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
Throwing the matter to the back of his mind, he picked up the next document."Devouring Type advancing to level 33, truly fast… It’s been lured another 4 kilometers north, currently about 9km from the zombie hill and 7km from Crimson Flame Town’s center...""E3’s lifestyle traits include… innate ability traits include… It reacts even to inanimate objects approaching nearby, like drones...""The canned food factory on the outskirts of Crimson Flame Town has had all surrounding zombies cleared, and the production lines are mostly preserved."Wylie’s report was very thorough and detailed. Mm, at the current location, unless the Devouring Type misses home and wants to suddenly "visit.” no matter what they do around Crimson Flame Town, it’ll be hard for it to detect anything.This still requires close monitoring of E3’s movements, once the zombie horde in Sunny Hills successfully gathers, they’ll lead that creature there, letting the zombies and the creature fight each other, constantly we
In the middle of the stage, six dancers, scantily clad, performed eye-catching routines, their moves both frenzied and provocative. A somewhat well-known singer, holding a microphone, ran around the stage interacting with the raised hands below:"Come on, everyone, let's shout together...""Whoo whoo whoo...""Ohhh ohhh ohhh...""Go, go, go...""Xena White, I love you..."The crowd, fueled by the singer’s rallying, seemed to be in a frenzy. Hundreds of voices rose in wild cheers, uniting in an ecstatic outburst. People even threw ration vouchers, dried food, and turbo boots onto the stage as support. A black two-piece bra was tossed on stage, sending the atmosphere into an explosive, chaotic fervor."Whoo whoo whoo...""More drinks!""Aaaaah...""Hey hey..."Sound, lights, visuals, colors, scents, touch, ambiance, connection, effects—endorphins, adrenaline, testosterone, oxytocin—all of it melded into a roaring symphony of human experience.Nearly a thousand people were now releasing
“It seems like only these two still call me 'Master' in all of Hope Town. Sigh…”Memphis sighed as he glanced back, and beside him, Bridget and Brigitte shivered slightly with excitement. How long had it been? Seven days? Seventy days? Seven hundred days? Memphis was finally calling them into his room again. In the past, it was almost customary for him to summon them each evening to open item cards—a time filled with joy and happiness.Now, as members of Gemma's squad, they knew much more about the extraordinary world, no longer innocent or unaware, yet their anticipation remained just as vivid.Their master hadn’t forgotten them. He still wanted their help.“Yes ~”“Yes ~”The room’s door opened, and Memphis led the two attendants inside. Naturally, the other two were there as well. It seemed tonight, they weren’t asleep—maybe because the music outside was too loud?Seeing Memphis return, Sarah quickly removed her glasses and stood up from behind the desk, while Shaina paused her emb