All Chapters of The Endgame Chronicles: Chapter 591 - Chapter 600

Hayley had hit the jackpot.Ten draws, and three rare abilities.Another extremely hard-to-obtain mental-type gift had appeared.The prediction ability alone made her grin like she had just robbed the system blind.[Prediction-type Gift: detects major danger or opportunity within a 500-yard radius 3 seconds before it happens.]She had seen this ability before.Back then, Scott had used something like it once and nearly ruined her entire setup.And now, she had the same kind of skill.Three seconds of foresight within five hundred yards. That was basically a combat sixth sense. Anyone trying to ambush her would have a much harder time succeeding now.Sure, it had limits. The danger had to happen within range, but 500 yards was more than enough to save her life.Another hidden card was added to her hand.After reviewing the prediction-type gift, she turned to the final reward, the one Summer had practically charged in to bless.[Pulse-type Gift: disables all abilities of Gift

Constant and Dean shrank back instinctively, trying to make themselves smaller under Nathaniel's storm of rage.Damn.They had never seen him like this.Even when their base had suffered a zombie outbreak with massive casualties, Nathaniel hadn't reacted this violently. But now, after being rejected by Hayley, he had completely lost control.The violent emotional surge quickly drew someone else's attention."What's going on here?"A cold voice sounded behind them.Constant and Dean turned instantly, relief flashing across their faces."Mr. Lance!""Mr. Lance!"Amid shattered glass, a young man wrapped in protective gear stepped forward, eyes sharp and indifferent.Lance Delgado, Nathaniel's brother, asked, "What happened?" Nathaniel stood there silently, face dark."Mr. Nathaniel got rejected," Constant answered carefully."By who?""That woman from Base K1. The one who helped rescue us before…and also destroyed a lot of our equipment," Constant said through clenched te

Inside the helicopter, Constant studied the satellite map spread across the screen."Base K1 should be somewhere along the border between Aecraton and Brookville. Based on what I know about their commander, they would pick terrain that's easy to defend. Probably a canyon area, somewhere protected from large zombie migrations."As he spoke, the helicopter adjusted course toward the coordinates he indicated.Outside, zombies covered the landscape in every direction. Building a base in territory like this was nearly impossible.A large settlement like Base K1 had to be located somewhere isolated from major zombie concentrations, which also meant harsh living conditions.Constant had already pictured what the place would look like.A run-down camp with makeshift shacks everywhere. People packed together like livestock just trying to survive. It probably had terrible sanitation and was in barely livable conditions.The endless zombie-infested terrain they flew over only reinforced th

Hayley sneered inwardly.Planning to circle back?Who the hell did they think they were, flying in and leaving whenever they wanted?Hayley lifted the launcher and locked onto the approaching helicopter, aiming directly at the point where it would turn around.Apparently, the people inside noticed her movement.The helicopter abruptly changed direction mid-turn. The moment it shifted, however, Hayley adjusted her aim with it."Mr. Delgado, we've been spotted," Dean said nervously.Whoever was down there had terrifying combat instincts. The launcher tracked their next movement before they even finished it."Land immediately!"After Hayley adjusted her aim twice, the helicopter above suddenly stopped advancing. Instead, it began descending in a straight line toward the inside of the steel wall.Now they wanted to land?Not happening. Who said they were allowed to park in her territory?Go and land with the zombies instead!Boom!Hayley fired, and the missile slammed straigh

For a long time now, Hayley had been trading fruit to Nathaniel in exchange for crystal cores. Her fruit supply was massive, cheap, and wildly popular among the Ark bases.But only now did Nathaniel realize something.All this time, Hayley had been sending them second-grade produce.Here, crates of flawless fruit rolled out nonstop, every batch of premium quality.Yet, the shipments they received always had minor flaws. Bruised skins. Imperfect shapes. Occasionally, bugs.They had assumed that was just how wild fruit looked in the apocalypse.Now, it was obvious.Hayley had done it on purpose."Did I?" Hayley replied casually. "Everything we ship out meets export standards."Her export standard, of course, meant exporting whatever people in her league didn't feel like eating.The group fell silent, unsure how to respond.The vehicle eventually drove into a residential villa district inside the city. When the convoy stopped, Liam was already waiting there.Hayley nodded to h