The Endgame Chronicles のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 711 - チャプター 720

Hayley, who had been on guard the whole time, snapped awake the moment the door opened.From the top bunk, she saw a strip of light spill in from outside.Eight people in white uniforms stepped in, masks and caps covering their faces. They pushed a medical cart with them.Once inside, they scanned the room. One man in a white coat moved down the line, checking each person one by one.When he reached Hayley, she closed her eyes and kept her breathing steady. He was tall enough to easily see the upper bunks, his gaze sharp as it lingered on each person's face.Hayley could feel him stop beside her bed. That cold, measuring look settled on her.One second.Two.Three.Her breathing didn't change. Her muscles stayed loose, completely at ease.After a moment, he moved on.Even as he left, her breathing stayed exactly the same."The dosage is fine," he said.Inspection complete.That was where Hayley differed from the others. Her control was absolute.Most people couldn't fake

After the apocalypse began, Eric and Jocelyn lost their parents. It was just the two of them left.Things had eased a little between them, but not by much. Jocelyn had never been close to him.But now, seeing him die right in front of her…Jocelyn's mind blanked for a second. Then she turned on Hayley, her voice breaking into a scream."You killed my brother!"The others had already noticed something was wrong. They looked over, frowning.Barnaby and Garrick instinctively touched their own faces where they had been hit the day before.No way.They got hit, too. It didn't kill them."Let me see," Barnaby said, getting up and heading over."No one else touches him!" Jocelyn shouted. "You! Go check on Eric. You owe me an explanation!"Right then, someone pointed behind her. "Jocelyn… L-Look!"Eric, who had been lying there motionless, suddenly sat up. His body moved stiffly. All the color had drained from his face. His head tilted at an unnatural angle as he sat with his back

The corridor was lined with observation rooms, almost like hospital wards.Each one held a single person who had been strapped down. Their arms and legs bound to the bed, tubes running in and out of their bodies. Some pumped fluid in, while others drained it out. Every single one of them looked like they were barely holding on.Right then, Hayley saw a familiar face.Eric.They had taken him earlier today. Now, he looked nothing like a zombie. His gray eyes were empty, fixed on nothing. His skin had gone pale, veins dark beneath it.His body was hooked up to a machine that looked similar to a dialysis unit. Thick black liquid was being pulled out of him, filtered, then sent back in as a pale, almost white fluid.He didn't look like a zombie anymore, more like a corpse.Voices drifted down the hall."Did all of yesterday's tests fail?""Yeah. All ten subjects failed.""Finding a compatible host is harder than we thought. We've already reduced the toxicity as much as we can, an

"Let me check."The others snapped out of it and rushed over. They got up from their seats and started inspecting the machine.The longer they checked, the wider their eyes got.When they finished, they turned to B179, stunned. "There's nothing wrong."Nothing wrong.What did that even mean?Did that mean… The woman in front of them really had all five elemental gifts and even super rare ones?Was that even possible?"I need to report this." B179 recovered from his shock and hurried off.Hayley stayed where she was. "What exactly does this thing test?"The staff member who had been running the machine looked at her differently now. The cold edge was gone, replaced with something closer to awe."Do you really have that many gifts?"Hayley raised a brow and stepped off the platform. "This tests that?""Yes.""Oh." She shrugged lightly. "Guess your machine works pretty well."Everyone around her just stared.Hayley had just discovered something useful. She decided to take

Someone like Hayley could tell right away the old man was talking big and saying nothing. The real power, the one actually in charge, was being kept out of sight.The question she had asked, regarding who had the authority to choose, was the core of it.Whoever got to pick was the real boss. The ones being picked meant nothing.The old man looked at her and said, "They'll be selected by all S-level members within our core."S-level.So it really was a tightly ranked system. A, B, and C were probably just regular members. S-level was the real inner circle.Hayley was about to press further about the Academy when the man cut in."I've said enough. Now it's your turn.""Fine." Hayley shrugged. "I'm multi-gifted.""How many?""You can count for yourselves."The man fell silent, completely at a loss.Just then, a voice came from behind, arrogant and edged with impatience."Is she here yet?"A woman stepped in from the back, dressed nothing like the others. Her figure was impos