In the last days of others, their palms are on fire, their eyes are electrified, and their pockets are filled with either fertile land or arsenals.
And Wuhe.
"What do you mean by skills that are invincible but also ineffective?"
Translation: With full mental resistance points, you are particularly resistant to madness.
Relying on this simple and unpretentious skill, Wu He was honored to become a staff member of the National Pollution Prevention and Control Bureau.
Five insurances and one fund, high-risk allowance.
Main job: Go deep into contaminated areas where sanity will drop at a glance, stay calm, and record how your teammates go crazy.
Wu He thought that this would be it for the rest of her life, until she was cornered by a monster in a Class C pollution area, and a retired cadre's voice suddenly sounded in her head:
"Little girl, give in."
"I am the chief shaman of the Yu Dynasty, look at my mighty Tianlong!"
"Huh?"
So——
When his teammates set up heavy machine guns and fired, Wu He squatted behind the bunker and rubbed the grass.
When the institute used satellites to monitor energy pulses, Wu He drew evil-proof lines on the monster's face.
When the headquarters asked her how to escape from the Class A contaminants, Wu He honestly reported:
"I performed a sacrificial dance for it. It was fascinated by it and agreed to report to the bureau next week as a volunteer."
Now they looked at Wu He with complicated eyes.
The operations department thinks she is feudal and superstitious.
The institute felt she was worthy of an autopsy.
The logistics department asked everywhere whether sacrificial supplies should be included in combat losses.
Only the retired wizard "He" in Wu He's mind is still picking and choosing:
"Why is the sacrifice this time a frozen chicken with seven wings and eight legs?"
"Grandma, in the last three years of the apocalypse, normal chickens are rarer than those with superpowers."
Purpose: Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility