True Apocalypse Game

He let out a sigh, brought a cup of warm milk to a little boy, and began to feed him.

Fortunately, even though the children had just suffered severe abuse, they weren’t crying or making a fuss. They were simply silent, as if they were autistic.

The three of them chatted idly while watching over the children, their nerves gradually settling.

They were safe for the time being, but a faint worry still lingered.

’Brendan’s Rattlesnake Company had been able to buy off high-ranking FBI agents, the State Police, and even a state senator. The power behind it has to be an unimaginably complex and tangled web.’

’We’re safe for now, but once the Savior leaves and our enemies recover, crushing three small-town cops like us would be as easy as crushing an ant.’

’Maybe escaping to Canada or even Mexico is the only way to be truly safe...’

As the three of them were lost in thought, a noise came from the direction of the holding cell. With a loud CLANG, the sealed iron door swung open.

Immediately after, the "Savior" in the hood and mask emerged from within.

Behind him, most of the dozen or so people who were originally there had vanished. Only Brendan from the Rattlesnake Company and the high-ranking FBI agent, David, remained.

The security monitors flickered back on at the same moment. Joey scrambled to check the feed, only to find the holding cell completely empty. There wasn’t a trace of the other dozen people!

’What was going on?’

’Where did they all go?’

’Was this some kind of vanishing act?’

Furthermore, looking at Brendan and David, they were still tied up and completely unconscious.

Both men’s clothes were soaked through with sweat. It was impossible to know what they had just endured inside the cell.

Shen Feng turned to look at the two men tied up in the cell. He lifted their hair and carefully inspected the healing of their scalps and skulls, then nodded in satisfaction.

He then leaned in and whispered in the sleeping men’s ears:

"...Sleep now, you two Saviors... Your activation phrase is... ’Follow your heart.’"

The two unconscious men trembled violently for a moment, then fell still again, deep in sleep.

Having done all this, Shen Feng nodded in satisfaction.

During the interrogation and torture, a combination of Hypnosis and brain modification had quickly caused Brendan and David to break down completely. They had confessed everything and been placed under deep Hypnosis, turned into pawns for future use.

Their willpower was far inferior to Ivanovic’s.

Their pineal glands were also considerably smaller than Ivanovic’s, so much so that Shen Feng could only hastily carve the word "FUCK" onto them, with no room for more artistic shaping.

After the interrogation, Shen Feng now had a thorough understanding of the so-called "Spiritual Children."

According to the intel, when Cthulhu, the founder of the Purification Society, was a child, he’d had a near-fatal illness. During this brush with death, he witnessed a vision of the apocalypse. It was through this separation of mind and body that he was able to communicate with the "Whisperer," establish his ideology, and become one of their faithful followers.

After becoming a Master Hypnotist and founding the Purification Society, Cthulhu began researching this method of "seeing" the future through intense mental stimulation.

He eventually discovered that children around the age of five or six were the most susceptible to "seeing" the future.

For this reason, the Purification Society began its practice of cultivating "Spiritual Children" from that point on.

Most "Spiritual Children" were sourced from the families of believers, and generally, they could only "see" the future a single time.

Recently, the increasing pressure from Shen Feng and the Salvation Army had made Brendan’s faction of Purifiers anxious. In their desperation, they resorted to experimenting directly on children who met specific physical and psychological criteria, hoping to extract more information from the future to use against the Antichrist.

They never expected that the Antichrist himself would show up on their doorstep and wipe out their entire secret base at the Rattlesnake Company.

Furthermore, from Brendan’s confession, Shen Feng obtained another piece of intelligence.

Brendan’s faction, just like Ivanovic’s, reported to Cheney, the current President pro tempore of the Eagle Country Senate.

Cheney also held a venerable position within the Purification Society as one of its vice presidents.

And right now, Cheney was vacationing in Minnesota, which explained why Brendan’s Rattlesnake Company could operate with such impunity.

After all, as President pro tempore, Cheney had connections within both the FBI and the State Police.

Shen Feng walked into the surveillance room, and the three officers immediately shot to their feet, looking tense.

"M-Mr. Savior? Are you... finished?" Aili asked timidly.

’She didn’t need to ask. It was obvious the dozen or so people who had vanished were as good as dead.’

"All finished. They confessed everything," Shen Feng said with a grin. "By the way, don’t call me Savior. Just call me... Developer."

"Understood, Mr. Developer." Joey nodded, looking Shen Feng directly in the eye as he asked cautiously, "Or should we call you Commander? What are your plans now? Do you need... our help?"

Joey asked, fully aware that the three of them were practically powerless compared to him.

Shen Feng looked at the righteous cop. An idea suddenly came to him, and he nodded slightly.

"How would you three like to help me drag the guy behind all this out into the open? No, better yet, how about we just kill him?"

Thomas’s expression turned grim as he said,

"Yes, of course we do! We want to tear that son of a bitch limb from limb!"

Whether it was their duty as police officers or their sheer rage at the child abusers, they wanted to act.

"Excellent," Shen Feng nodded. "In that case, you can come with me."

With that, he snapped his fingers. A tide of gray surged up from the floor, rapidly enveloping Joey, Aili, and Thomas and forming a tough, mechanical Battle Armor over their bodies.

"Is this... Venom? No, it’s Liquid Metal Battle Armor!?" Thomas’s eyes were wide, and he trembled with excitement, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Joey and Aili were just as ecstatic.

They were well aware of what this level of technology implied.

’This Mr. Savior’s incredible power... it must have come from this technology!’

And now, they too possessed that power, even if only for a short time. The thought alone was thrilling.

Shen Feng let out a dry chuckle and said,

"I can lend you the Gray Tide Battle Armor for now. Let’s head to Maple Leaf Castle, near Grand Rapids by Lake Superior."

Joey asked, confused, "Mr. Developer, we’re going there to...?"

"To kill someone, of course. Oh, to be more precise," Shen Feng winked mischievously, "to take out the honorable President pro tempore of the Senate."