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Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 465:
Not to mention, these soldiers were helping him in the fight against the zombies. They had never posed any threat to him—in fact, they were fighting valiantly, tirelessly, putting their lives on the line to protect his 300 men.This was assistance, not hostility. There was no enmity between him and these soldiers.Even the wrongdoers from Sunny Hills didn’t deserve death. Yes, they had made mistakes, but who in this world hadn’t? He hadn’t asked if they regretted their actions, but if he were in their place, he—this man of 99% cruelty—would undoubtedly feel remorse, would be tortured by guilt, would want to atone.Surely others felt the same, seeking forgiveness.If he had committed a crime, surely he would want someone to show him mercy, not be silently killed on the battlefield, without even a final word, dying in a haze of confusion and dishonor."Papa, when you go to Renaissance, bring me back something special from there. And make sure you come home safe...""I will, my sweet gir
Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 466:
Memphis remained silent for two seconds before forcing a wry smile:“Of course, I’m here to treat them. They’ve been attacked by a Manipulation Type, and their situation is critical. How could I just ignore them?”“Actually, I’m the very Manipulation Type that attacked your comrades.” Memphis thought casually to himself since Wallflower wasn’t around. Pointing to the most severely injured soldier, he said:“Sasha, Warren, help this soldier.”“Yes, sir!”
Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 467:
5 PM, at the border between Lakeside and Sunset Avenue, Vienna battlefield.This place currently gathered 70% of the military forces from the Lakeside survivor base. Even the armored ship dedicated to protecting Starla had been recalled from Renaissance to launch an attack on the horde of zombies here.In a low-ranking combat squad, Zoran, in his professional military uniform, swung his hand. Five fiery blades shot out swiftly, slicing through the air, decapitating over 20 low-level zombies before converging to burn a Strength-Type P1 level 15 mutant.Beside Zoran stood Dante, the son of the deputy police chief of Renaissance. He also raised his hand, releasing five wind blades that struck the P1 level 15 mutant. The wind fueled the fire, intensifying its power. Additionally, the wind blades themselves inflicted significant damage. Together, they successfully brought down the P1 mutant.Both Zoran and Dante only expended a few points of mental energy, making the battle far from overly
Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 468:
The troops felt as though a midnight alarm had roused them from a deep slumber. Startled awake, they quickly grabbed their gear and began retreating."Retreat, retreat! Pull back now!""Deploy grey fog, block their advance!""Request heavy fire support!""Secure the left flank! A Speed Type is incoming!""Lieutenant! We need to retreat immediately—there’s a second Manipulation Type among the enemy!"Such was the chaos unfolding on the battlefield. The human forces, relying on armored equipment and supernatural items, managed to retreat, though the cost was steep: nearly 30 comrades lay scattered among small units, lost forever."So, even using Light Armor couldn’t shield us from that kind of pain. Before, that bandit stood by, protecting me without ever showing impatience..."...6 PM, Hope Town.Richard listened gravely to the news coming from the other side of the Grieving River through the radio. The Vienna assault had failed—again. It was incomprehensible.Their four battalions ha
Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 469:
After hearing the story, Richard couldn’t help but show a bitter smile.Could the leader of Hope Town really be this foolish? Charging into a zombie horde at dusk and getting all the vehicles stuck—ha, even a three-year-old wouldn’t make such a reckless move.Richard suspected that the vehicles had probably already been retrieved and were safely stored in some hidden warehouse by now, being maintained in perfect condition.It was clear that Leader Jackman was stalling, unwilling to hand over the military equipment.If Richard knew that Memphis still had more than 400,000 rounds of 7.62mm ammunition, 8,000 rounds of 12.7mm bullets, over 500 RPG-2 anti-tank rounds, a fully intact BMP-1, two BTR-152s, two M-113 armored vehicles, nearly 100 shells for the 2a28 Grom cannon, and almost 5 tons of black powder, who knows how he’d react.As if on cue, just ten minutes after Memphis’s convoy returned, Jarred also strolled back, showing no signs of stress or exhaustion. Was this really the behav
Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 470:
A silent exchange of glances confirmed that the essential information was genuine. Of course, they would revisit these details to ensure no misunderstandings later.With no other choice, Richard finally nodded."Commander Jackman, I’ll confirm this with my superiors.""Good. After dinner, let’s go over everything again."Once the Lakeside delegation departed, only the squad leaders from Hope Town remained. Memphis casually signaled them to begin the meeting.This was their formal strategy session. Present were six new combat squad leaders and four prospective “civil officers” designated to assist with post-apocalyptic recovery and development.The topics were addressed one by one: battle strategies, resource collection, clearing zombies, rescuing survivors, cleaning the battlefield, training personnel, vehicle upgrades, forging weapons and armor, constructing mobile fortifications for combat, and more. They also discussed rebuilding the town walls, reopening schools for children, secu
Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 471:
Dealing with external threats was hard, but internal affairs were just as challenging. Building a faction wasn’t as simple as defeating zombies and expecting everyone inside to follow orders and prosper. In a family of four, there were already hundreds of issues to manage. In a company with over a dozen people, thousands of problems arose. In a faction with over 900 members, the issues multiplied. If left unchecked, within days, it would become chaotic, and within a week, it would completely collapse.Memphis had no time to personally manage all of this. His job was to lead and wait for results. If the results were good, great. If not, well…Lionel, writing down all these tasks, silently cried inside. His face seemed to age by 10 years in an in
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Memphis shifted gears, asking: "How’s the formation of the special operations team coming along?"He intended to build an elite squad of about 30 top-tier Superhumans, individuals with exceptional strength, skill, and loyalty. This unit would consist of specialists from various fields, capable of operating with agility, trust, and cohesion, prepared to tackle any mission.These members would receive exclusive training, and the selection process would be rigorous and continuous. They would also enjoy the highest privileges, including access to premium skills, equipment, and resources.With the zombies growing stronger by the day, relying solely on military-grade weapons was no longer sustainable—ammo could run out, and enemies could adapt. But humans, given rest and training, could evolve and overcome. That’s why building this team was crucial.Jarred’s spirits lifted slightly at the mention of the special team. He cracked his knuckles and said with determination,"We’ve shortlisted ov
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With his extensive knowledge of the extraordinary, Memphis quickly came to a conclusion about Big Black Dog:"Evolution?"The dog was currently at Level 29. It had consumed vast quantities of magical crystals, potions, zombie flesh, and countless extraordinary treasures. If it didn’t evolve after all that, it would truly be a disgrace to its lineage.Big Black Dog’s evolution delighted Memphis. If this dumb dog broke through to Level 30, Hope Town would finally have a true powerhouse. Be it mutated snakes or frogs, one strike would flatten them.Moreover, the fact that the dog chose to evolve here, without any concern for external dangers, indicated its absolute trust in the safety of this area.Both Shaina and Big Black Dog had, in their own ways, demonstrated their trust in Hope Town’s security on the same day. It was a good omen.Jarred, standing anxiously nearby, couldn’t help but ask nervously after seeing his boss bark and receive no response from the pet:"Boss, what’s wrong wi
Chapter 761:
In Hope Town, those who were soft and delicate often chose lighter roles. Few made it to the ranks of official soldiers by Day 25 of the apocalypse, as the path was grueling, taxing both physically and mentally, often at the expense of one’s appearance.Pressed under the immense aura radiating from Memphis, Paula bit her lip and decisively raised her hand. In her palm spun five rapidly rotating fire blades, a sign of her determination to try rather than retreat.Seeing her resolve, the onlookers grew attentive, their anticipation palpable.The five second-tier Fire Blades in Paula’s hand began spinning faster, showing signs of merging into a single, cohesive fiery wheel.However, courage couldn’t quell her nerves. The Fire Wheel was uneven, fluctuating between cohesion and separation, on the verge of exploding prematurely.Osiris grew agitated, nearly shouting in frustration. Memphis, on the other hand, merely furrowed his brows slightly and instructed calmly:"Release it."Whoosh.Pa
Chapter 760:
At this moment, he swung his hand forward, sending the half-meter Fire Wheel hurtling toward the wooden dummy stationed at the enemy's position. Upon impact, it exploded with a deafening roar, unleashing eight massive arcs of fire that engulfed a 40-meter radius in a fiery inferno.The continuous burning effect became evident. Even in the barren clearing, where nothing substantial remained, flames roared with increasing intensity. Each second saw the fire spreading wider, melting sand and gravel into molten sludge. The fiery devastation painted the sky crimson with its overwhelming heat.The surrounding team members watched the scene in stunned silence, their bodies trembling. If such an attack were directed at them, there would be no escape—they’d be reduced to charred remains in seconds.Osiris pointed at the massive blaze in the distance and said:"This is nearly the maximum power of the third-tier Fire Blade that I can unleash. Both the inward compression and outward release forms
Chapter 759:
Once connected, he followed Osiris's steps, using his willpower to continuously enhance his control over the skill.After ten seconds, the Fire Blade indeed shrank in size, turned blue, increased in pressure, and spun twice as fast as before.Seeing this, the team member grinned widely and laughed: “It works! Haha, it works! I did it!"However, as he laughed, the fiery blade began to wobble uncontrollably. Within moments, it lost its compressed state with a faint puff and reverted to normal—even showing signs of extinguishing.Osiris, witnessing this, roared angrily: “Focus! Stay focused! Damn it, do you want to kill someone? If you release a half-baked compressed strike, it's more dangerous than a basic attack. It might even explode on the spot! You're training, not fooling around—what the hell are you laughing about?"His frustration was justified. Osiris had endured countless explosions while perfecting Fire Wheel, and the mere thought of it triggered his lingering trauma.Luckily,
Chapter 758:
Osiris wanted those wielding Fire Blade to master the skill to the point where the first dummy could burn entirely without the second dummy being affected by the "continuous burning" effect.Why? So that melee fighters working alongside ranged attackers wouldn’t be hindered by friendly fire, wouldn’t fear being accidentally struck, and wouldn’t be obstructed by or trapped behind flaming zombies.The official member who had just been scolded by Osiris failed this test. His Fire Blade strike produced six flaming blades. Five ignited the first dummy, while one mistakenly hit the second dummy, reducing both to ashes.If the second dummy had been a melee teammate fighting on the front lines, it would have been a case of accidental manslaughter.At this point, Osiris stepped into the training area. The logistics crew, understanding his intentions, quickly replaced the burnt dummies with two fresh ones, setting them up within the target circle.The new dummies were placed just 15 cm apart. N
Chapter 757:
Setting aside the reconnaissance report, Memphis turned to two documents on his desk. One was a criminal wanted notice from Harbor Line District, with Gemma’s name prominently listed, and the other was a communique regarding facilitating contact for the relatives of surviving residents.After a careful 10-minute review, Memphis assigned two tasks to Amanda for execution.The final item on his evening agenda was reviewing the combat footage of Jarred versus the mutated snake.Picking up the video recorder, Memphis yawned as he played back the scene of a two-legged human and a legless reptile locked in an intense chase."This snake looks pretty strong…”"Is this a water snake?”“Spitting venom like that... nasty.”“Damn, it’s fast as hell…”“If it were chasing me, I’d be screwed immediately…”“What? That Void Strike, a fourth-tier skill, is insane…”“I wonder how snake meat tastes…”“Grilled, it tastes grilled. Boiled, it tastes boiled…”“I’ve heard snake-infused liquor is excellent…”“
Chapter 756:
The consequences were too severe for anyone to risk. Even the most greedy wouldn’t dare.And for those thinking they could abscond with the skill? Escape where? Lakeside? That was laughable. How far could they run? For how long?Memphis activated the gray-white skill, carefully focusing on it. In an instant, a mechanical system voice echoed in his ears:"Ding! Fourth-tier active skill: 'Tiger Lost in the Plains.' Skill attribute: Creates a suppression zone with a 10-meter radius around the user. Enemies entering this zone cannot deal critical damage to the user and take an additional 10-30% random damage from the user's attacks. Skill consumption: 10 stamina, 5 intellect. Skill duration: 10 seconds. Skill cooldown: 60 seconds. Can be enhanced and advanced."As the mechanical voice faded, Memphis couldn't help but feel an odd expression crossing his face."Seriously, how can a skill name sound this 'dramatic'?""'Tiger Lost in the Plains'—clearly derived from the idiom 'A tiger humbled
Chapter 755:
In the world of the underworld, one’s fate isn’t entirely their own.In the world of skills, abilities aren’t entirely one’s own.In the world of zombies, existence isn’t entirely their own.These days, even being a zombie isn’t easy.Zombies must endure various constraints, unable to "live" as they please.Even if they remain still, they instinctively feel hunger and are driven to seek humans to devour. Once they find humans, they risk being destroyed. Even if they don’t actively hunt, humans will seek them out to kill, drawn by the experience and resources they carry. Their very existence is intrinsically tied to the underworld.If there’s no food, they can starve, hiding lazily in backyards without provoking anyone. They could choose to avoid the world, gaze at the sky and ground, and resolve to be kind and virtuous zombies. But even then, they aren’t free. Zombies that sit quietly like tame dogs will still be dragged off by Manipulation Types to act as errand runners, unaware of w
Chapter 754:
The zombie-attracting waves emitted by the Manipulation Type, Manipulate M3 Dragon Light, were expanding. Its ability to replenish its forces suggested its war machine’s sustainability, with no risk of depleting resources.The report ended there, leaving Memphis deep in thought, his brows tightly knitted.With its current arsenal, Hope Town was unlikely to withstand the 110,000-strong zombie horde.The Soul Suppression attacks from M3 had an exceptionally long range. Meanwhile, Hope Town’s long-range firepower consisted of only three 2a28 Grom cannons, which were far too sparse. The remaining weaponry lacked sufficient range, forcing them into mid- or close-range combat—a perilous endeavor.“
