Besides kneeling in meditation, the group chatted together, and time passed quickly. The zombie horde had not encountered any worthwhile resistance for the time being. Like a gray tide, they flooded vast stretches of the city.
Explosions and fires broke out, but this was not a high-tech world, so the commotion was not particularly great. Screams and roars were the main melody.
Through the darkness spread everywhere, Su Ming could sense the outlines of the dead. They seemed to be right in front of him; he could reach out and touch their bodies. This was the most intuitive sensation when using concepts—power was a part of his own body.
After devouring Quantum Concepts, Su Ming was now developing all kinds of applications. But since he did not want to turn into an emotionless bald man like Doctor Manhattan, he had taken a shortcut with the Devouring Method.
The current situation was that his darkness had eaten Quantum Concepts and gained many new benefits, but it did not possess the same degree of control as that blue man.
Doctor Manhattan and Quantum Concepts had become one. He was quantum, and quantum was him.
But Su Ming did not have such a high degree of compatibility. If Dark Concepts were his body and arms, then quantum was like a weapon held in his hand.
Still, it was not a major problem. He got by on his brains. Never mind holding a concept in his hand—even if he were holding a roll of toilet paper, he would always find somewhere to use it. A tool only needed to work; there was no need to depend on it.
He had come out on vacation today, so he might as well develop some new abilities while he was at it. It would be good if