Chapter 707: Appearance

President, are we no longer cooperating with the Huaxia War Zone?

Sitting on the table of a nun's school, an Awakened One with abundant body hair, like a beast, asked in a loud voice toward a refined gentleman.

In the Soviet War Zone, men like the President are rare.

Stroking his right-hand weapon shaped like a cannon, the Leader lightly shook his head, looking helplessly at his capable aide.

Yeshou Mengkes

"Keep it down, don't lure the monsters outside the school."

After giving that reminder, he frowned and sighed:

"There's no need to continue cooperating."

"Other war zones aren't idiots; in the siege against the Huaxia War Zone, they suffered heavy losses while we remained unaffected."

"Even idiots know we definitely leaked the information."

"If we keep cooperating, we'll probably be the first to be besieged."

He patiently explained.

The powerful Awakened Ones brought by the Soviet War Zone this time cannot be easily lost.

As a bitterly cold land, their situation in the real world is not easy.

Many war zones don't know that the Soviet Union has already used tactical nuclear bombs several times to kill mutants.

Fortunately, the land is vast and sparsely populated, so the pollution from nuclear radiation need not be considered for now.

Although it appears to be one of the world's three major powers, its military is actually worrisome, relying solely on nuclear weapons.

Yeshou Mengkes did not understand.

He gulped down a mouthful of strong liquor and looked at his Leader:

"Then President, why don't we go hunt Awakened Ones on our own?"

"Now everyone has points; if we don't take the chance to kill them while they can't leave, what if they escape..."

With a strong fighting spirit, as an Awakened One of the Soviet War Zone, belligerence is ingrained in their bones.

Could the Leader be worried that going out will bring retaliation from other war zones?

What era is this? Just surviving is enough.

Never mind the endless zombie hordes in the real world; the war zones can't even go to war with each other.

Even if they could, the trial's rule requiring everyone to massacre each other is just self‑preservation for them.

"It's not because of that."

The President shook his head, his eyes showing some hesitation.

He opened his private chat interface and showed it to everyone.

The message came from Fiona, the Captain of the Latin American War Zone.

He blinked in surprise.

Everyone looked over curiously.

Fiona's reputation still carries some weight among many survivors.

Especially since it's said that this woman, before the Apocalypse broke out, studied abroad in Europe together with our Leader.

Although the Leader said it didn't matter, they were still quite concerned.

"Awakened Ones can no longer hunt each other, or else they will encounter an extremely terrifying event."

"The first mission is a trap?"

Looking at the warning sent by Fiona, an Awakened One covered in chains furrowed his brows with a strange expression.

"This woman, is her saintly heart overflowing again?"

After saying that, he glanced embarrassedly at the Leader's expression and found the Leader wasn't angry.

The President gave a wry smile and sighed.

That's right.

Fiona's reputation is entirely due to her conduct.

But he actually admires her.

As a rare Awakened One willing to broadcast all kinds of information in the chat channel, even sharing insights on fighting mutants.

He asked himself if he could do that.

Especially since she can even send her subordinates' physical bodies across war‑zone borders just to deliver messages to other zones.

Just based on that, she has truly saved many survivors.

"Fiona wouldn't talk nonsense."

The man muttered quietly, he knew Fiona's character well.

Perhaps to outsiders it seems a bit laughable, even saintly.

But he knows she truly harbors the sincerest goodwill.

And that's exactly why.

Upon receiving the message, he also voluntarily stopped thinking about hunting Awakened Ones.

Although, it seems a bit late?

In his hesitation, he still decided to open Fiona's private message, preparing to contact her and clarify the situation.

Fortunately, after entering the Trial Ground, there is a separate chat channel here.

But it requires the other party to accept it voluntarily.

"Can you explain the specifics?"

"Have you discovered something?"

Fiona, you know that.

Actually stopping the hunt now is a big loss for us. Our war zone really needs three Fourth Rank...

Information transmitted.

Inside the orphanage.

The girl, stiff in place, maintaining the same posture, gazed despairingly at the sky.

In the darkness, it was as if a sealed cover trapped them here.

Looking at the only private chat that replied to her, she gave a bitter laugh.

It's too late...

They've come out...

Upon receiving the message, the leader of the Soviet War Zone froze slightly, his whole body's hairs standing on end.

In those few short words, he could almost feel the other's deep despair.

What... not...

The message has not been sent yet.

A cold mechanical sound suddenly rang out.

Trial Announcement:

Current death toll, 49%!

Inner World Progress: 2/9!

Note: Trial participants who have not slain the Arbiter will no longer gain points!

What!?

He suddenly looked up.

The man stared in shock at the blood-red count above his head.

In just a few seconds, he had not checked the death data.

He only then discovered that nearly half of those who had entered the power trial had died.

What on earth happened!?

A chilling cold, like falling into an ice cave.

The rapidly jumping numbers seemed to be mocking them.

Leader! Outside the school, a Black Tide has appeared!

Hoarse from shouting.

The Awakened Ones responsible for guarding outside stared in disbelief at the suddenly appearing Black Tide.

It was a spider that only clutched a human head.

The man called the Leader instinctively looked up toward the window.

All that could be seen was the skull held in the spider's claws, which turned out to be dead Awakened Ones.

His gaze was full of resentment.

They have come for revenge.

Death toll: 51%...

Death toll: 52%...

Outside the Trial Tower.

Over ten thousand Awakened Ones still chatting stared blankly at the rapidly increasing numbers.

Everyone's faces were filled with horror.

Within the crimson vortex, mournful wails seemed to be heard.

How could so many people die in an instant!!

Several mental power Awakened Ones who constantly monitored the numbers gaped with their mouths open.

Clearly, aside from the start, the numbers had plummeted rapidly.

Afterwards, they decreased regularly.

But the sudden surge of data truly startled them.

How long has it been?

As of now, no Survivors have emerged from the trial.

At this rate of death, everyone suspects...

... whether anyone could make it out alive.

Unable to contact those inside...

What exactly did they encounter?

Heart in mouth.

A minority of Awakened Ones looked relieved, glad they were not of the Power System.

Too terrifying...

In the panic, many even entertained the idea of withdrawing from the trial.