In the narrow and dim storage room, Jack was startled awake from an uneasy sleep, hitting his head on the nearby cabinet. The sudden pain jolted him fully awake, and he became aware of the emptiness in his stomach and the rumbling of hunger.
He slowly sat up, reaching for the shopping basket to find the food he had gathered earlier. In the darkness, his hand touched several packets of biscuits. He hesitated, considering that the food might be contaminated by radiation, but the feeling of hunger left him with no choice. He fumbled through the shopping basket and found the food he had collected earlier. Under his fingertips, the packaging of the biscuits felt particularly clear.
Although he had concerns about the possibility of nuclear contamination in the food, his hunger prevented him from thinking too much about it. Jack carefully tore open the package of biscuits, his hunger overriding the blandness of the food. As the first bite of the biscuit touched his tongue, a strange sensation spread through his body.
It was not just the feeling of satisfying his hunger. With each bite of the biscuit, he felt a kind of energy quietly accumulating within him. This energy had a unique feeling, as if it was somehow connected to the superpowers he possessed. He began to wonder if these nuclear-contaminated foods were somehow replenishing his superpowers in some way.
Jack continued to eat the biscuits, feeling the energy gradually increasing in his body. His thoughts began to become clearer, and his plans for the future became more determined. Although he was still in an unknown and dangerous environment, this newfound energy gave him a glimmer of hope.
Jack stood in the dim and narrow storeroom, feeling parched. The dry, cold sensation from the biscuits made him urgently need water to quench his thirst. He searched around for a possible water source. The dryness in his throat made him uncomfortable, and every breath seemed to remind him of the difficulty of survival. His eyes scanned the darkness and finally found a box of mineral water in a dusty corner. His hands trembled, and the action of taking out a bottle of water from the box seemed clumsy and slow.
JackAt the moment when he opened the water bottle, it seemed like he was fighting against death. His lips tightly pressed against the bottle's mouth, drinking in big gulps. Each cool sip of water seemed to wash away the fatigue and fear within him. He could feel his body gradually recovering, no longer the previous drowsiness and weakness, but a new strength emerging within him. This strength not only restored his physical energy, but also came with a strange sensation, as if his body was establishing some kind of connection with the surrounding environment.
JackStanding there, the empty water bottle discarded from his hand, his gaze fixed on a blank space in the darkness. His thoughts floated in confusion, unsure of what this change meant. Was it a mutation caused by nuclear radiation? Or was some unknown force at play? His mind was filled with doubt and unease.
Jack slowly leaned against the wall and sat down, his thoughts swirling incessantly. His back pressed against the cold wall, his body felt weary and empty. Everything that had happened today seemed too absurd, to the point where he could hardly believe it was real. From being betrayed by his once trusted roommate to being forced to leave his former sanctuary, everything felt like a nightmare.
But amidst this series of events, the most unbelievable thing was discovering that he had developed superpowers in his despair. This power had allowed him to survive a life-and-death battle with a giant scorpion radiating with radiation, but it also left him feeling confused and scared. He didn't understand where this power came from, nor did he know how it would affect his future.
Jack looked around the dimly lit supermarket, his heart filled with conflict. On one hand, he felt more powerful and energetic than ever before. Since discovering this power, he had not felt any discomfort from the nuclear radiation, which surprised him. On the other hand, he couldn't forget his former life and his former companions.
Countless questions floated through Jack's mind. He felt out of place in the world around him, as if he was no longer a regular human, but had become some kind of mutant. He couldn't help but wonder if there were other survivors like him in this desolate world, and if they had undergone similar changes.
He recalled the mysterious illness when he left the shelter, and couldn't help but wonder if this was the starting point of his ability change. His mind was filled with curiosity and fear - was this power a curse or a gift? Had he truly transcended the human realm and become a being similar to the giant scorpion with radiation?
Lost in these thoughts, Jack decided to further test his abilities. He gazed at a cup on the table, hands slightly raised, focusing his mind. He wanted to see if he could move objects with the power of his mind, as he had done before.
Jack's hands were gently raised, with his fingertips slightly warm. He felt a surge of energy coming from within his body. He focused on the cup on the table, silently willing it to move. The cup began to tremble slightly, then slowly lifted off the table, floating in the air almost silently.
Jack's eyes were fixed on the cup as it floated towards him. He could feel the subtle connection between his mind and the cup. With his focused attention, the cup gradually and steadily flew towards him, finally landing lightly in his waiting hand. The warmth in his palm seemed to be related to this process, as if it were a symbol of his newfound ability within.
Jack felt an unprecedented sense of achievement, but at the same time, he also felt a hint of panic. This power was so strong, yet so unfamiliar. He realized that he needed to learn to control this power, to prevent it from becoming an unpredictable danger.
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