Apocalypse After

Mission Failed

The mat! The mat! The mat!

The rest of the blood on the blade slid to the end, then began to drip into the pile of white snow. A man in black robes and wearing a mask stood still in his place while carrying a sword, but made the atmosphere around seem colder than before.

“P-Killer!”

Not knowing who started shouting, but people shouted loudly and started running back to their homes. They slammed the door shut and went into hiding, hoping that the killer wouldn't come after them.

“...”

Seeing such a scene, Alexander was silent. He just stood in his place while waiting. After all, the young man also did not intend to chase and kill them. Not only was it a waste of time and effort, but such a thing also gave him no advantage.

So Alexander chose to forget about it.

“Al ... this-“

Not yet able to Aurora continue her words, Alexander raised his left hand and gestured for them to be silent.

The young man then continued walking. He wandered around the central area of Shelter 1005 then stopped in front of a fairly large house but was almost covered in snow. It almost covered most of the doors.

Looking at that sizable but extremely desolate house, Alexander opened the door forcefully. The young man then looked at the dark room inside the house where a lot of furniture was falling apart, seemingly having already plundered some of its resources.

Alexander looked at the dust that filled the house then nodded lightly.

“Log in. This place is empty. We can stay here for a while.”

Hearing Alexander's words, the five people looked at each other. Although the act of forcibly occupying the house like that was not good, but they did not reject it. After all the place was uninhabited and they felt it was better to stay indoors than to sleep in the wild.

After entering, Alexander immediately asked a few people to clean and collect messy furniture. Most furniture is made of wood and stone. So collected in different corners.

The young man took out a small axe and began to cut the broken wooden furniture into small pieces. He gathered them neatly, then brought some of them in front of a simple fireplace.

Alexander arranged some wood in the fireplace, then took out three objects. One of them contained a dark powder pouch, and the other two were stones formed into two sticks along the index finger.

The young man skillfully spread out a bit of powder, then used both flint stones to make a splash.

Ding!

A spark of fire was created, directly thrown into the flammable powder. Moments later, the wood in the fireplace started to burn. Finally, light and warmth appeared in the room.

“You can rest.”

Alexander took a breath. He then went to a rather clean place, put down the backpack then sat leaning back with a relieved expression behind his mask.

The young man took off his mask then took out a dried jerky as well as a small bottle of wine. He felt absolutely no guilt after killing people, could even eat and drink quietly. Either because he doesn't care, or maybe he's used to it until he's numb.

“What do we do next?” aurora asked breaking the silence.

“For now, we stay here for two days.” Alexander said in a flat tone.

“So long?” ask Aurora.

Four people looked confused. According to them, two days is not at all long. Alexander understood what Aurora meant.

“We lack food and water. There are still some household appliances here. We can boil enough water to use on the way to the next stop,” said Alexander.

“Good,” reply Aurora.

Alexander made water using the piled snow. The snow at the very top of the precarious is quite clean and can be used. If in early winter, it may be mixed with dust and dirt, but in late winter like this it is safer.

Even so, they still had to boil it until it boiled. Not only that, as a precaution, the boiled water will be left for one night. In the next morning, urinate the top and bottom, using the middle only.

The water can already be consumed, but Alexander plans to make a decoction of some fruits and herbs. Not only as an antidote to cold, but also to lower the freezing point. Do not let the water they carry freeze and cannot be drunk.

“Please excuse me, Sir. In addition to water, our food supply is also getting thinner.” Daisy said politely.

“Indeed.” Alexander nodded lightly. “Although so, we can't hunt now. Once the water is collected, we will continue our journey. We will also hunt for food on the way to the next place, so you guys can relax.”

Hearing that, the five women nodded with stern expressions on their faces.

Aurora agrees with Alexander's arrangement, but is still somewhat curious.

“Shelter 1004. Unlike the Shelter 1005 and the other seven low-level shelters, the shelter was in the most remote location and was considered very safe due to its location. It is quite far from here, but we can certainly get to the destination safely if we pass the safest route.

We'll stay there for a while for some reason. I want to train Jane and Nene, let them lay the basics down first. In addition, the five of you must also train for cooperation.

Lastly, after my wound healed completely ..”

Alexander's eyes narrowed.

“I'll break through level 3.”

***

Meanwhile, in Melissa's residence at Shelter 11.

“Did you see Claude? I couldn't find him in his room.”

While walking down the hallway, Melissa asked the waiter who was cleaning the house. The woman immediately stood up straight and countered respectfully.

“Report Miss, Mr. Claude is now practicing in the backyard.”

Hearing that, Melissa nodded. He then walked towards the backyard where Claude was training.

In the snow-covered backyard, Claude gripped tightly onto his sword. The man imagined a figure not far in front of him. A man with a ferocious face and wearing a great sword like a butcher knife.

Yes ... that person is ‘Boris the butcher’.

Swooshes!

Claude rolled on the ground, got up, slashed, ran, and made an extremely fast series of combos. The sword swing continued to slash through the air, or rather try to attack the imaginary figure that was fighting against it.

SWOOSH!

“Claude!”

The screams of a woman resuscitated Claude. The imaginary figure disappeared, he then turned his head towards the source of the voice which was Melissa who was walking towards him.

“Nona Melissa!” said the man with a respectful expression.

“How many times do I have to say? Shouldn't you be training? Isn't this snowfall? Why don't you take good care of your body?” melissa said with a dissatisfied expression.

“I didn't break your order, Miss Melissa.” Claude's expression became more serious. “If not practice, I will not be able to meet the expectations of the teacher. I need to get stronger! At least strong enough to defeat that guy!”

Seeing the serious expression on Claude's face, Melissa nodded. He glanced towards the room where Jacob was still lying unconscious. Taking a deep breath, the woman said.

“I've got word that your mother has a rare ingredient that could resuscitate Uncle Jacob. However, he did not want to give it directly because it was unfair to the other brothers and sisters. Mother wants to give me a task and contributions can be exchanged for these materials. So ...

Will you accompany me on that task, Claude?”

Claude immediately nodded with a stern expression.

“YA!”

***

Meanwhile, in a room in the Rosewald Family residence, Shelter 1.

A man knelt in front of Alvonso who was sitting while propping up his chin.

“So, what do you want to report to me?”

Hearing the question, the man who was kneeling in front of Alvonso slightly shivered. Forcing himself not to be nervous, the man said in a voice as calm as he could.

“Lapor Tuan, the main mission you assigned ..”

“Have failed.”

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