou Ting exclaimed in amazement.

Lin Fan treaded across the water's surface, and upon hearing Zhou Ting's off-tune remark, he shook his head, "It's not Qinggong. Qinggong is a fabrication of martial arts novels; you shouldn't always let your imagination run wild."

He genuinely felt the impact that the apocalypse had on the survivors was immense, with their independent thinking abilities starting to show deficiencies.

It was understandable, though.

When people fall into despair, they tend to more readily believe in the supernatural.

"Then this is..."

Zhou Ting refused to believe it wasn't Qinggong. If this wasn't Qinggong, then what was? Humans running on the surface of water, that was obviously impossible.