But Lucas wasn't escaping.He wasn't that stupid.Gabriel obviously had a way of tracking him.And even if he made it to Base C, the probability of them running into each other was high.He didn't want to provoke the psycho.He just hoped that Gabriel's interest in him would die quickly and he would leave him alone.Lucas scanned the area from a high-rise building.It was day three of the apocalypse.Incheon, which was a bustling city that welcomed foreigners from all over the world, now lay in ruins.The city stretched all the way his eyes could see. Towering skyscrapers leaned at impossible angles.Entire streets had collapsed, filled with pothole craters. Wild plants with tenacious roots grew at the side of the roads and running along concrete buildings.From where he stood, Lucas had a good view of where the dungeon gate he entered had appeared.Now it looked like every other street without any abnormality.The only way to clear a dungeon was to find its core and destroy it. If th

"I am a friend of your father," Lucas smiled. His voice was filled with sincerity.Of course he was lying. He had never even seen the latter before.The little boy looked at him with disbelieving eyes. His gaze slowly shifted to the pole in Lucas's hands. The small body shivered, pulling into itself like a snail shrinking into his shell."Oh, this... Don't worry. I was just using it to take care of the bad guys." Lucas noticed his stare. He tossed the bloodied pole with suspicious yellow liquid sticking to it aside, putting up an innocent and harmless look. "Don't worry. This uncle is not a bad person and won't harm you."The kid remained still."It is cold in there, isn't it?" The inside of the narrow drainage was damp, with walls covered with slick brown moss glistening with moisture.A draft of cold air blew through the tunnel. He could feel the low temperature just by standing at the entrance alone.Henry's body let out a violent shudder, as if reacting to Lucas's words. His shoe

Unlike Gabriel, Lucas was familiar with what the sound represented. Either the formation of a dungeon or a dungeon collapse.Neither of the two situations was exactly good news, but the latter was even more dangerous.Lucas soon relaxed. It has just been a few days since the apocalypse. A dungeon takes between 10 and 15 days before it collapses depending on its grade; therefore, it couldn't have been a dungeon collapsing."You are done, right?" Gabriel stood by the blinds. He was probably concerned about the development."Hold on." Lucas walked back to the kitchen. His eyes briefly scanned around and then locked on the wooden block on the counter.The slots of the wooden block held different kinds and sizes, which is nice.Lucas picked a normal kitchen knife. The edges gleamed with a sharp glint.It wasn't the best, but it was good enough.He returned to the living room and faced Henry, who was sitting on the couch silently."Henry. You have to be quiet, okay? He saw the little boy

"Uh...uncle...uncle..." Lucas felt Zoe picking him from behind. "Uncle, why aren't you saying anything?" He snapped out of the daze and resumed his indifferent look. "Lucas. My name is Lucas, and the little one's name is Henry." Hearing his name being called, Henry looked up. He was still holding the chocolate Lucas handed to him. Nibbling on it bit by bit. As if afraid it would finish. "You have a kid!" Zoe's eyes widen in surprise. She shot Lucas a meaningful look. "Uncle, I didn't know you were married!" "I am not married." Lucas pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He shot her an irritated look. "And why do you keep calling me uncle? I just turned twenty-one this year. We shouldn't be that far apart in age." "Really, Uncle? But you actually look like you are approaching your thirties." Zoe blinked at him innocently. Lucas scowled at her in response. He felt that she was trolling him. Or did he really look thirty? He sensed Gabriel's eyes shift to him.

Walking around the heavy machinery that remained untouched over the years, they came to an open area.Small iron cages lined the corridor. The cages were brown for rust and resembled items used for transporting livestock.But instead of animals, live, breathing humans were crammed into them.In the middle of the open space were straw mats laid across the floor.They were set out in a way that made it seem like a makeshift stage. The mats were stained with blood and other suspicious liquid that gave rise to a sense of repulsion.It didn't take much to guess what it was used for.It was like a livestock farm. But worse.Zoe trembled at the sight.The women after they were freed didn't move at first.Their face was aghast, and their eyes were dim. They carried a collective sense of misery.The harm they suffered was obvious.Lucas frowned. Their will to live must be very low at the moment.The woman they saved first said something to them, and only then did they move out of the cages. S