All Chapters of The Apocalypse Hoarder: Chapter 501 - Chapter 510

After returning to the bunker, Cyrus went straight to Keira's workshop. Earlier, he had given her the armor he had stripped from Hailey and Keegan and asked her to study it to see whether she could replicate it.The military-issue suits were impressive. They were lighter than the ballistic vest Cyrus wore, yet offered superior protection.Buttercup had clamped down with full force and still failed to bite Keegan clean in half. That alone spoke volumes about the armor's durability. Unfortunately, Keegan's suit had already cracked, so Cyrus could not simply put it on and be done. Hailey's suit was in worse shape for him. It was too small.He had asked Keira to attempt a new build. If she could repair Keegan's suit as well, that would be ideal. Cyrus intended to keep it for himself.When he arrived, Keira was bent over the two white suits, dismantling them piece by piece.Cyrus stepped inside and dumped the chemical materials he had scavenged onto the workshop floor. He had hauled back so

One day earlier, at midnight in the West Ridge Base, the Information Department received a distress signal from their Special Forces Operative, Keegan Booth.The duty room shifted into emergency mode at once. It was the first time a field operative had issued a direct call for help.The shelter's internal structure had existed for less than two months. Department roles remained loosely defined, and coordination often faltered. No one had encountered a situation like this.The staffer who received the signal reported it to the department head and asked for instructions.Gavin Brighton, the Director of the Information Department, frowned when he read the report. "A distress call?"The Information Department held no authority to command troops. Protocol required reporting upward to the leader, Magnus, and waiting for his decision.The problem was the hour. It was deep into the night. Magnus kept a strict schedule and was already asleep. Waking him carried risk. If Magnus took offens

At that moment, on the other side of the wall, Magnus sat in his quarters. As the leader of the base, he occupied the largest and most exclusive suite. He lived with refined taste. Even underground, he maintained a high standard of living. The furniture rivaled those in Cyrus' current home.Dressed in a white cotton sleep set, he reclined on a sofa with a beautiful young woman on each side. A closer look revealed they were survivors from Greenvich Academy.The one with curled hair and a voluptuous figure was Molina Sullivan. The one with long hair and pale skin was Avril Middleton. Both came from prominent families and had spent 20 years sparing no expense on their appearance.Magnus preferred young bodies. Their presence made him feel young again.The business had already concluded. Now he spoke at ease, sharing stories of his life and his ideals.When the conversation turned to the challenges facing the base, he adopted a troubled expression. "The West Ridge Order still faces ma

As expected, Rosalind entered the conference room.Florian fixed his gaze on her and rose slowly. "Ms. Grace, did you bring good news?"Rosalind wore her usual pleasant smile. "I made an exception for you and reported the matter to the leader."The leader has permitted you to send personnel to investigate. There is one condition. No captain-level members are to deploy."The captains exchanged glances, none of them pleased."If something could threaten Hailey and Keegan, will regular soldiers be enough?" one asked coldly.Rosalind's smile did not waver. "Keegan is only a soldier. Hailey is a captain, yes, but her ability excels at reconnaissance, not combat."You are the base's most valuable combat asset. We cannot risk you lightly. Sending regular soldiers to assess the situation is the most appropriate course."Florian's patience had worn thin. "Understood. I'll send others."Rosalind nodded, adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, and turned away with crisp efficiency.The room

Molina's words stunned Ilyana."I never abandoned any of you…"A sharp sting of grievance rose in her chest.If she had not fought with everything she had back then, how many of them would have survived?"You didn't abandon us? Then why did you leave on your own and dump us in that hell?" Molina met Ilyana's gaze without flinching. "If we hadn't used our bodies to get out, we might've been 'disappeared' like the others."A chill ran down Ilyana's spine. "Disappeared? What are you talking about?"Yes, she had left the students and moved into Ark Sector Two. She had never believed it was wrong.Society assigned roles based on ability. That was natural.Those students were not Awakends. They possessed no rare talents. Remaining in Ark Sector Four to generate power had seemed like the safest option.What had she done wrong?Molina let out a cold laugh and started to speak again.Avril quickly covered her mouth. "That's enough. Do you want trouble?"Molina shot her a glare, brus