[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-apocalypse-i-have-a-multiplier-system":3,"chapter-apocalypse-i-have-a-multiplier-system-apocalypse-i-have-a-multiplier-system-chapter-270":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1538368,2001,"Chapter 270 - 270 270 Letters","apocalypse-i-have-a-multiplier-system-chapter-270",270,"\u003Cp>Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Letters Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Letters “That’s true,” the middle-aged woman from earlier spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She gives us so much, and I can’t even imagine what her life is like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always working behind the scenes, making sure we’re safe and happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I feel like we don’t appreciate her enough.” There was a brief silence, and then one of the teenagers, who had been watching the combat training area, turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was full of energy and determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We should do something for her!” he said, his voice loud enough to catch the attention of a few people nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What could we do?” asked an older man, crossing his arms thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Su doesn’t really show herself, and she’s so busy…” “We could still try to find a way,” the teenager insisted, his eyes bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know, maybe leave her a message?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or do something nice around the base to show her we’re grateful?” The teenager’s idea of writing letters was spreading fast, and soon, more and more people gathered to share their thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a feeling of warmth in the air, a sense of togetherness that hadn’t been there before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think writing letters is a great idea,” said the middle-aged woman from earlier, smiling softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s something personal, something that comes from the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if we don’t know her real name, we can still let her know how much we appreciate everything she’s done for us.” The group nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t need to know Boss Su’s face or her real name—she was always just “Boss Su” to them, the one who had built Hope Base and made it a place where people could survive and thrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll write one,” said the young man who had been working out at the gym.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve got a lot to thank her for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I first came here, I was so lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hope Base gave me a place to stay when I couldn’t afford anything else.” Another woman, standing nearby, spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I came here with nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had lost everything…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>my home, my family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Boss Su made sure the rent was cheap, and the food was affordable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was able to start over because of her.” One by one, the tenants began to share their stories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t long before the mood shifted from excitement to something deeper, more heartfelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that Hope Base wasn’t just a shelter—it was something more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a place that had given them all hope when they needed it most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think we should all write letters,” the teenager said, his voice a little softer now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve all had tough times, and Boss Su gave us a second chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s time we let her know how much that means to us.” The group agreed, and soon, people were scattering to find paper and pens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The excitement of the gym had faded, replaced by a quiet determination to put their feelings into words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By midday, the letters were starting to pile up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were dozens of them, each one filled with heartfelt thanks, personal stories, and words of appreciation for Boss Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People who had never written a letter before found themselves carefully choosing their words, trying to express just how much the base had changed their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were stories of dark moments, of times when they had thought all hope was lost, only to find themselves welcomed into Hope Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some letters were simple and short, while others were long and detailed, but every one of them carried the same message: gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Su, I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, but I hope you do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I came to Hope Base with nothing but my child and a bag of clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t know how I was going to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But you made sure the rent was low, and the food was affordable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My son and I are doing better now, and I owe it all to you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not sure what I would have done without this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you from the bottom of my heart.” Even Yuan Xin, the young boy Boss Su had taken in, decided to write a letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His small hands gripped the pen tightly as he thought about what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss Su had been like a guardian to him, taking him in when he had no one and even curing his father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t charged him for food or accommodation, and though she had given him a job as her assistant, Yuan Xin knew it was her way of giving him a future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His letter was simple but full of love: “Dear Boss Su, Thank you for everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You didn’t just give me a place to stay—you gave me a new life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know how to repay you, but I’ll work hard and do my best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope you’re proud of me.” At exactly 1 PM, Yuan Xin walked down the hallway of the main building, holding a stack of letters in his small hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was nervous, but he knew what he had to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he approached the conference room, he felt his heart beat faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Xin entered the room and took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the speaker on the wall and called out, “Boss Su?” For a moment, there was silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the familiar mechanical voice responded, “Yes, Yuan Xin?” Yuan Xin’s heart skipped a beat, but he steadied himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The people of Hope Base…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they wrote these letters for you.” “Hm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What for?” Su Jiyai was confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t ask the tenants to write letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or is it the petition for something new?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They wanted to say something to you and had written it down on the paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If possible please read the blue cover envelope first.” There was a pause, and for a moment, Yuan Xin wasn’t sure what would happen next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the mechanical voice spoke again, softer this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I will look at them.” Su Jiyai said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she was curious as to what was written in the 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