All Chapters of Apocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources?: Chapter 731
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Chapter 722:
While waiting for the Dagger team members to investigate the number of hidden Strength Types, Memphis turned to Rosa and asked: “Do you know of any places where women might gather—specifically pregnant women?"Rosa, still weak and exhausted from several days of starvation, thought for a moment before answering honestly: “I'm not entirely sure, but Dr. Lovez and Dr. Myers run a large clinic not far from here. My sister-in-law went there for her prenatal checkups."Memphis's eyes lit up. "Of course.” he thought. He had completely overlooked the obvious—hospitals and clinics would be the first places to check for pregnant women, especially since the apocalypse struck during working hours, so they were likely open.A few minutes later, the radio crackled with a report: the team had located four Power1s and one Power2 in the residential complex. However, many rooms were tightly sealed, with curtains drawn, making it impossible for the drones to scan effectively.Memphis wasn’t overly disap
Chapter 723:
The sound of water splashing echoed inside a fashion store turned makeshift hideout. While Rosa bathed in the store's restroom, Memphis wasn’t idle. He laid out a spread of food on the table and began eating with gusto. His recovery stat, bolstered by the meat of a level-18 mutant fish, had reached a solid 45 points. At this rate, he was recovering 1 stamina and 1 intelligence every 2 minutes, and if he relaxed and closed his eyes, it would improve to 1 recovery every 40 seconds. This was an incredible rate. "If only my recovery stat hit 60 points.” he muttered between bites. "I could sustain mid-level combat indefinitely without worrying about running out of potential. I wonder what kind of recovery-class skill my profession will unlock..." As Memphis continued
Chapter 724:
After ten minutes of observation, his brows furrowed deeply. There wasn’t a single rat or cockroach in sight. "Could this really be the target...?" He stepped back about a kilometer and spoke into his radio in a low voice: “Deploy drones to the intersection of LB1 and HG Streets." Following his command, three drones buzzed into the air. Through the radio, Memphis issued several instructions before leaping backward, retreating further. No sane person would provoke a hornet’s nest and remain nearby to get stung. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. At Hope Town, there was that one
Chapter 725:
When direct questioning didn’t work, she resorted to provoking Memphis, needling him with a statement so absurd it would compel him to counter with his knowledge. Through this, she could glean more about the force that had terrorized the Mộc family for the past 24 days. She assumed Memphis was trying to draw her attention with his aloof and cool demeanor. Thus, she struck at his apparent need to showcase himself, creating an opportunity for him to display his knowledge while she quietly absorbed it for free. For the privileged, wealth isn’t solely about material possessions or money. Material wealth is fleeting, intellectual wealth endures. Only by wielding knowledge effectively can successive generations maintain their social standing and prosperity.
Chapter 726:
Before them, waves of frost and tiny snowflakes formed and solidified rapidly. The external spiritual force clashing against the Ice Armor caused it to tremble faintly, depleting four points of Memphis's intelligence. Nevertheless, it absorbed the attack entirely. The assault wasn’t particularly strong, even if it had landed, it wouldn’t have caused significant harm. A few seconds later, the mournful wailing finally reached their location. Memphis, long accustomed to the eerie and deranged cadence of such sounds, remained unfazed. Rosa, on the other hand, turned pale as a sheet, her eyes wide with terror as if she had encountered the most horrifying thing in her life. The attack subsided after about two seconds. The Ice Armor dissipated, leaving behind faint trac
Chapter 727:
The northernmost region of Renaissance County, Cloudy Town.Allan stood on an elevated vantage point in Zone C, his eyes fixed on Zone B, his expression growing heavier by the moment.The boundary wall had thinned to just 33 meters—a reduction of 8 meters after a single day of rest. If this trend continued, in four days, the zombies from Dragon Light County would breach the defenses.Not that four days were needed; the zombies were already infiltrating. In just two hours since morning, Allan had tallied 1,200 zombies successfully crossing the wall, including one terrifying F2 Level 29 mutant. Across all of Renaissance, no one could stand against such a creature—it would kill anyone who dared confront it in an instant.At that moment, the radio clipped to his waist crackled with a signal."Captain, we've lost contact with Anton Powell's team."Hearing this, Allan's pupils contracted sharply.Anton, eager to redeem himself for his prior misdeeds involving embezzlement, had volunteered t
Chapter 728:
Choosing to personally lead a search mission contradicted the stability Allan typically embodied. Moreover, it directly opposed the responsibilities entrusted to him by higher-ups. Outwardly composed, Allan was undoubtedly battling a storm within. As the highest-ranking officer, Allan was responsible for the safety and welfare of nearly 100 personnel. Stepping away from his position to focus on a less critical mission jeopardized the overarching priorities of the group. This choice signaled instability. Balancing the weight of six lives against nearly a hundred, the disparity in importance was stark. Allan might argue that the hundred were safe while the six faced immediate danger, but why not delegate the task? What if Anton wasn’t among the missing? This inconsistenc
Chapter 729:
Memphis's decision to appoint Gemma as captain of the third company, aside from assigning a woman to lead other women, stemmed primarily from her deep conviction in protecting her subordinates and her unwavering hatred of zombies.Among the senior officers, Gemma was unique. While she had not lost family to the war, she had endured the most profound psychological impact from witnessing its horrors.She hated zombies more than anyone else and loathed her own perceived weakness even more. If only her blade had been sharper, her strike more precise, that F2 Level 21 zombie might have died, and no one else would have had to. She sought revenge for Raymond Lee, Samir, and everyone else who had fallen.Memphis valued this mindset above all else. He needed Gemma to instill the same resolve and hatred for zombies in the women under her command.Women, by nature, are often more emotionally vulnerable. Whether they like it or not, they tend to cry more easily, feel more hurt, spiral into despai
Chapter 730:
Memphis publicly punished corruption, a perfect opportunity to cut down a commander or at least suppress credibility. Yet Memphis refrained, affirming his commitment to protection.Memphis appointed two battalion leaders instead of three, willingly sidelining Wylie to elevate Lazarus, granting him command in an official capacity. He was not left as a mere figurehead—this was a testament to sincerity.Memphis entrusted Jarred with handling the Lakeside issue, while Lazarus and Jarred jointly led the military security division, affirming a promise of high-level consultation rights.Most importantly, Memphis allowed Lazarus to lead the strongest forces, the most seasoned and critical core team, through Whiskey County, where Lakeside forces were stationed—a profound gesture of trust.Even the central forces were entrusted to Lazarus, stationed at the lion’s mouth. With such faith, who could question the authenticity of his deputy commander position?Ten minutes after the drones took fligh
Chapter 731:
For two sides to connect smoothly, a common ground, a strong conduit, was essential. A former soldier was the perfect conduit. Being appointed deputy commander of a secessionist organization made him even more suitable. This man was the only one who could earn a degree of trust from both factions. "Memphis... Thank you." Lazarus muttered these heartfelt words to himself. He understood that his leader was giving him a chance to rid himself of his deepest guilt. He had been tormenting himself as a traitor. But if he could personally establish the bridge, allowing the two sides of Grieving River to re