All Chapters of The Apocalypse Hoarder: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

After the gunshot, Vincent's pupils contracted. His body went slack and crumpled to the floor. Cyrus had not aimed for his head. The bullet tore past his ear.That single shot shattered Vincent's nerves. He collapsed, gasping for air as his lungs heaved. "Cyrus, don't kill me. I'm telling the truth!"Cyrus narrowed his eyes, lowered himself into a crouch, and locked his gaze onto Vincent's."Give me an explanation I can accept," he said calmly. "Convince me you're not working with Severin to set me up. Then you live."Vincent drew several deep breaths and fought to steady himself."Because compared to opposing you, following you is the only way to survive," he said hoarsely. "I've seen what you can do. I'm not stupid enough to make you my enemy. Compared to you, Severin, who hides in a bunker, is far easier to deal with."Vincent continued through clenched teeth, "And more importantly, between you and him, I want that bastard Severin dead."A sharp glint flickered in Cyrus' eyes

Vincent's explanation offered Cyrus a glimpse into how top-tier heirs truly lived. None of it mattered now.Once the gossip ran its course, Cyrus fixed his gaze on Vincent and asked evenly, "Tell me your plan. If I agree to work with you, how exactly will you help me?"Vincent sensed an opening and straightened at once."I still have contact with Severin. After I told him about you, he became very interested in your supplies and your snowmobile. So we put on a show. I pretend to lure you over. He opens the door himself. And then…" Vincent grinned. "With your skills, Cyrus, killing him would only take minutes."Cyrus considered this, then looked at him with cool detachment. "If that bunker really cost a billion dollars, does he actually need my supplies?"Cyrus had seen enough sci-fi movies to know what such a bunker should contain. A facility of that level ought to hold stockpiles meant to last decades. It should not be running short after a single month.Vincent scratched his he

Vincent waited outside for several minutes before the door finally opened. He craned his neck at once and saw Cyrus approaching with a silver briefcaseVincent's gaze locked onto the case. Its sleek surface looked ominous, as if it concealed something impossible to predict.Cyrus stopped in front of him and asked evenly, "Do you know what I used to do?"Vincent stiffened, then shook his head. Back when he had been a rich kid, Cyrus had seemed like just another ordinary young man in the complex. Vincent had never paid him any attention.Cyrus continued calmly, "I started out as a fighter. In 2041, I won my first Southeast Lervea free-fighting championship."In 2042, I defeated the heavy hitter Druk Rakon. After that, I spent three straight years sweeping through the top karate fighters from Blossoma."Later, I joined a Gaullan mercenary group. I fought in the Middle East for years. People called me 'Half a Fox.'"Eventually, I got tired of killing. I came back home. Now, I'm just

Cyrus reassured Kenneth.By now, Kenneth meant something very different to him. His body had already mutated, and the exact nature of the ability remained unknown. Still, based on Zoey's description and what Cyrus had observed so far, it most likely involved physical enhancement.That detail mattered to Cyrus and to his plans. Put bluntly, what he needed was a reliable laborer and a human shield."Focus on recovering," Cyrus said calmly. "You don't need to worry about anything else."Kenneth's voice was weak. "That won't do. I feel completely drained. I can't even lift my arms. If this goes on, I'll be a burden to you for a long time.""It's fine," Cyrus replied, fully aware that the muscle relaxants caused this effect. "Rest properly. I'm here."Kenneth looked at him with gratitude and nodded. Chloe, who stood nearby, seized the opportunity at once. "Cyrus, you're treating my husband so well. Our family of three doesn't even know how to thank you. In the future, we'll have to re

After hearing Cyrus' words, Kenneth was so moved that he did not know how to respond."This… This is really too much trouble for you. Your supplies are limited as it is. With three more mouths to feed, even the coal for heating would double. When I recover, I'll move out. I still have arms and legs. I can't just live off you."Cyrus smiled. "Let's not talk about that right now. Focus on getting better. We'll sort out everything else later."Just then, the baby in Cyrus' arms let out a piercing cry and burst into tears. Cyrus had no experience with babies at all, and the way he held her was completely wrong. She woke almost at once and began wailing without pause.He tried to soothe her in a rush, but nothing he said worked. The crying only grew louder. His head started to pound. Even when dozens of people had tried to kill him, he had never felt a headache like this.Kenneth was no help either. At home, Chloe had always been the one to care for the baby. With no other option, Cyru