In the dream.
The sea of blood surged to the sky, hidden within were nurous claws and tentacles.
That was the monstrous blood-flesh mutation— the Blood Tide Master!
Besides that, there were hundreds of ters tall green-black giants, terrifying snake dragons in the Black Fog...
Black Fog King, Miscreation of the Earth...
Twelve monstrous creatures rampaged, and Sky City fell...
Then ca the actual apocalypse.
The survivors hid in all directions, fighting over a bit of food and resources with various monsters, wilderness folk, and even their own kind—humanity faded, beastly instincts rose, and everyone turned into beasts for the sake of survival.
But even so, the end still ca unstoppably...
"Ah!"
Morey Pavilion Ziti scread, abruptly waking up from bed, murmuring, "Having this dream again, I’ve had several nightmares since being reborn..."
He pulled back the curtain, gazing at Sky City.
Though his quarters were cramped and the so-called window was only the size of a basin, making it terribly lit, it was paradise compared to life after the fall of Sky City!
He glanced at the old-ti pocket watch, saw it was already 5 am, imdiately washed up, and began his daily training.
"I want to change my forr life’s trajectory and join the Demon Hunter team directly. The apocalypse is not far away, there’s no ti to waste..."
"The power of machinery ultimately needs to be operated by humans... Without the spirit resistance of a Demon Hunter, one is re ants before the dreadful ’King of Nightmares’, having no chance to resist!"
"Joining the Scavenger Team would give a chance to beco a Demon Hunter... The Sky City data library holds much content from the ’Canonical Texts,’ volu two, but I know too little... I must get my hands on it if I have a chance!"
"Hmm... and there’s also the dical departnt, the source of ’Blood Serum’..."
Unsure what he thought of, Morey Pavilion Ziti shivered violently.
...
Half a month later.
Morey Pavilion Ziti entered ’Human Resources Managent’.
He signed in, waited on a long row of chairs, surrounded mostly by young people like him, filled with expectation and anxiety about what lay outside.
Several hours later, a voice rang out, "Morey Pavilion Ziti!"
"Present!"
Morey Pavilion Ziti stood upright out of habit, his voice strong.
"Good, follow to Room 102."
A tall, uniford middle-aged man nodded appreciatively, his expression softening a bit, leading Morey Pavilion Ziti into an office.
"Morey Pavilion Ziti... you’re already sixteen, ti to truly decide your life path."
He sat at the desk, looking at Morey Pavilion Ziti’s file, "Parents died in the line of duty, living alone on relief funds, must be tough, right?"
Since they were considered public martyrs, Sky City offered a certain amount of aid money to orphans like him, but only until adulthood.
"Compared to other orphans, I am already quite fortunate, all thanks to Sky City and the Council of Seven."
Morey Pavilion Ziti straightened his chest and answered loudly.
’This youngster has potential!’
The middle-aged man thought to himself, suddenly smiling, "You have a soldier’s aura, interested in joining ’Security’?"
Security was Sky City’s ard force, responsible for internal patrolling and defending against various monsters externally.
Of course, actual monster attacks were rare, so their main job was still security.
Relatively relaxed, with generous compensation.
"Sorry, officer, my ambition is ’Resource Recovery’!" Morey Pavilion Ziti answered earnestly.
"Becoming a scavenger? Young man... know that the old world is not as wonderful as you imagine, filled with opportunities."
The middle-aged man frowned.
"This is my dream."
Morey Pavilion clearly wasn’t going to budge in this matter.
"Fine, I just hope you don’t co to regret this in the future."
The middle-aged man sighed and signed the application.
"Thank you, sir. May I know which team I will be assigned to? I would like to join Captain Zola’s team," said Morey Pavilion.
"Of course, after all, that team suffered heavy casualties in their last expedition."
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, "In dire need of replenishnt!"
Morey Pavilion’s expression froze and then turned to confusion.
He did not rember anything like that happening!
’However... in my previous life, I initially joined the Security Departnt and only later moved to the captain’s team... Maybe I didn’t pay attention to such matters... The personnel changes in the Scavenger Team were also quite frequent.’
With a bit of confusion, Morey Pavilion received his clothes and an address, which instructed him to report to the team by himself the next day.
’Captain, I am finally going to see you again.’
Morey Pavilion clenched his fist, his eyes filled with anticipation, "A formal eting."
...
The next day, Morey Pavilion wore the Scavenger Team’s uniform and arrived early in the morning at a building.
After entering, he found a reception hall ahead, and Morey Pavilion was familiar with it; behind it was a training field.
At the desk, a young man was busily writing sothing.
’I have seen this person before... On that day on the street, with the captain and the glutton, he is also from this team... No, he isn’t in my mory... Was he transferred or died in battle before I arrived? Anyway, he must be a minor character, not worth paying attention to...’
Morey Pavilion cleared his throat to attract attention.
"Hmm? Who are you?"
Zhong Shenxiu looked up and asked casually.
Recently, the team had been short on manpower, so he was urgently assigned multiple roles like secretary, receptionist, and manual laborer, truly a jack-of-all-trades.
Of course, he also recognized this little guy.
’His behavior is a bit odd, and the doom around him is quite thick, exceeding even the limit of half a protagonist’s fate...’
"I am Morey Pavilion Ziti, here to report to Zola’s Team in the Resource Recovery Departnt!"
Morey Pavilion replied loudly.
"Oh, I have seen the files."
Zhong Shenxiu flipped through the folder, stood up, and extended his hand, "I am Li Wei, also your teammate. I’ll take you to et the captain... Ah, our team is really short on people, it’s great that you could co."
"Okay."
Morey Pavilion felt a surge of joy and followed Zhong Shenxiu to Zola’s office.
"Captain, the new mber is here."
Zhong Shenxiu opened the door and announced.
"Hmm?"
Zola stood up, scrutinizing Morey Pavilion with a discerning gaze, finding him sowhat familiar but not recognizing him.
After all, they had only t once, and it had been half a month since.
"Captain, Morey Pavilion Ziti reporting for duty." Morey Pavilion said excitedly.
"Hmm, welco to the team." Zola showed a sincere smile, "You’ve co at the perfect ti. You can go with Li Wei to the dical departnt for a free physical check-up. Li Wei, although you’ve successfully contained the power of a Middle-level Vassal Demon Hunter without any signs of loss of control, you still need to be checked regularly... This is the Demon Hunter’s protocol."
"Okay," Zhong Shenxiu indifferently agreed, hearing the slightly heavy heartbeat beside him.
’A Middle-level Vassal Demon Hunter?’
Suddenly, Morey Pavilion felt the situation might be getting out of his control; he knew Zola was a Lower-level Vassal Demon Hunter, and that was already quite powerful.
But that raised a question.
Why was a Middle-level Vassal Demon Hunter, in his past life, so inconspicuous within the team?
’Could it be... there was another crisis before this, one that I don’t rember?’
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