บททั้งหมดของ God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

This scene was just too bizarre.The pale, harsh light of the shadowless lamps lit every detail of the operating table. The air was thick with the sharp reek of decayed blood.And on that specially built metal table, large enough to fit a giant, lay a creature that should have been ruling the wasteland as an apex predator—a Level 4 Tyrant zombie—laid out like it was on an operating table.Its chest cavity was completely opened, exposing a massive, black-purple heart inside.And the mastermind behind this gruesome scene was, of all things, a delicate-looking, silver-haired girl.Hearing the girl's strange, excited "You're actually fine?", Jake didn't let his guard down. If anything, he gripped the Hatchet-Gun even tighter.In this apocalypse, the more harmless something looked, the more likely it was to be lethal."Are you an aberrant, or a player?"Jake's voice echoed through the empty operating room, laced with undisguised killing intent.After all, he understood less than 1%

The air in the corridor seemed to freeze solid.On one side, Jake, Hatchet-Gun in hand, stood over a pile of Marauder corpses. On the other side, the Level 4 Zombie Tyrant stood towering like a small mountain.This visually striking standoff stretched the tension to its absolute limit.Tap...Tap...Tap...Suddenly, light, unhurried footsteps sounded.The mysterious, unsettling silver-haired girl walked slowly out of the operating room, coming to stand behind the Tyrant.Unhurriedly, she peeled off the transparent raincoat stained with black filth, revealing her white dress underneath.She tossed the raincoat aside carelessly, tilted her head up, her grey gaze settling on the dead Marauders scattered around."How crude. Such precious research material, wasted like that..."Jake's eyes narrowed, his left hand quietly slipping into his pocket, closing around an eyeball-sized object radiating an eerie aura—the Scapegoat's Eye.His mind raced.If he committed fully, using the

"No!" Jake said, his face indifferent. "I don't need a lunatic who only knows how to dissect zombies and wants to turn my car into a morgue. Besides..."He looked Vera up and down. "The way you're looking at me right now feels dangerous.""I'm really good, though! I've awakened a Specialization!"Seeing Jake about to walk away, Vera panicked and quickly played her trump card."I can definitely help you! No matter what illness, even a zombie bite, I can cure it! And I can brew all kinds of potions..."She leaned in close to Jake, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I can even make that thing you guys love... you know, the kind that makes you 'stand tall'! Super effective, it'll make you really, really strong!!"The air went dead silent.Jake stared at the silver-haired girl earnestly pitching him a virility potion, feeling like this whole world had gone completely surreal."Ahem..."Bella broke the awkward silence, her face flushed. "So... what Specialization did y

The mood at the dinner table was a little tense.To cater to everyone's tastes, Bella had made half the dishes spicy and half mild. A bubbling pot of fiery stew, its red oil glistening enticingly, gave off an irresistible aroma, and Vera, who hadn't had a hot meal in days, stared at it wide-eyed."So good! This is so good!"Vera might be a mad scientist, but when it came to eating, she didn't hold back at all, cheeks puffed out like a hamster.Once everyone was full and satisfied, Jake tapped the table, kicking off an "employee meeting.""Now that you're aboard, there are some things we need to clarify." Jake looked at Vera, his expression serious. "You said you're a Level 2 Specialization. What exactly can you do? We need to reassess the team's combat strength."Hearing this get serious, Raina and Bella set down their cutlery too.They were just as curious what "Level 2" actually meant compared to "Level 1."Vera licked the grease off the corner of her mouth, her expression tu

The next morning.Fog still lingered over the wasteland, a grayish-white sky pressing down low.The abandoned Mercy Hospital sat silent as a haunted ruin, nothing stirring except the occasional distant zombie growl.Inside the motorhome, Jake sat in the driver's seat, toying with the communicator taken off Roy, eavesdropping on the Wolf Pack's movements.Per the plan, Raina had already driven off in the beat-up Level 1 bus, away from the hospital.Meanwhile, Vera crouched in the open space beside the motorhome, "feeding" the low-tier zombies from the bus."Eat up, eat up. Gotta be well-fed to work hard."She skillfully sliced open a zombie's belly with her scalpel, stuffed in one of Bella's modified anti-tank mines, and sewed it shut—a scene both grotesque and strangely harmonious.The scalpel in Vera's hand was an Extraordinary Item, unnaturally sharp.Jake pulled his gaze away and took a deep breath."Bella, activate the Voiceprint Simulator.""Copy, loaded Roy Hutton's vo