Lu PingAn knew Chris fairly well.
She was proud and arrogant. In her dealings with others, she usually seemed calm and detached, but in truth, she did not think much of anyone besides Lu PingAn. She had every right to be so proud. In fact, before Lu PingAn had truly proven himself worthy of standing beside her, she had called him all sorts of things like "lucky brat."
Lu PingAn was not bothered by it. Compared with the seasoned old hands he had encountered in business in his previous life, the ones who spoke honeyed words while expertly stabbing people in the back, Chris, who wore everything on her face, was downright frank and adorable.
"Her innate ability was previously identified by Zhu Xinran as 'Preservation,' but now it seems to be 'Constancy'—the 'Constancy' of life."
Big Cat was aloof and lazy, but she understood reason and knew what mattered. Yet now, she was delighted over what had seemed like a trash ability and immediately called for Lu PingAn.
"Life Constancy? Are you sure?"
"How could I possibly be mistaken? If it weren't for that ability, she would have died long ago."
The "Preservation" ability had actually been quite useful during their time as guerrillas. Fresh things could stay alive longer, while fresh meat and fish could be carried for longer as well.
But clearly, relying solely on the ragtag remnants of these guerrillas, it was impossible to develop the true uses of such a rare ability.
"One represents the circulation of life, 'Life Exchange,' while the other represents the rejection of life's circulation, 'Life Constancy.' This time, we really struck gold."
Both of them had become supernatural beings in this disaster.
And that disaster had happened to be a world-class crisis. In such an environment, it was entirely possible