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Saving the World in an Apocalypse-Style Text Game-Chapter 136 - 124 The Function of the Doomsdays Origin_1
Chapter 136: Chapter 124 The Function of the Doomsday’s Origin_1
Chapter 136 -124 The Function of the Doomsday’s Origin_1
The Fighter, fully committed to his belief of clinging to strong allies, shared everything he knew about his mission assigned by Amos with Lin Xun.
“…Actually, I think Amos is overthinking it. Given your style, Blood King, you couldn’t possibly be an official apostle.”
“Our Lord wants you to use the separated ‘Fragments of the Doomsday Source’ to destroy the base of the official apostles, which is a bit radical.”
Lin Xun twitched the corner of his mouth, an imaginary horde of wild horses stampeding in his mind.
Finally, he understood the purpose of the Doomsday Source and why officials fear apostles getting the Doomsday Source.
‘The Doomsday Source’ is the origin of every Doomsday Chapter.
Upon entering a new chapter, the underworld game always prompts whether one wants to leave the safe house to explore the origin of the Doomsday, referring to the ‘Doomsday Source’.
‘Doomsday Source’, when used in reality, creates a polluted Doomsday area.
For example, the ‘Ultimate Doomsday Source – Profane Blood Sun’ obtained by Lin Xun. Using it in reality is equivalent to summoning a small part of the Blood Sun in the sky.
An apostle using the Doomsday Source will turn into a terrifying monster. Until this monster is killed, the contaminated Doomsday area will continue to expand, to the limit of the particular Doomsday Source.
Within the polluted area, Doomsday monsters will continuously emerge until the power of the Doomsday Source is exhausted.
The higher-level and more complicated the Doomsday Source is, the stronger the monsters it creates, and the faster the pollution area expands.
After understanding all this, Lin Xun expressionlessly said, “So, does Amos want me to use the ‘Doomsday Source’ at the Public Security Bureau, turn into a monster and die?”
The Fighter vigorously shook his head and quickly replied, “My Lord, you are a newcomer; you may not understand everything.”
“Our organization has found a way to separate the ‘Fragments of the Doomsday Source’. Comrades no longer need to sacrifice and turn into monsters.”
“It’s just that using the ‘Doomsday Source’ in this way, its power is much inferior compared to the original…”
Saying this, a mass of sand as sticky as glue emerged in the Fighter’s hand.
The sand, no larger than a coin, emitted a faint yellow light.
[Separated Type IV Doomsday Source Fragment – ‘Withered Stream Sand’: This item is unique, and it always drops when an apostle dies. This item has been separated and thus, can’t be solidified into a Sacred Object.]
“Blood King, you just need to consume a bit of your soul’s strength to use it in reality.”
“After using it, you won’t turn into a monster. But correspondingly, without an apostle leading the creation of Doomsday monsters in the polluted area, the pollution’s effectiveness will be greatly reduced.”
“What Amos wants is for you to use the ‘Doomsday Source’ at Wencheng’s Public Security Bureau to complete the mission and then fade away. Of course, if you could kill a few official apostles on the spot, that would be even better.”
Lin Xun took the Doomsday Source from the Fighter and put it in his inventory.
“Is there a time limit for the task?”
“Amos said it must be done within three days. If you exceed the time limit, you will lose the qualification to become an agent.”
“Give me your phone number.”
“139XXXXXXXX”
Lin Xun picked up the landline from the bedside table in the guest room, first dialed the front desk to activate an additional charge for an external line service, then dialed the number the Fighter gave him.
When the Fighter’s phone rang, Lin Xun hung up:
“I have your number now. If there comes a day when I can’t reach you, you know what will happen.”
The Fighter nodded like a pecking chicken.
“Get out.”
After the Fighter left, Lin Xun pressed the side button of his watch, sending out a signal.
Soon, Little White Deer’s voice came from outside the door:
“Hello, I’m here to clean the room.”
The door opened, and Lu Caiyi, dressed as a cleaning lady, pushed a cart in.
She asked, “What took so long to talk? I thought something happened to you.”
Still immersed in the feeling of dealing with the Fighter, Lin Xun frowned and blurted out, “Call me Master!”
Lu Caiyi was taken aback, not sure whether this was part of their role-play.
Her cheeks trending pink with embarrassment, she gathered the bottom hem of her uniform and actually cooed, “Master~”
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s whisper, sweet and tender.
…
At the Special Affairs Office of the Bureau of Culture, in the third floor conference room.
In a huge conference room, only three people were present, Lin Xun, Li Xingyue, and Wang Zong.
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After Lin Xun explained his face-to-face meeting with the Fighter.
Li Xingyue and Wang Zong were both surprised.
“Have you manipulated one of Amos’s agents?”
“Damn, is this Amos guy planning to bomb my Public Security Bureau?!”
Ignoring Wang Zong, Lin Xun said to the black silk-clad beauty, “Temporarily, I think. Such people need occasional rebukes; threats alone won’t work for long, there also has to be a carrot.”
“Indeed. But even temporary control of an agent is a pleasant surprise, especially since you will soon become an agent yourself.”
Wang Zong’s eyes widened in disbelief: “Hey, hey, hey, Li Xingyue, what do you mean? You want our armed group’s son-in-law to bomb the armed group?”
Li Xingyue narrowed her eyes: “What armed group’s son-in-law? Did you ask me?”
“You really overstep, even meddling in your subordinate’s personal matters.”
Seeing the conversation veering off course, Lin Xun quickly realigned the topic:
“The problem now is, how can I complete Amos’s task and become an agent successfully.”
“Surely, I won’t really have to use the Doomsday Source to attack the armed group, right?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Xingyue and Wang Zong both fell silent.
Keep in mind that the Public Security Bureau consists not only of armed group’s apostles but also basic staffers and several Public Security Officers.
All these people are ordinary; they are not apostles.
The chances of survival in the polluted area caused by the Doomsday Source are extremely low.
If these ordinary people are evacuated before the attack.
Even if Lin Xun successfully completes the task, the New World would certainly find out that something’s wrong with his identity.
After a long silence, the female boss finally said, “There are still three days until the time specified by Amos. We don’t need to rush.”
“This is what we’ll do, Lin Xun, go home first and wait for our notification. I need to report this to the headquarters and decide later.”
Just as Lin Xun was about to rise and leave.
He suddenly remembered that he hadn’t used the ‘Wild Thunder Scroll of Cloudless Wilderness’ given to him by the black silk-clad woman for self-defense.
If this item was provided by Li Xingyue herself, he would have to return it to his female boss. He didn’t want Li Xingyue to suffer a loss.
He flipped his wrist, preparing to actualize the item.
Li Xingyue lightly smiled and stopped his hand.
The typically domineering Li Xingyue suddenly blinked playfully and said:
“Keep it, I can get reimbursed.”
“…”
At a loss for words, Lin Xun thanked his boss and Wang Zong and then left the Bureau of Culture building.
Just as he walked out of the courtyard and was preparing to hail a cab home,
He saw a familiar white car parked on the side of the road. A girl in a white floral dress was leaning against the car door, waving at him.
He got a ride home in Little White Deer’s car.
Once home, Lin Xun glanced at the time. His soul strength in the game had recovered.
Book of Salvation, activate!