End of Days Game: I'm the Only One Who Can See the Hidden Cues

After Claire's anger subsided, Jeremy administered a second dose of the healing serum to her. Soon, Claire's injuries had significantly improved. Although she wasn't fully recovered, her life was no longer in danger.

Jeremy didn't disturb her rest.

He stepped out of the bedroom into the psychotherapy room and observed the situation on the ground through the window.

It was now morning, and the sun was shining brightly.

The commercial plaza was still swarming with countless monsters. Although they weren't piled up as exaggeratedly as before, many gathered beneath the commercial buildings, forming a dark, endless mass.

Observing the scene below, Jeremy's brow furrowed.

Claire had been saved, but the problem about how the two of them would leave this place remained.

According to his original plan, he intended to give Claire the invisibility mask so she could sneak out by hiding her presence. Jeremy himself was prepared to charge through the beast horde again... After all, as long as he ran fast enough, those monsters wouldn't be able to catch up to him.

The problem was that Claire was injured and couldn't use the invisibility mask, as the scent of blood would reveal her location.

So, Jeremy was left with only two options.

One was to stay in the commercial building and wait for rescue, and the other was to rush out with Claire.

The first option was unacceptable to Jeremy.

Emma was still outside. With her being a support-type ability user with little self-defense capability, Jeremy couldn't possibly abandon her at the school without care.

Moreover, who knew when someone would come to their rescue.

Given Jeremy's understanding of his officials, they might end up receiving a few missiles instead of rescue.

If it were him, seeing so many monsters gathered in one place, he would also be very tempted by the proposal to completely destroy the area.

Now, it seemed the only choice left was to rush out with Claire.

Jeremy lit a cigarette, feeling somewhat headache-ridden.

The difficulty of rushing out alone versus with someone else wasn't on the same level, and he wasn't very confident about it.

"What are you thinking about?" Claire, who had woken up at some point, asked.

She walked into the office and saw Jeremy smoking, her brows unconsciously furrowing.

Jeremy then realized that an hour had unknowingly passed.

"I'm thinking about how to get out." he replied, turning to look at Claire. He noticed that although her complexion was still pale and her steps somewhat unsteady, she looked much better than before.

It seemed the effects of the basic life potion were better than he had expected.

Claire stepped forward, took the cigarette from Jeremy's hand, and threw it out the window.

She looked at Jeremy's furrowed brow and said lightly, "You seem very anxious to leave. Is it because of Emma?"

Claire knew about Emma and Jeremy's relationship.

After all, Jeremy and Emma had met in her psychotherapy clinic.

At that time, Emma's mother had just passed away, and she was suffering from severe depression. Jeremy, who was a regular patient of Claire's for therapy, eventually got together with Emma over time.

Jeremy glanced at her and lit another cigarette, without saying a word.

Claire was a genius in psychology, not only in psychotherapy but also in micro-expressions, psychological analysis, and various other skills.

Although Jeremy didn't speak, Claire easily deciphered the meaning behind his glance.

"None of your business."

Claire's chest heaved with emotion, her eyes ablaze with fury, almost wishing she could slap Jeremy again.

She found that every time she faced Jeremy, her emotions were uncontrollable.

This guy was simply a jerk!

Taking a deep breath, Claire said coldly, "On one hand, you come to rescue me. And on the other, you can't forget your girlfriend. Jeremy, you really are 'devoted'!"

"I think so too." Jeremy stretched lazily, smiling at Claire. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have risked my life to save you, would I?"

Claire pursed her lips, not continuing the topic, but instead asked, "So, how do you plan to leave?"

"Of course, we'll make a run for it." Jeremy flicked off some ash from his cigarette.

Claire frowned.

With so many monsters outside, how could the two of them make a run for it?

However, she didn't say much, only asking, "When?"

Jeremy tossed his cigarette away, suddenly smiling. "Now."

"Now?" Claire was startled. Before she could react, Jeremy suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

All Claire saw was a blur, followed by a strong sensation of weightlessness.

Her complexion changed, and her eyes widened in astonishment...

Above the sky, the two of them flew out of the commercial building and plummeted towards the ground at high speed!

Jeremy had actually jumped off from the 42nd floor with her!

In mid-air, the wind howled, and their clothes fluttered loudly.

With his hair standing on end, Jeremy joked, "Claire, this must be your first time jumping off a building, right? How does it feel?"

Claire couldn't believe he could still joke at a time like this.

Clinging tightly to Jeremy, her usually calm face showed a rare panic as she gritted her teeth, "Jeremy, you're insane!"

If he wasn't insane, how could a normal person jump from the 42nd floor?

Forget escaping; they would turn into mush the moment they hit the ground from such a height!

Seeing Claire clinging to him like a frightened deer, Jeremy couldn't help but kiss her moist red lips, chuckling softly, "Don't worry. With me here, it's going to be alright."

He wasn't someone who sought death.

Facing Jeremy's kiss, Claire didn't resist.

She slowly closed her eyes, responding awkwardly.

Facing death, Claire had come to terms with a lot.

As for Jeremy's words, she took them as mere delusions.

They didn't have much time for tenderness. In a few breaths, they had already fallen several hundred meters.

With only a hundred meters left, the two of them would land.

Jeremy's mind raced.

The next moment, a cluster of blue wind appeared beneath his feet, astonishingly causing their falling figures to hover mid-air.

"Wind control!"

Claire noticed the anomaly and slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw that they were actually floating in mid-air, she was stunned.

Then, seeing Jeremy's smiling face, how could Claire not understand that she had been played by Jeremy?

She looked at Jeremy coldly, "Are you having fun?"

Jeremy shrugged, smiling, "Don't look at me like that. I just wanted to give you a surprise."

Claire didn't feel much of a surprise, but she did get quite a scare.

She didn't want to deal with Jeremy anymore and turned her head away.

At this moment, they were less than a hundred meters from the ground, and the monsters below had yet to notice them. However, the Skyrakers guarding the commercial building had spotted Jeremy and Claire and excitedly flew towards them.

Catching sight of the Skyrakers approaching like a dark cloud, a bloody hue reappeared in Jeremy's eyes.

These beasts were relentless!

With a thought, a crimson long sword appeared in his hand.

He smiled lightly, "The most dangerous part is coming up. Hold on to me tight. Don't fall off."

Since he was holding Claire, Jeremy could only use one long sword, significantly reducing his strength.

Moreover, the "Wind Control" ability only lasted for 5 minutes.

So, whether they could survive the next moments would depend on luck.

Claire also noticed the Skyrakers flying towards them.

"I understand." She nodded, her eyes shimmering with a purple glow.

Claire would not let Jeremy fight alone.

"Squeal—!"

At that moment, the Skyrakers charged at them rapidly, an elite Skyraker diving from the sky with brutality and hatred in its eyes, its sharp claws swiftly aiming for Jeremy's head.

Just as it was about to reach him, the blue wind beneath Jeremy suddenly shifted, narrowly dodging the Skyraker's attack.

As they brushed past each other, Jeremy's eyes filled with a surge of killing intent, and he fiercely swung his blazing sword.

A red streak of light suddenly cut through the air.

The head and body of the Skyraker were cleaved in two by Jeremy's single strike.

Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain, raining down from the sky.

[You have killed a Level 16 Skyraker (Elite), gaining 5563 experience points!]

An elite Skyraker, killed in one strike!

With Jeremy's current strength, elite monsters were no different from ordinary ones in his hands, only providing more experience.

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

Far from retreating, the death of their kin only spurred the Skyrakers' ferocity.

More of them viciously pounced towards Jeremy.

Claire's eyes glowed with a purple light.

A powerful psychic force suddenly erupted from them as the center.

Five or six Skyrakers, hit by this psychic attack, emitted piercing screams and plummeted to the ground, bleeding from all orifices.

"Deserve to be called an S-class ability." Jeremy glanced at Claire, he was surprised that in her current state, she could still unleash such a strong psychic attack.

However, after releasing that strike, Claire's spirit visibly weakened.

While a basic potion had healed some of her injuries, it didn't restore her psychic energy.

"Save your strength for now, there's no need for you to act yet." Jeremy said, his gaze shifting to the Skyrakers attacking again, a flash of ice-blue light in his eyes.

"Okay." Claire had just responded when she suddenly noticed the temperature around them had dropped significantly.