After a while, Arlen Terry, Head of Communications, requested a face-to-face meeting.Holding the radio in his hand, Memphis greeted with a serious expression:"Chief Terry, we meet again.""Leader Jackman, a pleasure, a pleasure."After exchanging brief pleasantries, Arlen Terry got straight to the point:"How long do you expect it will take to defeat the horde of zombies over there?"Memphis pretended to consider for a moment before answering honestly:"If we have your support, two days, but if not, it'll take us three more days to take them down..."On the other end, Arlen Terry also paused for a moment, seemingly confirming something with someone. After a while, he cautiously asked:"Leader Jackman, I understand you still have a BTR-60 and four BTR-152 armored vehicles, as well as 12.7mm heavy
Ten minutes later, after nearly being suffocated, Memphis hurriedly turned his head to avoid the soft sensation and gasped for breath, coughing twice, pretending to be weak before slowly speaking:"Alright, is the job done?"Amanda let out a cold huff, lightly slapping Memphis on the cheek before scolding: “You don’t even care about whether I’m alive or dead and all you can think about is the job?"'Damn, aren't you alive and well?' Memphis cursed silently in his heart. From his backpack, he pulled out a large pile of experience crystals, potential crystals, skill books, item cards, 12.7mm shell casings, a few scattered rings—an assortment of random goods—tossing them all onto the table as he replied: “Feeling better now?"Amanda leaned forward to gather everything up, but after seeing Memphis’s pale, exhausted face, she gritted her teeth in frustration, throwing everything back on the table and scolding him: “Giving a woman gifts but being stingy like this? Can’t you be a little more
Seeing that she was about to lose her temper, Memphis had to back down and compromise, saying:“Once this is all over, I’ll appoint you as the leader of Hope Town, is that enough?”Amanda scoffed and shot him a disdainful look before saying sharply:“I don’t care for that title. This ruined town of yours is about to be flattened, and you’re looking for a scapegoat, aren’t you? I want something else!”Memphis felt a twinge of guilt hearing her tone, especially when he noticed her moist eyes—this woman was clearly in the mood. He swallowed hard and forced a smile:“You’re not planning to do anything here, are you? This is the meeting room…”Amanda leaned close to Memphis, her red lips whispering softly in his ear:“So what if it’s the meeting room? Isn’t that more exciting…”...!!!After much difficulty, Memphis finally managed to get Amanda to leave, giving him a brief moment of rest.He called it rest, but in reality, he was contemplating his next moves.The orders he gave Amanda to s
The Lakeside Bridge hasn’t been destroyed, and Lakeside County hasn’t been driven out, nor has communication been severed—these are the reasons it continues to serve a mysterious, vital role.Setting this matter aside, Memphis carefully gathered the documents and camera on the table, slinging his backpack over his shoulder before stepping out.Being a leader is truly grueling. It’s past 8 PM, and he still hasn’t eaten, showered, or removed the heavy equipment on his person. Worse still, another meeting awaits him, leaving little room for comfort.The only solace is that he’s earning plenty of contribution points, and those at the top always get a bigger share… Haha, today it’s instructions from the top, but in a while, it might even be assassins from Lakeside or tank shells fired from T90s—such fun.As he stepped out of the meeting room, Memphis spotted a group of people loading PG-2 HEAT shells and several anti-tank guns onto a military jeep. In addition, various equipment like baseb
The issues of food and storage were not simple either. Most of the fresh food they found had already gone bad, so they would soon have to rely solely on dry food and canned goods. It was essential to manage the food supplies well, not to release too much from storage while also not letting the residents starve—just enough to keep them half-full.Fresh food from the Grieving River wasn’t easy to come by either. Two people had gone missing while fishing, suspected to have been killed by mutated fish. Their main storage facility had also been attacked by a horde of rats led by a mutated level 11 rat, which destroyed over 200 pounds of food and injured two people. Lionel was currently building a fortified warehouse for storage.Mutated animals were starting to appear more frequently, with reports of mutated cats, dogs, goats, and pigs being spotted in the outskirts of towns. This would likely become a significant issue for them in the future.Today, they found a total of 57 survivors, mos
After giving her instructions, Memphis slowly dragged himself to the clothes rack. Shaina, always obedient, stepped forward to help him remove his combat gear.Although he was used to having Bridget and Brigitte help him with such tasks, he still wasn’t entirely comfortable having others assist him with something as simple as changing clothes. After fumbling awkwardly for a while, he finally waved his hand and said, slightly embarrassed:"Alright, you can go rest now."Shaina, unsurprisingly, showed no signs of disappointment. She remained as somber as ever. After hanging up his post-apocalyptic jacket, she quietly responded with a soft "yes" before turning to prepare his bed.Memphis stepped into the bathroom, where the warm steam and soft moonlight enveloped him. After a day of fighting, now ten o’clock at night, his stamina was down to just 4 points. Finally, he had time to relax.After thirty minutes of soaking in warm water, his body was thoroughly content. Memphis wrapped a towe
Pushing the thought aside, Memphis quickly completed his morning routine in a few minutes, then hurriedly opened the window and unleashed a thick frost over the parking lot.“Damn it…”Seeing the truck in the corner turn snow-white, he cursed under his breath. Ever since acquiring the Ice Poison skill, he had gone three nights in a row forgetting to maintain the corpses. These “meat shields” once dead, rotted quickly; if not cared for in time, their resilience would diminish rapidly.“Tomorrow, I’ll haul them all up to the bedroom and line them up next to me, so I won’t forget.”After finishing his breakfast, he casually stuffed a few boiled eggs into his backpack, then leisurely put on his combat attire and began his morning routine.It was just past 5 a.m., the sun hadn’t fully risen, and the residents of Hope Town were not yet awake. The air around him carried a fresh and tranquil scent. As usual, he would practice hand-to-hand combat, then firearms training, and finally conduct a
Memphis, once confident he could handle Virginia’s condition, now found himself at a loss. She wasn’t ill; she had developed some kind of ability but was trapped within its effects.It was truly remarkable..."Step back a little."After 11 minutes had passed, Memphis spoke in a low voice to the two nearby. They quickly complied, knowing the commander was about to attempt a treatment for Ms. Palmer.Once everyone was a safe five meters away, Memphis quietly addressed Virginia:"Your brother is very worried about you..."There was no response. The beautiful yet dangerously ominous girl remained seated, unresponsive to her surroundings. As long as the stimulus wasn’t loud enough, she stayed calm and relatively harmless.But as soon as she was provoked...Suddenly, Memphis acted. He snapped his fingers, summoning two 1.7-meter ice golems. The moment they appeared, they moved to either side of Virginia, grabbing her arms firmly. Instantly, her face contorted with rage, her eyes blazing red