Doomsday Roulette

“The concentration is fading, but to completely dissipate… it will probably take more than half a month.”

Le Da Yuan looked up at the sky above Cloud Summit Villa, worry etched in his eyes.

The villa had been under attack from mutated lifeforms for many days now. How many days exactly, Le Da Yuan couldn't recall, as every day had been too arduous to bear. Everyone’s energy was either spent on fighting or frantically manufacturing weapons; who could remember the date?

Many low-level technicians and logistics personnel had already been transferred by Le Da Yuan to produce magic crystal weapons, yet even with that, they still couldn't keep up with the consumption rate at the front lines.

Once they lost the advantage of their weapons, casualties would increase.

Death seemed to have become the most normal occurrence of the day.

Previously, Cloud Summit itself, along with the arriving survivors, had about thirty thousand people here, among which over twenty thousand were from Ying City and surrounding powers. In these days of fighting, some people had come in from outside, but the numbers were few. Recently, not a single helping hand had arrived; Cloud Summit had become an island.

Even with these people added, the total number was barely over thirty thousand.

How many had already died?

No one knew for sure, but just by looking at the increasingly sparse crowd, it was clear that at least over ten thousand soldiers had perished.

To be honest, if it weren't for Cloud Summit being completely surrounded, those human survivors would have likely collapsed long ago, or if their opponents were fellow humans, they would have surrendered by now.

However, facing the crazed mutated lifeforms, fighting to the death might still offer a glimmer of hope, while surrendering would just be courting death.

But morale was incredibly low.

Le Da Yuan’s ears twitched. His bloodshot eyes turned to a certain direction—the west side of the villa’s wall. Two days ago, a monster over ten meters tall had crashed into that section, and although everyone had worked together to kill that monster and temporarily patched up the wall, it still wasn’t very sturdy. Over these two days, it had become the focal point of the mutated lifeforms’ attacks.

Just a moment ago, several loud crashes echoed, clearly not the sound of Cloud Summit’s weapons. Le Da Yuan estimated that yet another monster had arrived there.

“A-Guai!”

“Guai Uncle!”

A few people suddenly supported a person who was on the verge of collapsing. Le Da Yuan looked over and found his assistant A-Guai in a brief state of shock, red liquid flowing from his eyes.

For these past days, A-Guai had been just as sleepless as him, constantly crafting various bullets. This new double-drive magic crystal weapon developed by Cloud Summit had immense power; white-grade firearms combined with these white-grade bullets could kill level 5 mutated lifeforms. If the survivors were marksmen or had shooting skills, they posed a lethal threat to level 6 lifeforms.

It was precisely because of these powerful point-to-point killing weapons that Cloud Summit had been able to hold the line in the absence of high-level evolvers.

However… everyone knew the situation was getting worse, especially after the Heavenly Spider Protective Net was shattered yesterday, rendering aerial defenses completely paralyzed. They had to allocate a large number of personnel to defend against flying mutated lifeforms, creating an atmosphere of chaos in the villa. Almost all reserve forces had been sent to the front lines, and if the situation further deteriorated, the only evolvers not yet deployed—those from Le Da Yuan’s lab—would also have to take up weapons and join the fight.

A-Guai's mental and physical strength had been drained, and he could no longer hold on.

“Help him down to rest.” Le Da Yuan glanced at his assistant’s injuries, knowing they were due to exhaustion. Despite the trauma to his eyes, it wasn’t a problem for an evolver; he just needed time to recover.