This Kid, What Strength

As time passed and the two exchanged blows for several rounds, Malachi suddenly realized that something wasn't right?

As a retired special forces expert, his combat skills were unmatched by ordinary people.

His fighting ability was even beyond his combat skills, coupled with his awakened metalization ability.

An ordinary Awakener couldn't possibly be his match, right?

And yet, this kid in front of him, who didn't seem to have any abilities, was holding his own against him??

Were college students nowadays this badass?

"Malachi, stop it now, if you don't, I'll get angry..."

"Get angry? What face do I have to be angry with you??"

"Damn it..."

...

In the previous life, Malachi was Jesse's strong teammate.

In this life, he was also Jesse's trusted lieutenant!

But because of Bruce's involvement, Malachi became Jesse's opponent.

At this moment, Jesse really wanted to explain to Malachi the relationship between them.

But when it came to the point, he didn't know how to start.

Tell him that he was reborn??

Even if the other person believed that he was reborn, so what?

In Malachi's current state, would he still consider himself a teammate?

Debby and Duane and the other four couldn't intervene and were still discussing countermeasures.

And Joanne, at this point, was completely stunned.

She looked at Jesse fighting Malachi and then looked at the dozen or so bodies in the distance.

She was completely dumbfounded.

So, in this world now, not only were there monsters that would eat people?

But people would also eat people?

During this period, many survivors, due to the lack of food replenishment, had extremely low immunity.

Many people fell asleep after getting sick and never woke up again.

Because of food shortages, people's tempers became violent, and fights and injuries became common.

Even she had almost fainted from hunger.

Now, for the sake of food, this boy named Jesse had actually killed over a dozen classmates?And did Jerald get seriously injured too?

How could this happen??? How could this happen???

Joanne's mind was in turmoil as she subconsciously approached Jerald and crouched beside him.

"Jerald... how... how are you??"

"This kid... has some serious strength..."

Jerald clutched his chest, gasping for air, "I feel... like my lungs are on fire..."

His ribs had been broken by Jesse's kick, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Seeing Jerald in such a state only deepened Joanne's despair.

In fact, after Bruce left, she had already come to terms with their situation.

If they couldn't even have enough food for themselves, how could they save others?

But it was too late for her to realize this truth after being with Bruce's team where food was never a concern.

Food shortages had made her and other survivors desperate and hungry.

Their bodies were weakening day by day.

If it weren't for Malachi discreetly giving her a piece of bread and half a bottle of water yesterday evening, she probably wouldn't even be able to stand now.

Joanne had managed to eat something, but Jerald wasn't as fortunate.

Because Bruce had arranged for Malachi to give Joanne food.

Malachi was a resourceful man, accustomed to harsh conditions from his training, he understood the importance of food at a time like this.

Although he had a self-sacrificing spirit, for the sake of his wife and daughter, he had to become a bit more selfish.

So when Bruce said that, except for Joanne, no one else needed to worry, he hesitated but still did it without any hesitation.

And that's how the situation ended up like this.

"What do we do? What do we do? And now... Cynthia isn't here..."

Seeing Jerald with blood at the corner of his mouth, looking weak, Joanne felt incredibly desolate.

She wanted to call some classmates to help move Jerald to safety.

But as she looked up, she was shocked to see what was happening.

All of her classmates were staring fixedly at the backpacks of Jesse's group.

In their eyes, the only thing that mattered was the food in those backpacks; nobody cared about whether Jerald lived or died.Seeing this scene, Joanne was completely hopeless.

It was at this moment of her despair!

Woof!

A sudden bark echoed into her ears.

Then!

A giant mutated dog came charging from afar.

Instead of immediately launching an attack, it stopped behind Jesse after it arrived.

Huffing, it crouched slightly with drool dripping from its mouth.

It assumed a posture ready to attack Jesse at any moment.

Seeing this massive wolf-dog blocking his retreat, Jesse couldn't help but curse!

"Bruce, damn it... I knew it..." This was a morning more than ten days after the apocalypse.

At Dragon's Roost University, near the depths of the campus, most of the surrounding monsters had already been cleared out.

But today, the smell of blood was unusually strong here.

At the entrance of the dormitory, lay a dozen or so bodies in disarray.

Blood pooled on the floor.

It was believed that before long, the smell of blood would attract a large number of monsters.

But Jesse didn't care about that now.

Because in his eyes, there was only one goal.

And that was to kill Bruce first.

This scum Bruce had taken everything Jesse knew.

His powerful comrade from a past life, Malachi.

His beloved from a past life, Cynthia.

The divine weapon from his past life!

And the treasures of this world.

All of this should have been his, should have been his!

But now... all of it had fallen into the hands of this guy across from him?

And not only that.

This bastard, upon seeing Jesse, had deliberately set up a trap for him?

A trap that Jesse couldn't possibly break now.

This trap had made everyone stand on the side of the other.Even his own teammates were no exception?

Bruce, this bastard, was simply hypocritical and disgusting to the extreme.

Seeing Debby, Duane, and the others retreating into the distance, Jesse's anger surged.

Although he knew he might not be a match for Bruce anymore, he had no other choice now.

Facing Jesse, Malachi didn't know why Jesse knew his name.

But he was sure he didn't know the other person.

In his mind, the other person might have just awakened some special ability to access his information!

He didn't actually know him.

So he didn't think much of it.

Seeing Jesse coming over, Malachi didn't hesitate to meet him.

The two sides clashed again.

"Malachi, get out of my way, you're just aiding and abetting!"

"Kid, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I... damn it..."

Jesse gritted his teeth, almost blurting out the truth.

But his remaining sanity reminded him.

If he were to mention reincarnation at this moment, he would probably be considered insane!

So he was extremely helpless, and could only make one last desperate attempt.

Who was stronger between Jesse and Malachi?

In terms of enhancement level.

The two were similar, both were Black Iron High Rank.

It's just that Jesse was injured!

As a retired special forces soldier, Malachi naturally had much higher strength and agility than an ordinary person.

So in terms of physical fitness, Malachi had a certain advantage.

But in terms of combat skills, after ten years in the apocalypse, Jesse was still slightly stronger than Malachi, who had just experienced the apocalypse.

Even in the situation where Jesse had lost a few days of growth time, the two were evenly matched?

But on Bruce's side, it wasn't just Malachi!

He also had a bronze-tier dog and a bronze-tier monkey.

With 'Black Handsome' joining the battlefield, Jesse soon showed signs of defeat.