Doomsday Roulette

The quiet of the apocalypse in the early morning can be unimaginable, making one feel as if the entire world is left with just oneself.

Similarly, the rising sun and fresh air bring an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

Perhaps, it is only at this moment that one can feel the essence of hope in the apocalypse.

Everyone in the camp was awake; the sudden attack of the Yama Tree last night had left everyone on edge.

Although everyone saw the Yama Tree severely injured in Linhai, escaping in disarray after losing its outer layer and its magic crystals dimmed, last night’s ambush made the people here realize that even a severely wounded eighth-level mutated life form is still an eighth-level!

After the attack last night, everyone searched around and even dug into the ground, but they couldn’t find a trace of the Yama Tree.

It launched a surprise attack on Ye Zhongming, killed someone, and then vanished.

A thunderous blow, silent and deadly!

What had once been a relaxed team immediately fell into a state of anxiety.

The Ying City Alliance’s team of 1,500 was personally led by Zhao Xingmei. As the number one in Ying City, she was supposed to return to Ying City. However, Ye Zhongming knew that attending the joint meeting would involve negotiations and socializing, which he was not good at. As a regular university student during peacetime, he wasn’t skilled at fighting after the apocalypse.

His subordinate Lu Yi, who was responsible for foreign affairs, was absent, while Mo Ye and Xia Lei had already taken their people back to Cloud Summit, and they weren’t particularly good in this area either. Ayang and Yaten were still minors, and the internet celebrity’s temper would lead her to fight at the slightest disagreement. As for Xia Bai, Ye Zhongming didn’t even consider him.

After thinking it over, the only suitable candidate was Zhao Xingmei, who had managed a large company during peacetime, so she was left behind to lead this team of 1,500, with an average evolver level of just over three.

“Everyone else has gone mad searching for the Yama Tree, and here you are, hiding and studying wood,” Zhao Xingmei said with a smile as she saw Ye Zhongming sitting on a large rock examining the Yama Tree’s core.

“It's useless; we can’t find it,” Ye Zhongming said, waving his hand as he stored the Yama Tree’s core into his space. He jumped down from the rock and instructed Ayang to notify everyone to regroup and prepare to set off.

“You seem not worried at all,” Zhao Xingmei remarked, looking at the gathering team with some confusion.

Ye Zhongming glanced back at her and explained, “What’s there to worry about with a Yama Tree that can only ambush us?”

Zhao Xingmei was smart and soon understood.

If the Yama Tree had really recovered its strength, or even just half of it, it wouldn’t need to hide and ambush; it could have come directly for revenge.

Now, employing ambush tactics clearly indicated that it was still injured and dared not show itself in front of this team of two thousand. Since that was the case, there was indeed no need for excessive worry.

The two people killed yesterday had been on the outskirts, having separated from the team to go to the bathroom, so they were attacked.

The Yama Tree could only kill individuals in such circumstances, further proving that its strength had not yet recovered.

“Let’s go; if we collect some materials today, we’ll achieve the goal of one silver armor per person,” Ye Zhongming said.

“The ultimate goal?” Zhao Xingmei asked.

“...The ultimate goal is two pieces per person,” Ye Zhongming replied.

Zhao Xingmei was delighted; after all, these materials didn’t cost money. Each of the 1,500 people from Ying City could get two pieces of silver armor, something only someone wealthy like Ye Zhongming could manage.

Of course, these things weren’t obtained for free; according to their agreement, they would have to fight hard at a specific location.

In fact, there was something Ye Zhongming hadn’t told Zhao Xingmei and the people from Ying City for fear of them becoming complacent. It was that yesterday, under Ye Zhongming's tent, the people from Cloud Summit had dug up a few tentacles that attacked him and Liang Chuyin, but those tentacles had already detached from their core and lost their former sharpness.