Josie Quinn fell silent.
She looked at the unquestionable resolve in the young man's eyes, and her heart felt as if it had been seized by an icy hand.
She knew all too well the cruel laws of the apocalypse.
Julian Ford's experiment was an epoch-making hope, but it was also a cruel filter.
Time was the most luxurious and most fatal commodity in this apocalypse. Ordinary people couldn't afford to wait.
She remembered the abandoned settlements she had seen in her past life, where only mottled bloodstains and gnawed-on bones remained.
The only way ordinary people could survive was if their family members were superpower users who could support them.
But Jude Sheffield was all alone, and Josie Quinn didn't think she was capable of shouldering the burden of another person's life.
She wasn't a powerful superpower user. Her way of life was destined to be one of constant upheaval and danger.
She couldn't even guarantee that she'd be able to secure a foothold in the next safe zone.
