Chapter 334 The Core of Her Reality
Chapter 334 The Core of Her Reality
Theresa said nothing
After stuffing those things into Theresa’s hands, the old woman trembled in the pulled or red dee pouch from her own clothes.
She opened the pouch to reveal severalyers of folded cloth
She peeled back theyers one by one. Atst, an old–fashioned gold ringa rekace seda prie of earringsy before Theresa’s eyes
“Take these to the mall and melt them down. Make whatever style you like the old women sed terve shaking <b>as </b>she shoved <b>all </b>the jewelry into There’s hands
Theresa didn’t want to take them, but the old woman’s grip was too tight to break free
The hold was so firm that Theresa could feel the warmth radiating from the woman’s paim
She was really alive.
She’s still alive.
“How did you survive these two years?” Theresa asked.
The same as any olddy. I just live, bask in the sun, and wait for you all toe back the old woman replied cheerfully.
“What do you eat?”
The old woman pulled Theresa into her bedroom, where there was a box of cookies sent from the min
“I don’t eat much. One cookie every three days, I still have a lot left. You don’t need to buy me anything she said.
Theresa frowned. She knew some elderly people ate very little each day.
But this was too little–so little that even after two years, the whole box of cookies was still untouched.
She suddenly remembered the cans of food she had brought and asked, “You don’t even eat canned food=”
“Canned food is expensive. It’s for Ryan. I don’t eat it, the old woman shook her head repeatedly.
Theresa felt a tightness grow in her chest as she listened.
The canned food was so expensive that she wouldn’t even eat it before it went bad.
Her gaze then fell on a photo weighed down on the table. It showed a boy’s growth from childhood to present.
But from the age of five, one of his eyes was covered with a <b>cloth </b>patch.
“Ryan is a poor kid. When he was little, his dad and I were busy. We couldn’t take care of him. One
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ident damaged his eye. Since then, he’s had only one eye, the old woman exined
Theresa finally understood why she had mistaken Quentin for the old woman’s child.
“I don’t want him to work outside because I don’t want him to beughed at, City folks won’t hire a one- eyed man<b>. </b>It’s better for him to work in the mine near home, the old wornan rambled on.
<b>Just </b>as she was about to keep talking. Theresa suddenly heard a loud shout
“Let me go! I <b>want </b>to save my wife and child!”
Henry’s voice pierced through from somewhere.
The old woman’s cheerful face darkened instantly.
She dropped Theresa’s <b>hand </b>and strode outside.
Theresa hurried after her.
As she stepped outside, she saw Quentin standing there.
“Are you <b>okay</b>?”
“I’m fine,” Theresa said<b>, </b>looking at the doorway where the old woman had just stepped out. “Come on, let’s go after her!”
She rushed to the door and found it locked.
<b>“</b>Stay <b>inside</b>. I’ll handle those annoying people. From now on, we stay together, the old woman called from
outside.
“Mom, open the door!” Quentin pounded on it as he tried to call her back.
But after that, the voice outside faded away.
“Step aside. I’ll do it. Theresa stepped back two <b>paces</b>.
Quentin immediately moved aside..
Bam!
Theresa kicked the lock.
The old iron gate dented inward and exposed the lock core.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Three more hard kicks followed
Crack.
The lock broke.
Quentin gave Theresa a thumbs–up.
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Beautiful is really awesome!
She’s not one to talk before acting.
After the door burst open. Theresa pushed it wide and stepped outside.
The next second, both she and Quentin froze.
In front of them was the exact same room.
It was clean and free of dust.
On a square wooden table sat two open cans of canned yellow peaches. Both were moldy.
Quentin stood behind Theresa<b>. </b>
Seeing the scene, he turned around and found the room behind them was perfectly symmetrical, like a reflection in a mirror,
“How is <b>this </b>possible?” Quentin whispered.
Theresa closed her eyes.
“It’s a mutant mental ability user. We’re inside her core domain.”
ording to themon ssification of abilities from her previous life, abilities originate from body
constitution.
They all connect somehow.
For example, those who like running develop strong leg muscles and often gain speed abilities.
Those with powerful upper limbs tend to develop strength abilities.
A rarer type of elemental mutation is the body’s sensitivity to the five elements–metal<b>, </b>wood, water, fire, and earth. In this mutated apocalypse, people are drawn to different elements.
For example, the first resident Theresa epted was David. He was a botanist by profession, so he developed a nt–based ability.
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