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Chapter 69

Author: Memo Harbor
The moment that topic came up, it reignited everyone's fury. When the snow had first started falling, even in the bitter cold, some people still wanted to go out and stock up on supplies.

However, Linda had kept spamming the group chat, insisting the snowstorm would soon pass. She had even claimed that anyone hoarding supplies would be "dealt with."

Because of her, no one dared to shop. Then, just a few days later, the blizzard sealed off all the roads. Going out became impossible. If not for
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    "The hardware's nothing special either," Barbara said. "Breaking in was easy. Their data is encrypted, though. Cracking it cleanly will take time."She paused, fingers moving across the keyboard, lines of code reflecting in her glasses. "But based on what I've pulled so far, a sizable organization really is operating in West Ridge."She looked up. Her pale blue eyes were steady and unreadable. "We'll probably run into them sooner rather than later."Cyrus folded his arms across his chest. "What's coming can't be dodged. I don't go looking for trouble, but I don't fear it either. Anyone who tries to ruin my peace is seeking death."He was no longer the man he had once been. An impregnable fortress stood at his back, and a loyal crew stood with him, three of them Awakened, himself included. Even against a well-armed organization, he had absolute confidence in his ability to crush them."Babs, keep tracing their signal. Break the encryption. I want everything we can learn about them,

  • The Apocalypse Hoarder   Chapter 471

    On Buttercup's first day inside the bunker, it created absolute chaos.The bunker sprawled across multiple levels, vast and meticulously designed. To Buttercup, every shadowed corridor and polished surface demanded inspection. It darted from room to room, nose twitching, tail high, claiming the space as its own.Cyrus displayed almost absurd patience. Paw prints streaked across freshly cleaned floors. Cushions toppled. A delicate antique vase crashed to the ground and shattered into glittering fragments. He did not so much as flinch.With cats, especially strays, trust came first. If you failed at the beginning, you would rarely recover.After half a day of relentless exploration, Buttercup finally got tired. It padded toward the fireplace, circled once on the warm stone, then stretched out in a languid sprawl, limbs extended and eyes half-lidded.Cyrus released a slow breath. The gesture meant acceptance. The bunker had passed inspection.He moved with deliberate care and approa

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    At the mention of Ilyana's name, heads turned across the hall.Christopher leaned close and whispered urgently, "Don't forget us, Ms. Brandt."Ilyana eased her pedaling, swung one leg over the frame, and stepped off the bike."I'm Ilyana Brandt," she said calmly.Rosalind met her gaze, then smiled and crossed the floor.Every eye in the workshop tracked her approach. No one understood why someone of her rank would come in person to Ark Sector Four.Rosalind extended her hand. "Hello, Ms. Brandt. I'm Rosalind Grace, the leader's secretary. Our leader would like to meet you."A wave of noise rolled through the room. The leader wanted to see a newcomer? That could only mean promotion—a direct ascent.The students broke into excited whispers."Ms. Brandt…""Ms. Brandt…"Rosalind cast a single glance around the hall, and silence fell at once."Please," she said, gesturing toward the exit. "Come with me."Ilyana had been curious about Magnus. Any opportunity to leave the generat

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    Christopher's words rippled through the room. The students turned to Ilyana with pleading eyes. One by one, they edged closer, as if clutching her sleeve could purchase protection."Ms. Brandt, you have to stand up for us!""You're our teacher. Protecting students is your responsibility!""We can't do hard labor. Can you speak to the base and get us assigned to something easier?"After a full day of rest, Ilyana had regained most of her strength. Her combat ability was formidable. If she chose to act, she could kill armed soldiers with ruthless efficiency.She did not act on impulse. After hearing Christopher out, she did not see West Ridge Base as uniquely cruel. The system reflected rigid stratification, a structure humanity had practiced since the dawn of civilization.Nor did she agree with the students' outright refusal to work."I'll make sure you're safe," she said, her voice calm and steady. "As for the labor assignments, I need time to observe how things operate."Diss

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