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
The mission last night was simply reconnaissance to see how much pressure Lakeside was under. Memphis hadn’t expected them to be attacked from so many directions. Based on the dog’s description and a rough map of SilverLining Solutions province, he deduced that an enormous zombie horde was advancing toward the base from the direction of Vienna Town.Vienna Town was one of the connecting towns between Lakeside County and Sunset Avenue County, the only land border for this county. Many human forces were being concentrated there to hold off the zombie horde."Has Sunset Avenue completely fallen? Why is there such a terrifying horde..."Within Lakeside County, the humans had wiped out most large zombie hordes, leaving only a small horde near Lakeside Bridge and a ter
Sitting in the jeep, Memphis took a few more sniffs to confirm the state of his nose. Starla truly had a captivating scent, and after inhaling it, he couldn't help but feel a faint, stiff sensation rise within him, as if he had just smelled a "fresh flower".He didn't dare send someone to follow her. This woman certainly had an exceptionally high sense of caution, and sending amateurs to trail her would only botch the job. So, the best course of action was for him to personally use his Super Olfaction ability to memorize her scent. If she attempted to sneak into any sensitive areas, there would be no way for her to hide.The second-tier skill Super Olfaction was a reconnaissance ability that Memphis had acquired by killing a level 14 mutated dog. Once activated, the skill allowed him to lock onto and remember the scent of a specific target. As long as the enemy wasn’t too alert, he could track them by their scent up to a distance of 10 kilometers.“Having such a sensitive nose isn’t a
After a moment of silence, Commander Sears replied: “It's too dangerous. I don’t want to participate anymore."Memphis wasn't too surprised by her words. He simply replied calmly: “I'll be responsible for ensuring the team's safety, alongside you. My defensive capabilities are at least equal to yours, perhaps even double. Don't worry."Hearing Memphis's confident affirmation, Starla fell silent for a moment. Twice her strength, meaning he could single-handedly block the attacks of a Manipulation Type? Was he joking?But since he was so confident, she decided not to argue further. If he couldn't do what he said, she would prioritize escaping herself. As for the strike team, they were his people, so she felt no heavy burden on her conscience.After reaching an understanding, Memphis began outlining the plan:"I'll take on the enemy's entire firepower for the first 30 seconds after the operation begins and withstand at least three rounds of mental attacks from the Manipulation Type. Your