Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1170 - 511: Wu Yaobang’s Superpower

"What?"

Ding Yan and Zhou Qingming, standing nearby, were instantly stunned by Wu Yaobang’s revelation.

They couldn’t resist stepping closer.

Liang Yuan remained unsurprised, though.

He had harbored suspicions already.

Should it have been a recovery superpower, Wu Yaobang’s mangled body would’ve begun healing by now.

This alone eliminated the chance of him possessing recovery powers.

Liang Yuan inquired, "Then what kind of superpower is it?"

"My, my ability is cloning."

"Cloning?"

"What!"

Ding Yan and Zhou Qingming felt utter shock.

Liang Yuan too was mildly taken aback—a cloning superpower?

He’d never encountered anything like it before!

"Tell me about this ability of yours."

Wu Yaobang dared not refuse, "My superpower lets me produce numerous clones, with all their senses linked together."

"Those you killed earlier were merely my clones."

"Even when my clones perish, their memories and knowledge pass to the remaining ones."

Liang Yuan’s brows knit tightly, "Are you currently a clone or the original body?"

Wu Yaobang shook his head, "I’ve got way too many clones; I can’t tell if I’m the original."

"How many clones do you have?"

"87 clones."

Liang Yuan and Ding Yan both felt hidden astonishment.

Wu Yaobang’s power turned out to be cloning!

Little wonder he feared not the demise of his clones.

Since a clone’s death doesn’t end his awareness.

Every memory and lesson gets passed on to the survivors.

A sudden realization hit Liang Yuan, prompting his question, "Your primary stat sits at 87 points, matching your 87 clones! Does each extra point in that stat grant one additional clone?"

Wu Yaobang nodded in affirmation.

Liang Yuan quickly followed up, "Is your primary attribute spirit?"

"No, my main attribute is constitution."

Liang Yuan stood dumbfounded—the cloning power’s key stat was constitution?

Thus, cloning fell under physical-type superpowers?

All at once, Liang Yuan’s gaze sharpened, recalling the black-robed, masked Angel Corps fighters.

Those individuals charged into death without hesitation, detonating freely.

"Are those Angel Corps members your clones?"

Wu Yaobang nodded, "Most are, especially those near me—all of them basically."

"No wonder these people fear death not one bit."

Enlightenment dawned on Liang Yuan abruptly, yet his frown returned swiftly, "But that doesn’t add up. I spotted at least hundreds of Angel Corps members earlier."

Wu Yaobang explained, "Not every one’s my clone; some are true devotees to the divine. They trust my teachings utterly, turning into my devoted followers."

"Furthermore, each time a clone falls, my original body instantly spawns a fresh one."

"Don’t bother asking the original’s location; I truly have no clue. Torture me fatally, and still I wouldn’t know."

Wu Yaobang spoke with evident terror.

"You must be joking! How could a clone be clueless about the original’s whereabouts?" Zhou Qingming bellowed furiously, swinging a fist.

In a flash, the untouched side of Wu Yaobang’s face ballooned.

Wu Yaobang cried out in agony right away, pleading nonstop for mercy, "I genuinely don’t know; the original’s too vital to reveal its spot to us clones."

"We clones share all our sensations, yet the original keeps its own hidden."

"It perceives everything my clones go through, including right now—what you’re making me confess, it’s already aware of."

Ding Yan creased her forehead, glancing at Liang Yuan before asking, "Do you believe this could be real?"

Liang Yuan gave a faint nod, "Among superpower wielders, the impossible doesn’t exist. Were I gifted with cloning, I’d ensure clones never learn the original’s position."

"That way, foes can’t track the original through them."

"Possessing this power means endless clones, so long as the original survives."

Liang Yuan turned to Wu Yaobang next, questioning, "Have you ventured outside?"

"Not this one, but fellow clones have."

"Where are they?"

"Scattered all over—Guangfu, New District, Park, Urban Area, even some floating islands."

"The farthest clone’s made it to Ji’an City already."

Wu Yaobang’s statement stirred Liang Yuan somewhat.

This cloning superpower proved incredibly handy; the man deployed clones as scouts, probing vast new zones relentlessly.

Per Wu Yaobang’s account, with the original concealed safely, clones could roam the world risk-free.

"How did your power surge to 87 points so fast? What’s the story?" Liang Yuan posed the burning query in his thoughts.

Wu Yaobang shook his head. "I don’t know the strength of the primary self. Our clones match it exactly."

"I have no idea where the primary self is located, so naturally, I can’t explain how I reached 87 main attribute points."

Liang Yuan found this somewhat unbelievable and pressed, "So, you mean that regardless of your primary self’s strength, the clones possess identical power?"

"Correct."

Hiss!

Liang Yuan drew in a sharp breath involuntarily. Wu Yaobang’s cloning power was terrifyingly formidable.

The clones fully inherited every bit of the original’s strength!

If his Main Attribute continued to rise, couldn’t he overwhelm foes with sheer numbers?

Turning one into an entire army seemed entirely feasible.

Liang Yuan abruptly questioned, "Your clones fight using only raw Power and Speed, capped at around 70 points max. What’s the reason for that?"

Wu Yaobang explained, "Constitution is my top attribute, with Spirit coming next. But Spiritual Power ties into the clones and can’t be applied directly in fights."

"That leaves us depending on Power and Speed alone for battle."

"At first, my Strength Attribute stayed low, but each awakening brought gains in Power."

"It must stem from the original body boosting its own power rapidly."

"I’m clueless about the original body’s actions, but its strength gains directly enhance our power too."

Liang Yuan stayed silent; Wu Yaobang’s words aligned closely with his own insights.

Constitution served as his Main Attribute, soaring to 87 points, while others trailed far behind.

The Spirit Attribute linked tightly to Constitution—his cloning demanded peak levels in both.

Yet this Spiritual Power failed to convert straight into battle prowess.

Much like Elemental Ability Users, true fighting power emerged from merging Elemental Power with Spiritual Power.

Greater Spiritual Power amplified the devastation of elemental bursts.

The Wu Yaobang before them excelled in Constitution and Spiritual Power, enabling more clones.

For actual combat, though, he leaned on Power and agility alone.

Undoubtedly, those two attributes hovered around 70 points for him.

To Liang Yuan, such Power and agility levels meant little.

Still, among typical superpower wielders, that strength proved horrifyingly dominant.

Wu Yaobang’s original body had surely forged a Genetic Species, granting these clones the might of Genetic Species experts.

This was utterly chilling.

One Wu Yaobang equaled 87 Strength Type Genetic Species masters!

Liang Yuan then probed deeply into various aspects of the cloning ability.

With a full grasp of Wu Yaobang’s cloning power, Liang Yuan sensed an escalating danger from him.

The original body lurked unseen in shadows, while clones wreaked havoc openly.

He’d even blocked the clones’ awareness of the original, crafting near-invincibility.

"Did you or your original body construct this Eden? Why pour so many resources into it?"

Wu Yaobang’s face shifted subtly, eyes darting: "I... don’t know."

The moment he spoke, Liang Yuan sneered. "Liar! Don’t say I didn’t warn you—I can detect your Qi and Blood surges clearly."

"Every falsehood you utter, I sense it plainly!"

Wu Yaobang paled instantly, stuttering, "Yes, yes—the original body built it. Eden was set up personally by the original body, and clones join periodically, integrating into the Angel Corps."

"Why? What makes your original body prize this spot so highly?"

"Uh, I’m not sure. Maybe the floods ravage the outside, leaving this as the sole safe haven."

"Or due to the hordes of Genetic Mutation Beasts and rich mineral deposits here."

"It works perfectly as a hidden base for growth."

"I truly don’t know the original body’s plans."

Wu Yaobang pleaded earnestly, as Zhou Qingming glared hungrily, dagger poised high, filling him with dread.

He’d prefer swift death over torment.

For him, death wasn’t final—consciousness and memories would shift to another clone.

Liang Yuan shut his eyes, probing the foe’s Qi and Blood.

This Wu Yaobang clone spoke nothing but truth.

"Tell me exactly how my friend vanished," Liang Yuan demanded.

Wu Yaobang rushed to reply, "We geared up to hunt a Physical Class Genetic Mutation Beast when we spotted Miss Ding under chase."

"With good intentions, I sent my people to rescue Miss Ding, planning to bring her back for treatment."

"To our shock, right as we got to Eden, the unconscious Spatial Ability User lashed out, ripping open a Spatial Rift to flee."

"I swear on my life, this folded Space was unstable from the start, and as a Spatial Ability User, he could sense the shaky Space far better than anyone."

"Desperate to get away, he exploited the Space nodes for his escape—even I had no way to block him."

Liang Yuan furrowed his brows, sensing that Wu Yaobang was truly telling the truth.

Li Qinghua got away?

Where exactly did he flee to?

Could he still be inside this folded Space?

A wave of regret hit Liang Yuan—he had removed the Parasite Species’ bindings once Li Qinghua officially pledged to Yangshan.

Had those Parasite Species remained, tracking down Li Qinghua would have been effortless.

Rubbing his temples, Liang Yuan inquired, "What’s the size of this folded Space? How many survivors exist, and how many shelter factions are there?"

"It spans just over twenty square kilometers in total, and my Little Straw Mountain stands as the biggest Shelter around."

"Survivors are scarce in this place; most huddle under my wing."

"True, the flood hasn’t swallowed it completely, but without tall buildings—mostly low six-story residential blocks—they’ve all been submerged long ago."

"On top of that, Genetic Mutation Beasts overrun the area; regular folks stand no chance without my shelter and protection."

In just a handful of sentences, Wu Yaobang captured the grim reality of the folded Space.