MasukSo Ezra's energy level was probably around 1,000 units, making him the strongest person in all of Spark City.From that perspective, Spark City was far inferior to the six major factions that once existed in Guillory City.In Ray's view, however, this level was actually more "normal."Awakened ability users were limited in number. Even if they fought and killed each other endlessly, how much energy could one person possibly accumulate, even if all of it was concentrated into a single individual?So that explained it—the number of golden snowflakes here was lower?What about Lawson? He wasn't a physical enhancement type, so his ability level was easy to judge—around 200 units. Not weak, but completely insignificant in front of Ezra.And yet, he still dared to compete for talent with Ezra.What did that mean?It meant Ezra was extremely disciplined. Otherwise, with his strength, he could easily have turned Spark City into his private domain—or gone elsewhere and lived as a ruler
Seeing Ray's somewhat dazed expression, Ezra explained, "The Special Operations Unit belongs to the military. Our duty is to protect Spark City, and… to expand its territory!"Ray couldn't help but feel a jolt and looked at him.Even though this was the apocalypse, Gohaven was still Gohaven. Expanding Spark City from this small enclave to the entire country could hardly be called "expanding territory."Unless—A faint surge of interest rose in Ray.Was Ezra talking about breaking beyond the borders? Launching campaigns to the south and north?Ambitious. Very ambitious indeed.He couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly. People really were different.Both were soldiers, yet Travis focused on defense and protection, while Ezra clearly leaned toward offense—toward carving out eternal achievements.'What a pity, I'm only here to investigate the situation. For now, I won't be marching off to trample or bully other nations with you.'Before Ray could refuse, another person arriv
If Spark City were truly a lone lamp in the darkness, then at the very least, Ray was willing to coexist with it in peace."We're here."They arrived at a makeshift laboratory. Freddie called out, and a young girl stepped out from the inner room. The moment she saw Ray, her eyes lit up.Because Ray had sculpted his face into something outrageously handsome.A handsome man, and an awakened ability user at that. In this era, wasn't that the very definition of a high-value catch—a top-tier golden bachelor?"Take your pants off!"The words blurted out instinctively. The instant they left her mouth, the girl's face turned red. She stammered in panic, "N-no! I mean roll up your sleeves!""Can't you draw blood from the fingers?" Ray asked."It's too cold. Finger blood is hard to extract," the girl finally managed to say with some professionalism.Fine.Ray rolled up his sleeve.The girl tied on a tourniquet, but the moment her hands brushed against his explosive muscles, her expres
The underground city stood at a staggering height of sixty meters.Sixty meters per level—equivalent to a twenty-story building. Yet inside this vast space, there was no sense of oppression. Instead, it evoked an overwhelming feeling of one's own insignificance.Within such an immense structure, buildings rose from the ground like giant pillars. Only three of them reached nearly fifty meters, brushing close to the dome above. The rest were mostly around thirty meters tall. Even so, the scale of the underground city was breathtaking—almost epic in nature.Oliver rode his electric cart and brought Ray to the front of a large building. It wasn't particularly tall—only three stories—but it appeared to serve an important function."Come on, I'll take you inside," Oliver said.Ray followed obediently. If he wanted to truly understand a place, the best way was to integrate into it.There weren't many people inside. Oliver led him into an office where only one person was present—a woman
Ray carefully reviewed the strength of every awakened individual in the underground city.If anyone's ability level exceeded his own, he would immediately change his mind and turn away without hesitation.He was only here to observe the situation and, if necessary, issue a warning. He did not intend to cause trouble—but neither would he tolerate anyone provoking him. If someone crossed the line, he would not show mercy.The strongest individual he detected had roughly a 1,000-unit ability level. Certainly not weak, but still far inferior to the major powerhouses of Guillory City—and completely insignificant in front of Ray. However, this person was not the leader.That was odd.The true figure in charge was currently sitting in a large office, buried in administrative work. Everyone who entered to report to him addressed him respectfully as "Mr. Robinson."His ability level was only around 300 units.Ray decided he would go in and take a closer look.Ray smiled faintly. Althoug
There were massive signboards.Not just one, but many of them. Even before reaching the entrance, they were already visible—each one pointing the way with bold arrows, as if afraid people might miss it.Every sign read the same four words: Welcome to Spark City.Below the words was a directional arrow guiding the way forward.Spark City?A spark of fire that could start a prairie blaze?Ray nodded inwardly. Right now, the entire country—no, the entire human race—needed exactly that: a spark to ignite hope.At the end of the arrow lay a slanted passage leading underground.It was wide and spacious, the thick snow around it already cleared away, making it highly conspicuous.This passage must have been sealed before. There were likely turf covers and camouflage structures in place—enough to fool even passing satellites into detecting nothing unusual. But now, all concealment had been removed, leaving it exposed in plain sight.Through his spatial perception, Ray could already s
Ray tried using the new ability on the table.But… it wouldn't cut.Huh. So the upper limit was only something as "soft" as apple flesh?Then what was this ability even good for?Well, it was useful—extremely useful.Because even body‑enhancement ability users, with their tough skin and hardene
All the way here, Number 9 had insisted on showing off—riding a bicycle while freezing the snow beneath it into solid ice so the wheels could roll smoothly. But that stunt came at a cost. It drained his abilities nonstop. A minute or two might not matter, but when the consumption piled up, it became
Fortunately, Ray was a Senna City native and still quite familiar with the landmarks along the route. More importantly, certain sections of the elevated highways rose thirty to forty meters high—far too tall to be swallowed by the snow. They had become natural markers for orientation."That's Xande
Anyone who aimed a gun at Ray was an enemy. To grant them mercy would be pure foolishness.Ray never denied he had a weakness for women, but in this apocalypse, survival came first. Enjoyment was secondary, far down the list.Steel rods flew again, their target: Silvan.Ray hadn't forgotten his m







