[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo":3,"chapter-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-102":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Sickly Cannon Fodder: Spoiled by the Powerful Apocalypse Bosses",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},562753,814,"Chapter 102","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-102",102,"\u003Cp>When the echoes faded, silence swallowed the stairwell once more. Four bodies lay sprawled across the floor. Richard idly spun the gun in his hand, a faint, thoughtful expression crossing his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... this is what it feels like to kill.\" It was his first time pulling the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... There was no nausea. No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a simple action: squeeze, fire. Easier than he had imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered the gun and, without ceremony, stored it back into his space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the corpses vanished. The convenience of his ability made cleanup effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the blood pooling on the floor—he didn’t even bother with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had more important things to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he finished storing Bill’s body, he suddenly turned and saw a face peeking out from behind the sixth-floor safety door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Julia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lived on the sixth floor. Hearing the commotion, she had come out to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the group chat, she already knew people were planning to deal with Richard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had assumed that this time, he was finished. She never expected that the one who would die... was Bill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse still, she had just witnessed Richard making a body disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-where... where did he go...?\" Her eyes widened in horror, convinced for a moment that she was hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full-grown man—gone, just like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the others... Were they all dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze slowly lifted to Richard—the only one still standing. Terror flooded her eyes, swallowing everything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Richard’s expression turned glacial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well... since you’ve seen it.\" There was no warmth left in his voice. \"Then I don’t have a choice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing intent flickered in his eyes. She had seen his secret. That meant she couldn’t live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single shot rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another body hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Richard moved faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse disappeared almost instantly, leaving behind only dark, spreading stains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—as if nothing had happened—he continued downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifth floor. Apartment 501.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gunshots had been unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy recognized them instantly. Her training overseas had not been for nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To most, it might have sounded like firecrackers... or some kind of explosion. But she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That had been gunfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart jolted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone in this building has a gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And almost immediately, a single name surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Richard Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no one else it could be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was that just now?\" Leonard stepped out of his room, frowning. \"Sounded like... firecrackers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped when he saw Suzy standing in the living room, pale as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle... someone fired a gun,\" she said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard froze. \"A gun? Are you sure?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard gunshots before, long ago—but the memory was faint. He had assumed it was some kind of explosion. After all, in a country with such strict gun control... Who would have one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy nodded, firm and certain. \"Yes. I’m sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been training regularly in her space—with real firearms, real ammunition. No one knew that sound better than she did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you think it was...?\" Leonard asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Richard Stone.\" She replied without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard said nothing more, instead pulling out his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group chat had already exploded with messages. Many had heard the noise, but no one knew what it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Questions flooded in. Speculation ran wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one had answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy turned to the surveillance feed. As expected, five minutes earlier, Richard had passed through the corridor outside their apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her suspicion hardened into certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... Where was he going?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after confirming he had left did Suzy carefully open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incident had happened just upstairs. The moment the stairwell door opened, the smell hit them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunpowder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beneath it, a thick, metallic sweetness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lingered heavily in the air, nauseating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy and Leonard went up to check, but there was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They returned in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy already knew the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stored them... in his space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after they left—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hannah appeared on the sixth floor. She studied the bloodstains carefully, her expression darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she pulled out her phone and called Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She told him everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end of the line, Sean’s expression shifted as he listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the call ended, he dialed another number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The line connected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, steady male voice answered: \"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sean’s voice was low. \"...That guy might have a gun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy and Leonard made the decision without hesitation—they would move out today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no staying here any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The windows were shattered. The rain would not stop anytime soon. Sooner or later, the apartment would flood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, the temperature was beginning to normalize. There was no longer any reason to remain here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suzy, are your things packed?\" Leonard asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy stepped out of her room. \"All done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything worth taking had already been stored in her space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about you, Uncle?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m ready too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy walked into Leonard’s room and swept the rest of his belongings into her space with practiced ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then let’s go,\" Leonard said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They put on masks, armed themselves, and gave the apartment one final check—nothing left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming the stairwell was empty, they set off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They made their way down to the underground parking garage. From there, they could head directly to the safehouse in Building Eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journey was eerily quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storm still raged outside, and every shop had long since closed. There was nothing left to buy, even if anyone dared to go out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people had barricaded themselves indoors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t take long before they reached the entrance to Building Eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The building had already lost power. The elevator was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy and Leonard exchanged a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard let out a helpless laugh. \"Looks like we’re climbing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twentieth floor. Just thinking about it was exhausting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy felt her vision dim slightly—but gritted her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step by step, they climbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally reached the door, Leonard exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...That wasn’t as bad as I thought.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the constant nourishment from the spirit spring water, their bodies had grown noticeably stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, climbing six floors would have left her breathless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, twenty floors felt manageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy took out some spirit spring water and handed Leonard a cup.\u003C\u002Fp>",1058,"2026-05-30T15:23:36.944Z","2026-06-01T04:31:34.774Z",1,"novelbin.me","2faf28d8707d09e3093fd65fde2c7c923cac949c7143ab228a6a67a8b5455435","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-103","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-101",210,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-cover.jpg"]