Chapter: Chapter 100 The Biggest QuestThe sleek, anonymous sedan Zaid had hired felt like a spaceship transporting him to another dimension. The driver had been given only an address in the gleaming Gulf District, a place of shimmering towers and silent wealth. The revelation about the Blue Card and Bassam’s unjust exclusion had cast a long shadow over everything, including the Players Meeting. Was this just another exclusive club for the “profitable,” or was it something else? The cold, clinical language of the system’s invitation offered no clues.He paid the driver and stepped out onto the immaculate sidewalk, facing the Al-Andalus Conference Center. It wasn’t a loud, public venue; it was a fortress of tinted glass and polished steel, whispering of private deals and high-level meetings. Alone, he felt acutely like an impostor, a teenager from a modest apartment block walking into the heart of corporate power.A man in a dark, tailored suit stood by a discreet side entrance, holding a tablet. As Zaid approached, the ma
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: Chapter 99 SystemsThe gleaming promise of the Players meeting invitation was still humming in Zaid’s veins, a counterweight to the sobering reality of real estate prices. He walked through the school corridors during the final clean-up day before summer break with a new sense of belonging. He was a Blue Card holder now. The institution had recognized him.He needed to pick up a corrected physics paper from Mr. Nassar, a younger, notoriously rigorous teacher who had never been warm to anyone, regardless of status. Zaid approached the open door of the science office. He was about to knock when he heard his own name spoken in a low, frustrated tone inside.“…Zaid Al Khatat, yes. I know he’s your new Blue Card, Fadi.”It was Mr. Nassar’s voice. Zaid froze, his hand poised in the air.Another voice, calmer, belonging to the History teacher who had so helpfully hinted about northern invasions, replied. “Now, Nassar, don’t be difficult. The boy worked hard. He pulled his grades up spectacularly.”“He pulled t
Last Updated: 2025-12-28
Chapter: Chapter 98 A New DreamThe celebration was a warm, tangible thing, so different from the digital noise that usually surrounded him.At home, his mother had transformed their modest apartment. The table groaned under the weight of his favorite dishes, maqluba, grape leaves, kabsa, it was a feast fit for a conquering hero.Sami and Zaid stared at the food, soon the awkwardness of their long silence dissolved in the shared triumph of good report cards. For a few hours, there were no cameras, no contracts, just the sound of laughter, his mother’s proud tears, and the simple, profound pleasure of being celebrated by the people who mattered most.After Sami retreated to his room and the dishes were washed, Zaid finally checked his phone. It vibrated with a sustained, joyful hum. Social media notifications cascaded down his screen, hundreds, then thousands of congratulatory messages on his post about the Blue Card. Among the sea of followers were verified blue ticks: famous Arab gaming streamers, lifestyle influe
Last Updated: 2025-12-27
Chapter: Chapter 97 Academic EmergencyThe fiasco with the Eco-Warrior shoot acted as a final, jarring alarm bell. The absurdity of it, the glued-on twigs, the shaggy lynx suit, the transactional compromise bonus, cut through the noise of his identity crisis. It clarified one thing: he was wasting mental energy on a part-time job that saw him as a prop, while the foundational work of his actual future was crumbling. Final exams loomed like a dark mountain range on the horizon, and the conditional promise of the Blue Card felt more fragile than ever.He cornered Khamees after their last class. "I need a break. From everything. No shoots, no videos, no channel strategy. Until exams are over."Khamees, for once, didn't argue, calculate or strategize. He saw the determined exhaustion in Zaid's eyes and simply nodded. "Done. I'll handle any inquiries. You're on academic lockdown. Just tell me when you need food."The academic lockdown took shape that very evening in Khamees's room. Textbooks and note papers covered every surf
Last Updated: 2025-12-26
Chapter: Chapter 96 Silly PhotoshootThe frantic, humiliating chase through the school halls with a janitor’s stick left Zaid feeling more foolish than empowered. The hollow feeling had returned, now tinged with a deep sense of absurdity. He had tried to be a fighter, then a masculine powerhouse, and both attempts had ended in chaos. Retreating to his room, he felt adrift, unsure of what version of himself to even attempt next.The call came as he was staring blankly at a textbook, the words swimming on the page. It was from a number labeled “Sphinx Productions,” a name Khamees had saved after a vague inquiry a week prior. The voice on the other end was brisk and professional.“Zaid? This is Maya from Sphinx. We’re shooting a high-concept campaign tomorrow for ‘Eco-Warrior Wear,’ a new sustainable line. The client loved your authentic look. Are you available?”Still in his post-chase stupor, and feeling the gnawing need to be professional, to prove he could just do a job without it becoming a personal crisis, Zaid agreed
Last Updated: 2025-12-25
Chapter: Chapter 95 FuryThe hollow feeling left by the fight didn't dissipate; it simply changed shape, morphing from confusion into a stubborn, grinding determination. If the world and the sneering Blue Cards saw him as a "pretty boy," a fragile thing made of skincare and camera angles, then he would simply rebuild himself into something they couldn't mock. He would become undeniably masculine.His search for a new path led him down a digital rabbit hole. Late at night, instead of editing or studying, he scoured the internet. He found a world of "looksmaxxing" and "mewing," of intense gym compilations set to aggressive music, of men with jawlines like granite slabs discussing "frame" and "presence." These videos preached a gospel of hyper-masculine transformation through sheer, brutal will. It was the opposite of the subtle, careful skincare routine. This was about force.The next afternoon, he found Hosam in his room, already mid-set, veins popping on his forehead. Zaid waited until Hosam racked the heavy
Last Updated: 2025-12-24
The Awakening Of The Last Knight.
In an alternative universe wars are taking place between humans and ghouls.
A thousand years ago, humans built a siege to keep the ghouls trapped inside and stop them from attacking human villages. Fifty years ago, the siege cracked, and ghouls flooded the human world, destroying many cities.
They disguise themselves as humans or animals when they infiltrate cities. Then, they reveal their true forms, attack, and burn everything to the ground.
Scientists built a barrier system to keep ghouls out, and governments trained warriors to use high-tech devices to fight them. The strongest group of warriors, who fought bravely for the last decade, are called the Knights of Askalan. They fought the battle that took place ten years ago, protecting their city from ghouls, and are now the heroes and protectors of the city.
Ali is a 21-year-old fresh graduate. On the day of his graduation, he was having fun with his friends and taking pictures during the ceremony when ghouls attacked from the sea. Somehow they broke the barrier.
His friends were killed while trying to escape. He went to check on his family, but two of his brothers had been killed while defending his mother and younger sister, and his father was injured. He tried to get them to safety amid the chaos, but they were trapped. So, he decided to sacrifice himself, leading the ghouls away from his family. The ghouls surrounded him and attacked one by one. Just as he thought he was finished, a system screen appeared, giving him a choice: start over the day with new armor or carry on and die.
Read
Chapter: Chapter 348 Striking DealsThe heavy silence in the dojang’s main hall was oppressive, broken only by the distant hum of Seoul’s traffic and the soft, defeated groans from Marwan and Laith as they picked themselves up off the unforgiving wooden floor. They sat slumped against the wall, a trio of dejected would-be disciples. The grand narrative of their journey, seeking ancient wisdom at the hands of a legendary master had crumbled into the farcical reality of being effortlessly humiliated by a grumpy old man who seemed to view them as an annoying financial transaction.The minutes stretched into an hour. The initial shock of their defeat settled into a dull, gnawing frustration. It was Laith who finally broke the quiet, his voice a plaintive grumble. “I’m starving.”Marwan let out a long, weary sigh that seemed to come from the soles of his feet. He pushed himself up, his body protesting. “I saw a small supermarket a few blocks back when we were getting lost for the fifth time. I’ll go get some cheap ingredien
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: Chapter 347 The Face OffThe dawn in Seoul was a cold, grey affair, seeping into their sparse storage room through a single, high window. They woke to the distant sounds of a city already in motion, their bodies aching from the hard floor and the weight of disappointment. Without a word, they performed their wudu with bottled water in the tiny, icy bathroom, then laid out their prayer mats in a row on the dusty floor. The familiar, silent ritual of Fajr prayer in this strange, unwelcoming place was a small anchor, a piece of home they carried within them.After prayers, fueled by a mix of determination and a desperate need to prove their worth, they began their own warm-up. The main training hall, which they hadn't even properly seen the night before, was vast, empty, and freezing. Their breaths came out in plumes of white vapor as they started to run laps around the perimeter, the sound of their footfalls echoing in the hollow space. They moved through a rigorous regimen of dynamic stretches, push-ups, sit-u
Last Updated: 2025-12-28
Chapter: Chapter 346 Meeting Master KimThe transition from the familiar, sun-baked streets of their homeland to the vast, neon-drenched, orderly chaos of Seoul was a sensory shock that left all three of them reeling. Ali, Marwan, and Laith stumbled out of Incheon Airport into a world of towering glass spires, streams of immaculate traffic, and a language that sounded like rapid-fire music utterly devoid of meaning. Their confidence, built on dreams and duffel bags, began to crack at the edges within the first hour.The address for Master Kim Sung-kyu’s dojang, painstakingly written down by Hazim from a memory over a decade old, was their holy grail. It was supposed to be in the Mapo district, a place of traditional homes and old-school gyms.Navigating the efficient, yet utterly incomprehensible, Seoul subway system was their first trial. They missed stops, took trains in the wrong direction, and argued fiercely over the colorful, bewildering maps. By the time they emerged above ground in what they hoped was Mapo, they wer
Last Updated: 2025-12-27
Chapter: Chapter 345 Training Trip To KoreaThe air in the small apartment was thick with the scent of anticipation and fresh laundry. A half-packed duffel bag lay open on Laith’s bed, surrounded by neatly folded training gear, a Korean phrasebook, and a collection of well-worn martial arts manuals. Laith hummed a tuneless melody as he meticulously checked and re-checked his list, the thrill of the impending journey to Seoul a constant buzz under his skin. This was it. Training at the source. Meeting the legendary Master Kim. Finally stepping out of his brothers’ long shadows and into a forge of his own choosing.The front door opened and closed. Hazim’s familiar, solid footsteps echoed in the hallway. Laith bounded out of his room, his face alight with excitement. “Did you get it?”Hazim stood in the living room, looking slightly weary but with a softness around his eyes. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a thick, plain white envelope. He held it out to Laith
Last Updated: 2025-12-26
Chapter: Chapter 344 The Group GrowsThe return journey from the desolate train yard to the relative safety of the city was conducted in a heavy, contemplative silence. The three armored figures in the van, white, yellow, and crimson—were like statues, the adrenaline of the fight having bled away, leaving behind the cold residue of its implications. In the back, Professor Riyad huddled under a thermal blanket, shivering more from shock than cold.Once inside the secure confines of the guild headquarters, the oppressive quiet broke. The armor was stowed, replaced by the familiar weight of concern. They gathered in a spartan briefing room, a pot of strong tea steaming in the center of the table.Hazim leaned forward, his gaze fixed on the Professor. "We need to know everything, Professor. Did you see anything? Hear anything that might identify them? Their purpose?"Professor Riyad took a slow sip of tea, his hands trembling slightly. He shook his head, a gesture of profound frustration. "They had a hood over my head from
Last Updated: 2025-12-25
Chapter: Chapter 343 Rescue TeamThe air in Ali’s new apartment-turned-workshop was thick with the acrid scent of fear and failure, a stark contrast to the smell of solder and ambition that usually filled the space. Ali paced like a caged animal, his hands clenching and unclenching. Fadi was hunched over a terminal, his face pale in the glow of multiple screens. Haneen stood by the window, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, a silent statue of worry.The door burst open, and Hazim and Laith entered, their arrival like a sudden, focused gust of wind. They didn't need to ask questions; Ali’s frantic call had painted the scene in stark, urgent colors."They took him," Ali said, the words raw. "I asked the Professor to come help me move the last of the heavy equipment from here to the new warehouse. We were loading the van, right out front. A black sedan. It just appeared. Two men jumped out, they were fast… too fast. They grabbed him, threw him in the back. I tried… I ran after them, I even threw a wrench at the re
Last Updated: 2025-12-24
Chapter: Chapter 73 A Devil's BargainThe satellite phone's chirp was a sound that always sent a jolt through Shihab, a tether to the most precious part of his heart that was far away. He answered it in the quiet of his quarters, his voice softening instantly. "Ayham?""Hey, brother," Ayham's voice came through, clearer and stronger than it had been in months. The background noise was the gentle crash of waves, a sound unimaginable in the dust of the city. "Just checking in. How's the empire building?"A genuine smile spread across Shihab's face. For the next half-hour, he talked. He didn't give a leader's report; he gave a brother's story. He told him about the wall, stone by backbreaking stone. He described Ibtihal and her tech, the clash and eventual fusion. He talked about the near-disaster at the landfill, leaving out no detail of his own foolishness, and the humbling rescue. He told him about Zayn and Layan, about Dr. Sami and the clay filters, about the football games in the dust. He painted a picture not just of s
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 72 A Real Team The journey back from the landfill was a somber affair, but the silence was soon broken by Karam. Leaning against the seat in the truck, he let out an exaggerated sigh.“You know,” he began, his voice carrying through the cabin, “I’ve seen some crazy plans. The bus jump. The fire extinguisher on the roof. But trying to bury a thousand zombies under a mountain of garbage by yourself? That’s a new level of… let’s call it ‘creative problem-solving.’”A low chuckle rippled through the others. Ibtihal, her face still smudged with gunpowder residue, shook her head with a wry smile. “Statistically, it was an intriguing model. The funneling theory was sound. The failure point was the reliance on a single-point detonation trigger without a redundant backup. A rookie mistake, really.”“A rookie mistake from our fearless leader,” Jalal added, his tone dry but not unkind. “Next time you decide to single-handedly re-engineer the local topography, maybe run the wiring diagram by the class first?”S
Last Updated: 2025-12-13
Chapter: Chapter 71 Saving The HeroThe pre-dawn air was cold and still, thick with the smell of damp earth and decay from the landfill bowl below. Shihab moved like a specter, placing Ibtihal’s acoustic emitters along the access road. Each one was set to activate in a staggered sequence, creating a piercing, irresistible siren song that would lead the dead on a forced march into his trap. In the narrow throat of the central trench, he and Jawad had spent the previous night secretly laying the electrostatic nets, their wires hidden under filth, connected to a single remote trigger in Shihab’s hand.He stood now on the northern rim, looking down at the silent pit. The zip-line was anchored behind him, its cable a faint glint in the gloom, leading to the safety of the opposite ridge where Jawad was supposedly positioned with a rifle. Shihab’s heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat of fear and grim determination.“It’s time,” he whispered to himself, and pressed the first button on his makeshift controller.
Last Updated: 2025-12-10
Chapter: Chapter 70 A Crazy Plan.The decision was made, the contract rejected. Yet, like a ghost, it lingered. It haunted Shihab in the quiet moments. As he walked the rising wall at dawn, the rhythmic clink of trowels on stone seemed to whisper a thousand, a thousand, a thousand. When he reviewed their ledgers with Ibtihal in the evenings, the columns of scarcity screamed for a solution the gold mine promised.He began a silent, obsessive study. He pored over their inventory lists—ammunition counts, fuel reserves, medical supplies dwindling faster than they could scavenge. He listened intently to the reports from the port traders, men who sailed between fledgling sanctuaries on Al Noor Island and elsewhere. They spoke of a new economy emerging from the ruins, one running on bullets, antibiotics, fuel, and precious metals. A single gold coin, one trader claimed with a glint in his eye, could buy a crate of penicillin or a ton of seed grain from the agricultural communes springing up in the south.He watched the child
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: Chapter 69 The Tough Choice The afternoon sun was warm, and the shouts of laughter were a medicine more potent than anything in the hospital. Shihab was in the middle of the dusty field that served as their football pitch, expertly dodging Zayn’s attempt to tackle him before passing the ball to a squealing Layan. The weight of command, the endless logistics of the wall, the silent pressure of a hundred lives depending on him—it all melted away in the simple, joyful chaos of the game. For a few precious minutes, he was just a big brother playing with the kids.Then, the world fractured at the edges. A familiar, cold blue light flickered, intruding upon the golden sunlight. The laughter, the shouts, the thud of the ball—all of it receded into a muffled hum as the translucent screen materialized directly in his line of sight.[New Contractual Proposal Generated]Objective: Eliminate one thousand (1000) zombies. Hostiles must be terminated within a 72-hour window following contract acceptance. Area of engagement is
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: Chapter 68 The Safe Zone The northern reservoir mission had been more than a success; it had been a fusion. The clean water flowing into the hideout's storage tanks symbolized something purer than hydration, it was the lifeblood of a newly unified community. No longer the "Peace Seekers" and "Team X," they were now one entity, with a shared purpose that demanded a monumental new task: not just defending a hideout, but securing a future.Standing on the roof of their headquarters, now buzzing with coordinated activity, Shihab addressed the assembled group. Over a hundred faces looked back at him, seasoned fighters, brilliant engineers, hardened scavengers, and hopeful newcomers. The scale of what he was about to propose was written in the weary but determined lines of their faces."We have water," Shihab began, his voice carrying easily in the quiet morning air. "We have food growing. We have skills, and now, we have true strength in numbers. But we are still just an island in a sea of chaos. The hordes grow,
Last Updated: 2025-12-07
