2026-08-18 12:31:29CHAPTER 9:
The moment Trogon the Desolator’s massive body went entirely cold, a metallic screech echoed throughout the Grand Plaza Mall. The heavy, reinforced emergency shutters that had sealed all the entrance gates and parking garage exits slowly ground upward, letting in the dim, ash-filtered light of the outside world. But along with the daylight came a massive global system prompt, flashing directly into the minds of every living human on Earth. [GLOBAL SYSTEM NOTICE] The First Regional Area Boss of Sector 4 has been cleared! Feature Unlocked: Global Leaderboard Status: Regional Rankings for Sector 4 (Human Faction) are now visible to all users. Mark narrowed his eyes as a new tab appeared on his blue holographic interface. He swiped his hand, opening the ranking screen. [Sector 4 Leaderboard: Top 5] 1. Mark Shola — Class: Beast Master | Level: 5 (Combat Power: 310) 2. Gideon Cross — Class: Shadow Assassin | Level: 3 (Combat Power: 115) 3. Rebecca Vance — Class: Holy Elementalist | Level: 3 (Combat Power: 108) 4. Tyler Stone — Class: Berserker | Level: 2 (Combat Power: 85) 5. Arthur Pendelton — Class: Iron Shield | Level: 2 (Combat Power: 78) Mark looked at his name sitting comfortably at the absolute pinnacle of the rankings. His combined combat power—factoring in his level and his three evolved beasts—was nearly triple that of the second-place user. But instead of feeling relieved, a cold look of caution settled over his features. In an apocalypse, being number one didn't just mean respect. It meant a massive, glowing target had been painted onto his back. Every greedy hunter, survival guild, and corrupt politician left in the city would soon be looking for Mark Shola—either to force him into submission or kill him to steal his equipment. Inside the jewelry store, the survivors were staring at their own screens, their frantic whispers filling the room. "Look at the board! Mark is number one in the whole sector!" "He's level 5 already? The next highest person is only level 3!" "We need to stay with him. If we stay close to Mark, the monsters won't dare touch us!" Mr. Shola, still kneeling on the floor under Shadow’s watchful, glowing red gaze, swallowed hard. His eyes darted to the top of the leaderboard, then down to search for his own name, which wasn't even in the top one hundred. The realization that his nineteen-year-old minimum-wage employee was now the most powerful entity in the region hit him like a physical blow. "L-Lord Mark..." Mr. Shola stammered, using the title Mark had forced upon him, his voice thick with fake humility. "The gates are open now. The system says we can leave the mall. Should we gather luxury items and head toward the military evacuation zone downtown? I heard over the emergency channels before the network crashed that the government is setting up a safe zone there." Mark walked to the edge of the ruined fountain, looking through the massive shattered glass doors toward the streets. The sight was chilling. Plumes of thick black smoke rose from burning skyscrapers. Overturned cars littered the highways, and the distant, echoing roars of massive monster packs drifted from the residential sectors. The sky was a bruised purple, new rifts still pulsing rhythmically in the clouds. "Downtown?" Mark laughed coldly, not turning around. "The city center is a trap. High population density means a high concentration of portals. Right now, that military zone is probably being swarmed by thousands of monsters. Going out there with fifty unarmed civilians is suicide." Mark turned around, his gaze sweeping over the terrified survivors cowering inside the jewelry shop. His voice became firm, carrying the absolute authority of a warlord. "We aren't leaving," Mark announced, his words echoing clearly through the square. "The Grand Plaza Mall has concrete walls, automated backup generators in the basement, three supermarkets filled with food supplies, and luxury stores packed with materials. Starting today, this mall is no longer a shopping center. It is my personal fortress." He stepped forward, his eyes locking onto the crowd. "If you want to stay here and eat my food under my protection, you will work for it. If you want to leave and try your luck with the military downtown, the doors are open. Get out now." Silence fell over the crowd. The survivors looked at each other, then out at the smoking, terrifying ruins of the city streets. Nobody moved toward the open gates. The choice was simple: stay inside a secure fortress with a Level 5 Beast Master and his mythical protectors, or run into a lawless wasteland filled with ravenous goblins and orcs. "Good," Mark said. "Mr. Shola, since you love management so much, you have a new job. Gather the ten strongest men in this room. You are going to clear the debris from the main entrances and reinforce the barricades using cars from the loading docks. If a single low-level goblin slips inside because of your lazy work, I will feed your B-Rank fire talent straight to Shadow as an evolution snack." Mr. Shola's face turned completely white. He scrambled to his feet, bowing frantically. "Yes, Lord Mark! Right away! I'll get them moving immediately!" As the manager scrambled to organize the panicked crowd, Mark turned his attention back to his interface. The ground floor of the mall was secure for now, but his [Shared Senses] passive was suddenly picking up strange vibrations from the upper levels of the building. The third-floor luxury cinemas and the underground parking structure were still dark, unmapped territories. A new system notification pinged in his mind, revealing a hidden sector quest.
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CHAPTER 28: The silence that stretched across the loading dock courtyard was heavier than the concrete walls of the mall itself.Four hundred silver-armored soldiers stood frozen, their knuckles white, their breath hitching in their throats as they looked from the shattered, glowing fragments of their Level 12 Solar Arch-Hound to the nineteen-year-old kid standing over their bleeding commander.Mark’s vertical, toxic green pupils slowly dilated, shifting back into cold, golden human rings as [Asura Symbiosis] entered its cooling phase. The organic iron-wire fibers beneath his skin faded, but the suffocating pressure radiating from his presence didn't drop a single point."Two," Mark said, his voice smooth, clear, and flat.Behind him, the air violently rippled. Zephyr, the twenty-four-foot Roc of the Void, descended from the crimson clouds, his massive wings of midnight-blue spatial glass folding with a heavy, metallic click. The arcs of violet gravity lig
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CHAPTER 25: The heavy, squelching sound of steel-toed combat boots splashing through shallow water echoed down the flooded subway tunnel.Mark stood perfectly still at the edge of the sunken train platform, his hands tucked deeply into his jacket pockets. Behind him, the dark water of the reservoir pool was completely smooth, like a sheet of black glass. There was no sign of Kraken, his newly bound Abyssal Leviathan, nor was there any trace of Sly or Shadow. His beasts had entirely dissolved into the surrounding darkness and water using their active stealth abilities.To anyone walking into the chamber, Mark looked like a lone, exhausted teenager trapped in the dark underbelly of the city."Hold it right there! Hands where I can see them!"A harsh, authoritative voice barked from the entrance archway. A tactical flashlight beam sliced through the thick, sulfurous air, blindingly illuminating Mark’s face.Seven human hunters marched onto the platform,
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CHAPTER 23: The staircase of the Grand Plaza Subway Station felt like descending into the throat of an ancient, aquatic graveyard.The air down here was thick, cold, and heavy with the suffocating reek of stagnant river mud and decaying sulfur. Black, viscous swamp water sat frozen on the concrete steps, filling the lower concourse up to Mark’s waist. Stripped wiring hung like weeping vines from the cracked tiled ceiling, and dead, rusted turnstiles were half-submerged in the dark flood.Mark waded forward without a single flicker of hesitation, the freezing black water parting smoothly around his thighs. Through [Shared Senses], his night vision was absolute. He was looking through Shadow’s crimson eyes, mapping the underwater currents through the subtle heat-receptors of Sly’s iron scales. Every ripple in the dark water was instantly translated into clean tactical data on his reticle.Behind him, Gideon Cross held his polycarbonate ballistic shield tight agai
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