Cloudy Town, Zombie Hill.With Big Black Dog’s assistance, Timon’s group had significantly sped up their digging efforts. In just eight hours, they had managed to dig a tunnel over 600 meters long—an impressive feat.The pitch-black, dumb dog didn't know if it was born under the sign of the dog or the rat, but once it started digging, it couldn’t stop. With the help of 31 Superhumans continuously softening the earth, it worked harder and faster, seemingly with endless energy. Others had to take shifts after digging for 30 minutes, but this dog worked tirelessly from start to finish.One of the remarkable traits of non-human creatures was their nearly boundless stamina. Level 1 zombies could walk for 19 days straight, without food, water, or sleep, and still not be exhausted. At low or medium intensities, they never ran out of energy. Humans, on the other hand, would be out of breath after just a 10-kilometer walk or a set of 100 push-ups.The mutated dog was the same, as long as it wa
This was his method for containing the M2 creature under the hills of Sunny Hills, preventing it from causing any harm. Even if 20,000 or 40,000 zombies gathered above, it wouldn’t be able to use its skill to unleash Soul Suppression. They could easily approach it through the tunnel whenever they wished.Memphis dusted off his hands and smirked, muttering: “Lucky you don’t need to breathe, or I’d have to ask a doctor to drill a hole right through your throat.”The nearby zombies: “hearing" this, became even more frenzied and charged forward to protect their master.From beneath his feet, Memphis pulled out a metal case, stuffed the struggling Level 24 M2 inside, and then glanced around at the wildly howling creatures in the room.Watching the riotous zombies, he scoffed lightly and waved his hand, sending a barrage of ice shards imbued with Soul Suppression skills hurtling toward the iron cages. Though the shards themselves didn’t cause much damage, upon shattering, they unleashed a d
Seeing Memphis approach, several combat squad members and team leaders stood to attention and saluted according to protocol. Memphis returned the salute with equal seriousness, then bent down to inspect the bodies of the two creatures below, and asked Gemma in a low voice:"Report."“Yes, sir…”According to her report, Memphis gradually pieced together the sequence of events.This team had been carrying out a mission in the Iron Stone Township area. While clearing a mini-mart, they encountered this P2-level 21 zombie. There weren’t too many zombies around it, and none showed signs of being controlled or organized, so they had little trouble taking down the creatures.Gemma, as a high-ranking officer, had received orders the previous night. All zombies above level 20 were to be dissected to search for suspicious traits, particularly among the Power type. They were to retrieve mana stones and also check for signs of Manipulate development.This P2-level 21 zombie faced the same treatmen
The five people below snapped out of their daze upon hearing this, each struggling to suppress the tremors and fear rising within, gasping as if they were drowning. Only after half a minute of recollecting themselves and calming down did they regain a semblance of lifeEach of them cast a horrified glance at Memphis seated in the main chair before quickly averting their eyes to look at the documents on the table, the power socket on the wall, the patterns on the opposite chair – anything to avoid meeting his gaze, while inwardly trembling from the pressure he emitted"This leader Jackman..."The gray-haired old man in the front row murmured, expressing his thoughts. He was the most visibly unsettled, yet also the quickest to recover. After all, he was seasoned, having faced numerous storms in his life, he might be afraid, but he would not panic. Taking a deep breath, he spoke solemnly"Memphis, I am Sherwin Gibbs...""Call me Leader Jackman."Memphis waved off the old man's words indi
The documents Memphis handed over were examined by each of the five in turn, and their faces quickly turned ashenThis was precisely the real situation of the Lakeside base, including information gathered yesterday and fresh updates from this morning's report. Of course, it contained both facts and rumors, truths and speculations, all things they recognized immediately. But, altogether, it was indeed the actual situation.Memphis lifted his cup of tea, took a sip, and immediately spat it out, exclaiming loudly,“How did this tea suddenly become so terrible? Someone, bring me fresh tea—absolutely no low-quality ingredients, it must be Renaissance tea.”"Your governance is so secure here, your laws so strict, surely, the tea you brew must be ‘delicious,’" Memphis said.This was precisely the message Memphis intended to convey, and Sherwin got it loud and clear.A staff member quickly came in to make fresh tea, and soon, a fragrant aroma filled the room. Despite using the same water and
The room was positioned right in the heart of Sunny Hills, as if at the center of a sphere, getting to this room from outside would require digging down at least 300 meters.Memphis placed the case containing the Level 24 M2 on a high earthen platform, then meticulously arranged explosives around it, totaling 200 pounds of black powder.One PG-9V round they typically used contained around 0.322 kg of Hexogen explosive—less than a pound, yet powerful enough to destroy a tank.Though Hexogen was stronger than black powder, and the structure of the artillery shell was optimized to penetrate armor, 200 kg of black powder could still demolish several tanks, more than enough to kill anything the size of a tank.With numerous gasoline bombs and gas canisters scattered around and the confined space, if anything ignited, the shockwave would compress and concentrate in one place.Even the ancestor of a Level 32 Eat-3 wouldn’t survive here, let alone a regular Eat-3.Memphis opened the case, rev
When Memphis entered, the twenty or so people in the room stopped their discussions and rose to greet him in unison."Chief.""Chief."Memphis walked toward the main seat, each step steady, then sat down. He took in the varied expressions from each person—excitement, anticipation, nervousness, admiration, reverence... A complex web of emotions that stirred a sense of profound reflection within him.Hope Township had never been as strong as it was now. Each person here was at least level 13, equal to Memphis when he first faced the battles on the three boule
Memphis scanned the room, his ears catching the vibrant, excited cheers of nearly a thousand people outside the door. He finally understood the strange restlessness in the room."Really feel like casting a Soul Suppression combined with Dominance Aura on this lazy bunch…" he thought with frustration, tempted to lash out. Instead, he waved his hand dismissively."Alright, we’ll discuss other issues later. Thank you for your hard work, the meeting is now—""Understood!""Yes, sir!"Before he even finished, Wylie shouted his response, rushing for the door, followed by Jarred Lawton, Allan Powell, Osiris Byrne, Maggie Mark, Travis Tate… Within seconds, only a handful of people remained."A bunch of disorderly, lazy fools, hooligans, no discipline at all…" Memphis cursed under his breath. Important matters were still pending, and new tasks hadn’t even been assigned, yet these people already thought about entertainment. He’d baited them with a comment, and no one had stepped forward with an