The paper could be used three times, each time showing three images. A slight oversight and it was overused.Brigitte was both frightened and embarrassed, realizing why Bridget feared this paper so much.It was truly too strange.Memphis calmly put the paper away and said:"You two can go rest now."He initially wanted to ask them to help him open the six item cards. However, given the awkward atmosphere, it seemed inconvenient to proceed with that idea."Alright then, let's save it for early tomorrow morning," he thought."Y-yes... Master, sleep well."Bridget and Brigitte, hearing Memphis' command, finally breathed a sigh of relief. They had never felt so happy to be dismissed by Memphis.Watching their delicate figures disappear behind the door, Memphis smirked and murmured to himself."Amanda, I underestimated you. You sure know how to stir things up."Putting this issue aside, he began to consider the images that had appeared on the contemplation paper.Each person had three sign
Then, Memphis continued:"Later, when Valiant brought information from the Lakeside County survivor outpost, I completely lost faith in the government. They only cared about saving the descendants of leaders and had no regard for the lives of ordinary people.""At that moment, I thought: I must save myself, I must not rely on anyone else.""And with the system's mission requiring me to gather and save survivors, I became even more determined to build a safe place to save myself.""But I knew, out of ten people, nine wouldn't believe I could do it, wouldn't believe I could create a safe, healthy
Wallflower Armstrong was not intimidated by this expression, she calmly said:"Your thoughts of killing, though present in your mind, are not genuine. Memphis, women don't need mind-reading skills to understand many thoughts; it's an instinct we had even before the apocalypse."Facing a woman who not only had mind-reading abilities but also sharp instincts, Memphis finally conceded, raising his hand and said:"Then the armory in Meadowbrook Lane will have to do."Wallflower still shook her head firmly:"Impossible!"Memphis gritted his teeth and said:"You should know, I can ask Yosef!"Wallflower replied calmly:"Feel free to ask. The armory he knows about is at the headquarters of the 531st Battalion, which is located at the border between Renaissance and Lakeside, only about 7 kilometers from the center of Lakeside."Upon hearing this, Memphis' face turned very unpleasant.Valiant had mentioned that the government of Lakeside had seized weapons at a battalion, likely the 531st Batt
This location was about a kilometer from Hope Town.Zombies were still swarming, but most of the zombies below level 5 were staring in one direction.The direction of Meadowbrook Lane's center.Running for another 500 meters, he began to notice that zombies from level 9 and below were starting to look dazed, while those from levels 1 and 2 were slowly inching towards the center."Damn it..."Taking a deep breath to quell the sense of urgency, Memphis looked up at the sky.The half-moon still hung high.He gently recited in his heart:"Moonlight Reflection."This was the activation of moonlight absorption.The moment the skill was activated, Memphis felt a slight buoyancy, and then the moonlight in the sky seemed to become brighter, more substantial, like a silver wave slowly enveloping him.It felt very comfortable, as if he were truly bathing in the moonlight.He also felt a strange energy gradually accumulating in his body, but no matter how much he tried to understand it, he couldn
Seeing Memphis had been there since early, his body glistening with sweat, they couldn't help but admire him a little.This leader had no concept of enjoyment. Even though Hope Town looked safe, he showed no signs of rest or relaxation.They instructed their team members to salute properly, and Memphis casually returned the gesture.Troublesome, so troublesome. If there was a chance, he would teach that projection proper etiquette and then let it replace him.He then moved on to gun practice.Although he didn't want others wasting bullets on targets, Memphis still gave himself the right to shoot at targets.He wanted to regain the feel of shooting, to find again the sense of targeting after years of stagnation due to pig farming, watering plants, and typing at a keyboard.Bang... Bang... Bang...Gunshots occasionally rang out, and Memphis's shooting skills gradually improved.Of course, the improvement was mostly horizontal, sometimes even dipping downward."Your hand posture is wrong
After sending off the two troublemakers, Memphis finally had time for personal hygiene, then carried the level 3 Black Iron Staff slowly to the dining hall.In the early morning, the canteen was mostly empty. Most people didn't start fighting zombies until 7 am, and Memphis was usually quite relaxed about the rules, not requiring collective meals. So, the squad leaders lazily opted for room service.Jarred, a glutton, had already been there, currently engaged in a heated argument with the kitchen staff about why there was no dog meat on the menu.Watching this scene, Memphis couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He raised his Black Iron Staff and struck down hard, shouting loudly:"Kid, take a hit."Jarred, startled, turned around to see the black staff coming at him. He quickly dodged to the side.Jarred's dodge made Memphis miss, and the staff, with great force, smashed through the wall.Even the wooden door nearby was shattered by the blow.Seeing this, Jarred laughed heartily:"A sm
After pushing this matter aside, breakfast was quickly finished.Memphis and Jarred went to the meeting room, where several squad leaders were already preparing.Seeing the leader and deputy leader arrive, they quickly stood up to greet them.Yosef took out an A4 sheet, handed it over, and said:"Captain Jackman, this is the outline of the plan."Memphis took it and carefully reviewed it.After receiving the map and information on the various types of zombies, Yosef quickly sketched out three different operational plans.This was his profession.As Memphis read through the document, the squad leaders quickly assembled.At exactly 6:30, the morning meeting began.One could say that Hope Town held meetings even more frequently than Parliament. But it couldn't be helped; in a world of anomalies, each day was completely different from the last.Each team member received tactical sketches to help them understand the situation.Then came discussions on application plans, with detailed adjus
A 12-year-old boy in the crowd suddenly burst into tears:"My father was injured fighting zombies and lost his arm. Without the military clinic's treatment, he would have died..."Someone immediately asked:"Wolf, how's your father now?"Wolf Scott sniffled and said:"The commander said the treatment costs would be free and personally gave my father 10 kilos of food. He also ensured that during his recovery, my father would maintain official member benefits..."Hearing this, those around started to buzz with conversation.Commander Jackman was too good. Even wounded soldiers who lost their combat ability still received benefits. What more could one ask for?If you weren't a combat team member, you'd have to buy medicine with your own contributions if you got sick. And without the ability to work, you wouldn't earn contributions, which meant you'd end up eating relief porridge.If you didn't join the military, you'd face a death spiral. Just getting sick meant slowly starving to death.