Public Enemy Apocalypse 91 Novels & Stories

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

CHAPTER 98 The night had already swallowed the city whole by the time Sophias convoy rolled into the Apapa docks, a place where shadows felt alive and the salty air carried the ghosts of forgotten cargo ships. The smell of diesel and rot wrapped around her like a warning. Moonlight dripped over rusted rooftops, turning the run-down warehouses into silver silhouettes that loomed like silent threats. Ralias voice crackled through the comms, tense but controlled. Movement in Building Nine. Three heat signatures. Two patrols… one seated.

"We've received a distress signal. The coordinates point to the ruins in the eastern district. A survivor group of about forty is being surrounded by a high-level zombie horde. The situation is critical." I put down the barbell. "Which group?" Iris looked at me. "The leader's name is Emilia Campbell." I froze. Emilia Campbell. That name had been a thorn in my heart for two weeks. I thought I didn't care anymore, but hearing her name again made my heart ache all of a sudden. "During the distress signal, your name was mentioned," Iris continued. "She said that you're her boyfriend, and you'd definitely go and rescue her."

"Can you guys keep quiet and focus on your check in process? I will not tolerate anymore ." Diana scolded them coldly. Her words were serious like her , and with her expression it was clear if they dare to make another noise and the dead meat they will be. "Next is Marcus , please come forward." Same process happened with him too and it was fast. But the data shown on the floating square board was different this time. CANDIDATE NAME: MARCUS ODIN ABILITY : 100% INTELLIGENCE : 98% SELF DEFENCE : FIRE AND ICE

Use the coloured smoke bombs to help make them visible! A flurry of replies come in and I look at Royce. For now, he’s got this… I should be out there. The ground rumbles as explosions go off. ‘I can go.’ I said, as I hear the hissing of several serpents and then something slams into the roof of the building. “Looks like Apophis sent reinforcements. Tell me, Royce! Where is your precious Helios now!” Aleric snarls. “I don’t think I need any more reinforcements than what I have,” Royce counters, blocking another hit.

Plus one vampire observer. The Battle of the Rookeries is about to begin.

I noticed the person sitting next to me quietly observing what I was doing. "Well, you can take a brake without turning off the phone," Aycxe murmured frustratedly, talking to Sophia. "Damn it! Rose, get ready your bombs. Blow up the route they can pass, and if it's possible, blow them up as well," she commanded impatiently. I swiftly tapped my device to detonate the bombs I had placed near the enemy. "Noted. Avoid traveling through the North and West as there are bombs within that will detonate." Oh shit!

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He plasters a barely noticeable quirk on his face. I pull myself together and straighten my shoulders. This pulls at my injured side and ruins the effect entirely. "Where am I?" I ask. "Who are you and how…?" I gestured to the bed,"...did I find myself here?" He uncrosses his ankle and sits forward while resting his forearms on his knees. "My name is Zac Arden," he said. "You are in White Fang territory." White Fang. I widen my eyes. White Fang? The enemy's territory? Oh no!

Damien. All of them. Well done.