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Later, all the neighbors in the building learned that Lu Xiaoran's home was stocked with food, and they began knocking on his door to ask for some. Although Lu Xiaoran's ability theoretically allowed him to replicate anything infinitely, in practice, after each replication, he would be unable to use his ability for a period of time. It was similar to the cooldown time after activating a skill in a game; Lu Xiaoran's ability also had a cooldown.
This meant that the amount of food he could replicate each day was limited. With so many neighbors asking for food, he found himself running low. However, he still had enough to get by, tightening his belt and managing to continue living.
What Lu Xiaoran did not expect was that one of the neighbors shared his situation online, drawing significant attention and exposure. Since the strange phenomenon appeared in the sky on a certain date, many people around the world had awakened their abilities. It didn't take long for someone to speculate that the food Lu Xiaoran had must have been created by his ability.
The Yiren Research Institute likely took notice of Lu Xiaoran at this time as well. A few nights later, while in his bedroom, Lu Xiaoran accidentally overheard a conversation in the living room.
"What did you say? They want us to hand over Lu Xiaoran?" Liu Qingwan's father asked in a hushed tone.
"Yes, Dad. Those people said if we don't hand him over, they'll kill us too," Liu Qingwan replied, and the living room fell into silence for a moment.
After a while, Liu Qingwan's father hesitantly asked, "But without Lu Xiaoran, where will our food come from? Without food, we’ll starve just the same."
"We don't need to worry about food. They promised me they would provide enough for us, along with a set of protective gear for everyone," Liu Qingwan said confidently.
Hearing this, Liu Qingwan's father stopped hesitating and agreed without question.
Lu Xiaoran felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to their conversation. He couldn't believe that after he had kindly welcomed their family into his home and provided them with food and water for free, they were now plotting to betray him without an ounce of gratitude.
Lu Xiaoran gritted his teeth in anger; he used to think that even raising a dog would foster some affection. Surely humans couldn't be worse than dogs? Yet now it seemed these people might truly be worse than animals.
He silently calculated that he needed to escape before they sold him out. But how could he run now? The outside was filled with deadly poison gas. Without any protective measures, he wouldn't get far before succumbing to poisoning.
However, staying here was not an option either; it was akin to waiting for death. Lu Xiaoran lay on the bed, contemplating that if he were to run, he should at least wait until dawn. Outside, it was pitch black, and the poisonous gas in the air obscured his vision, making it impossible to see the way. Venturing out at this moment would be no different from committing suicide.
In a state of tension and unease, Lu Xiaoran spent several hours in his bedroom. At one o'clock in the morning, he suddenly heard the sound of the front door opening from the living room.
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