High Martial Arts: Infinite Clones, Starting by Stuffing an S-Rank Beast to Death
Chapter 502

Compatriots or Enemies?

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"This is the culmination of four centuries of research at Shelter No. 20."

"The ultimate weapon for cleaning up Corruption."

"I gave it a name."

" Apocalypse."

The administrator of Shelter No. 20 is leading everyone to stand in front of a launch tower that is tens of meters high.

The manager looked up at the tower and proudly introduced it to the Hunter.

This place is located on the floor below the previous conference room.

Qin Ze discovered that Shelter No. 20 was actually quite spacious.

However, the space left for the shelter residents to move around is very small.

The remaining space was all used for scientific research.

The launch tower is next to a transparent glass curtain wall.

Several machines inside were running continuously, emitting a buzzing sound.

These machines were surrounded by a faint light, like a sun about to go out.

Qin Ze couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is that?"

The manager scoffed, "Still pretending."

The short, thin man explained, " Fusion reactor, used to supply energy to the entire shelter."

"The energy inside is almost depleted; it's only enough for one more launch of Apocalypse."

Qin Ze then asked, "Does every shelter have them?"

The short, thin man nodded. "The fuel reserves are different."

"The earlier a shelter is opened, the less fuel it has."

Slacking on the Sidelines, "You spent four centuries researching this; weren't the previous shelters just a freebie?"

Upon hearing this, the manager turned his head to the side.

The short, thin man sighed, " The Corruption, which is now the king, will grow stronger as he continues to Corruption living beings."

"Entering the shelter is partly to protect the survivors, but more importantly, it's to stop Wang from getting stronger."

" The Shelter Project was launched too hastily, and the prepared fuel was limited."

"This phased opening method is the only option."

"To buy more time for the shelters behind."

The manager turned and walked outside. "No need to waste words with them, a bunch of losers who won't even give their vault Sequence number."

"Tomorrow, let them see for themselves how we use Apocalypse to cleanse this world."

After the manager left, the short, thin man explained to the others, "He meant no harm; he was just under too much pressure."

"We are actually... the last shelter."

The Hunter were speechless.

They couldn't help but look at the Apocalypse Launch Tower not far away.

If the Apocalypse fails, humanity will completely disappear from this world.

The short, thin man chuckled nonchalantly, "There's some spare energy on the next level, as well as 100,000 fertilized eggs."

"If Apocalypse fails, the Vault program will automatically hatch."

Let's not even talk about whether all 100,000 fertilized eggs can hatch.

Even if they all hatch, what then?

Society is fragmented and lacks technological support.

Even a four-century-old sanctuary could not withstand the king.

Can a group of "primitive people" really continue the Spark?

Nobody knows.

Have you arranged a place for them?

In the manager's office, the man was watching the surveillance footage from the Apocalypse Launch Tower.

The short, thin man nodded. "It's in the room two doors down from yours, temporarily converted into a lounge."

The manager turned his chair around. "They really aren't residents of the shelter?"

After a moment of silence, the short, thin man shook his head. "I don't know either."

The manager muttered to himself, "That young man in white feels very familiar, especially that unstoppable sword intent."

Having been in hibernation for four centuries, he had only recently awakened, resulting in some confusion regarding his past memories; he could not recall many things clearly.

The short, thin man asked, puzzled, "Why are you in such a hurry to take them to see the Apocalypse?"

I can sense that you don't trust them.

The manager sighed, "Even if they don't trust us, we're still our compatriots. And only by showing them our strength will they stay."

"To be honest, I'm not sure if Apocalypse will actually work."

"This group is very strong, especially that swordsman in white."

"If we keep them here, our chances of winning will increase."

The short, thin man nodded. "I understand."

The manager waved his hand. "Tell everyone what's happening outside."

"Also, inform them that tomorrow is the final battle."

"This manager is so arrogant, acting all high and mighty!"

"Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the king."

The Slacking on the Sidelines paced back and forth in the room, complaining about the manager's terrible attitude.

The Fairy smiled and said, "Go and beat him up to help us vent our anger, and we'll give you everything we can to help you."

The Taoist patted the shoulder of the Slacking on the Sidelines: " Peak of Level Nine, keep it up, I believe in you."

The Slacking on the Sidelines immediately deflated.

Lu Tongtong whispered, "I think he's a really nice person. We've only just arrived at the shelter, and he's already taken us to see the ultimate weapon they've been preparing for four hundred years."

The Fairy patted her head. " Little Deer, don't think too highly of strangers."

"He saw Yao Yuan's strength and revealed it to us so we could stay and help them fight against Wang."

Lu Tongtong widened.

Is the adult world really that complicated?

Qin Ze looked at Brother Yuanzi, whose style seemed out of place among his peers, and asked, "Brother... can you beat him?"

Brother Yuanzi replied casually, "Fifty-fifty."

Qin Ze gave a thumbs up.

As expected, with Brother Yuanzi around, there were no surprises.

The Scholar analyzed, "The king's strength is probably only slightly above the Peak of Level Nine."

"If he had reached the Demigod Level, these shelters wouldn't have been able to remain underground for so long."

"With the warriors from Shelter No. 20 and that Apocalypse, we have the strength to fight."

"What I'm more concerned about now is, what about those people Ring Mountains? Should we clean them up too?"

Qin Ze said, "The hunting mission is to find and clean up the source of Corruption. The Ring Mountains can only be considered as Corruption, not the source."

The Scholar nodded. "That would be best."

The Fairy held the drowsy Lu Tongtong and said, "Rest now, everyone. Tomorrow will be a fierce battle."

The Hunter lay down on their beds to rest.

In the early hours of the morning, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the door.

The Hunter ' attention was drawn to it.

The Scholar gestured for silence and slowly moved closer to the door.

"He's a scavenger."

The crowd quickly gathered around the Scholar, peering out.

In the corridor, a ragged scavenger slowly walked in, escorted by several Advanced Martial Artist.

Judging from the direction they went, they were probably heading towards the manager's office.

Scholar: "Speak of the devil, and he appears."

Qin Ze frowned slightly.

With a major battle imminent, Polluter have emerged Ring Mountains.

Are they compatriots or enemies?

Slacking on the Sidelines: "Could it be that they want Shelter No. 20 to join them?"

The Fairy rolled her eyes at him. "Don't worry, the managers here aren't that crazy."

As everyone speculated about the scavenger's intentions, the voice of a short, thin man came from outside the door.

"Gentlemen, our management has invited you to discuss important matters."

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