True Apocalypse Game

Although Shen Feng had predicted that the Salvation Army wouldn’t have much trouble completing this mission, he hadn’t expected them to reach this stage so quickly.

Of course, if it were the real world’s Destructive, it probably wouldn’t have been killed so easily. It might even have been stimulated by this and awakened ahead of schedule.

However, for the Salvation Army and Shen Feng’s original intentions, what they had now was enough.

After all, having gone through the previous team wipe and the current battle, the Salvation Army had pretty much experienced all they needed to from the Biohazard Apocalypse mission.

Besides, Shen Feng’s true intention was simply to use this mission to select the best of the best—especially those trustworthy Salvation Army Warriors—and give them a weakened Pangu Virus to genetically modify their brains for evolution.

In the game, the command to dissolve the core brain matrices had been issued simultaneously to all the giant towers across the globe. At the same time, planes took off, flying toward Washington, Boston, Los Angeles, and other major cities worldwide to observe the situation after the dissolution command was given.

The members of the Salvation Army waited anxiously for news by the ruins of the New York City tower.

No one knew if this would actually succeed. Although they had cracked the towers’ communication system, they had no way of knowing if the other towers would follow the command.

After all, there was still a sleeping "Destructive," and it was uncertain if this would wake it up.

Although the Salvation Army controlled a few satellites, they mainly used their communication functions, and the resolution itself was insufficient.

Finally, a slightly blurry yet excited voice came through the communication system:

"...KSHH... The Washington tower has collapsed. I repeat... KSHH... The Washington tower has collapsed. Over."

The owner of the voice was one of the Salvation Army pilots sent to check the situation in various places, and he was the first to report back. Immediately after, another scout’s voice came through: "The Boston tower has collapsed. Over!"

"HQ, HQ, the towers in the three northern cities have collapsed. Over!"

"Pittsburgh..."

"Las Vegas..."

"San Francisco..."

Reconnaissance planes flew low over city after city, witnessing a stunning scene.

The giant towers collapsed like melting ice cream, turning into piles of sludge in the city centers, where they began to rot and stink.

The zombies seemed to feel a kind of terror, and they started running around like headless chickens. They unconsciously fled the cities, leaving behind large empty zones.

From the air, one could even see long-hidden survivors emerging in some cities. They cautiously left their hiding places, staring at the empty streets and the toppled, rotting towers with expressions of disbelief.

The scouts had no time to marvel at how human-like these AIs were. They immediately reported everything they saw back to the base in New York City.

Voice after voice came in, reporting the collapse of the towers.

Cheers erupted in New York City. The Salvation Army had finally achieved ultimate victory!

All the giant towers in the world had dissolved their central control brain matrices according to the virus’s command. Humanity had won a complete victory!

They had won!

The Legion Commander and the others exchanged glances, feeling a mix of emotions. They had a faint feeling that it wasn’t all this simple, but they were still happy about the victory they had achieved.

Just then, a loud bang echoed from the sky. Massive clouds suddenly shifted, forming a line of words:

Biohazard Apocalypse mission complete. Completion rate: eighty percent. Congratulations.

Seeing these words, the players present erupted in cheers once again.

They had won!

This was the Commander’s congratulations to them!

The Legion Commander nodded slightly, his expression relaxing a little.

’An eighty percent completion rate... This means the Commander went easy on us this time. But his objective should be achieved nonetheless...’

In the cloud space, the consciousnesses of Jingwei and Shen Feng were watching the players in the game from a sky-high perspective, as if looking at a sandbox ecosystem.

Jingwei asked, confused, "You went way too easy on them. Given the Destructive’s power, even if the other towers were destroyed by the command, the one where the Destructive resides wouldn’t have been dismantled. After all, the Destructive has the highest authority. They would still face its hunt. Everything would have just been beginning."

Shen Feng smacked his lips and said:

"My original intention for creating this virtual reality game was to allow humanity’s elite to perceive danger in advance, awaken, and then evolve on their own—not to play them to death. If we did it your way, they might not win even if you gave them a year. They’d probably be driven insane from the abuse..."

He then cast his gaze toward the Legion Commander, Li Tongchen, Nick, and the others, continuing:

"Although I’d love to torture them too, we don’t have much time. The Space Wormhole in the real world seems to be changing again. I need them to go and solve this immediately. If they can seal the Wormhole and deal with that... what’s it called... Sea Beast, before I enter the Water World Apocalypse mission, everything will be perfect."

As he spoke, Shen Feng flicked his finger, and the shape of the clouds in the game world’s sky changed once more:

Real-world Sea Beast mission initiated. Objective: Close the Space Wormhole, hunt the exotic organism.

Failure Penalty: Destruction of human civilization.

The cheering crowd instantly fell silent.

Everyone looked at the words formed by the floating clouds in the sky, feeling an indescribable weight.

Although everyone had a bad feeling when the Space Wormhole appeared, they never expected the situation to become this dire.

The Biohazard Apocalypse may not have happened on the real Earth, but a new apocalypse was about to begin!

An exotic organism!

Everyone instantly recalled the giant eye they had seen in the undersea exploration video.

The owner of that giant eye must be the exotic organism the Commander was talking about.

This real-world mission, just like the previous Stone Statue Virus and Evil Spirit Virus epidemic missions, could not be refused. It had to be completed.

Otherwise, what awaited them was the destruction of all human civilization.

The once lighthearted atmosphere immediately became much more oppressive.

But after experiencing so much, the Salvation Army Warriors—whether they were old veterans or new players who had just joined—were no longer the ignorant rookies they once were. No matter how harsh the mission, they had the determination to win.

Just then, the words in the floating clouds changed again:

Mission rewards will now be distributed to the top performers of this mission: Brain Domain Evolution Potion. Please be ready to receive it.

The Biohazard Apocalypse mission has ended. You are now free to act on your own.

Mission rewards!

Seeing those two words, everyone’s hearts began to burn with excitement again.

The Biohazard Apocalypse mission had been so complex that they had almost forgotten it even had rewards.

They just didn’t know who would be the ones to receive them.

Thinking about their own performance during the game mission, everyone felt a little nervous.

Regardless, everyone hoped they would be chosen and get a chance for Brain Domain Evolution.

For the first time, they had a different kind of anticipation for a game mission.

The tens of thousands of players chatted amongst themselves for a bit, then began to log off one by one and return to the real world.

Li Tongchen watched the words in the clouds disappear, a faint sense of disappointment in his heart. He also chose to log off.

He didn’t really care about any rewards right now. What he truly cared about was that the Commander had definitely gone easy on them this mission, which meant their performance was still far from meeting the Commander’s expectations.

’I’ve disappointed the Commander again... How shameful...’

In this mission, the medical support unit he led had played a very limited role. ’With this old face of mine, I really can’t face the Commander again...’

When he opened his eyes again, he was back on the sofa in his home.

After taking off the Virtual Reality Headset, Li Tongchen was about to wash up and get some rest when a knock suddenly came from the door:

"Excuse me, is Mr. Li Tongchen home? You have a delivery."