WMSR – QT Chapter 121

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 121

By

siofra

Chapter 121: The Senior of the Apocalypse

Along the way, Gu Song seized every available moment to brief everyone on the inner workings of the Lingxiao Survivor Base, expanding everyone's comprehension of their new destination. Finally, the massive survivor safe zone—the Lingxiao Base—loomed into their line of sight.

As they approached the compound, a dense phalanx of guards came into view, complemented by fortifications and perimeter defense structures that utterly eclipsed their previous modest outpost. Beyond the sophisticated array of watchtowers, multiple tiers of moat-like water barriers designed to obstruct infected hordes stretched across the perimeter, leaving the travelers utterly awestruck.

As the largest safe zone in the region, the compound hummed with a rare, vibrant pulse of human activity despite the bleak apocalypse. Long lines of citizens snaked before the checkpoints under the watchful eyes of armed sentries, awaiting routine screening to clear entry into the sanctuary.

Bai Yichen noticed that alongside the civilians enduring the protracted queues, individuals occasionally flashed a specialized token to the front-line guards, stepped aside, and bypassed the line entirely to be ushered inside. He deduced that these individuals exercised the priority privileges granted to long-term residents that Gu Song had previously detailed.

Stepping up to the Lingxiao Base for the first time, Bai Yichen's contingent possessed zero administrative paperwork. Yet Gu Song bypassed the general queues entirely, leading the group straight to the forward checkpoint to present his credentials as a supernatural ability wielder.

Recognizing an ability wielder instantly, the guard snapped to respectful attention, while the ordinary citizens waiting in the adjacent lines cast gazes of mingled awe and envy toward the group.

Indeed, securing priority entry into a safe zone relied either on holding a permanent resident token or declaring a combat ability—with the latter route commanding an even higher priority tier. Within this brutal reality, wielders possessing the capacity to combat zombies wielded profound structural privileges. Bolstered by several combat wielders in his ranks alongside the inclusion of an exceptionally formidable independent master, Gu Song radiated absolute confidence. He understood perfectly that their specific delegation—especially merging into the base alongside a powerhouse of Mr. Lin's caliber—would instantly capture the attention of Lingxiao's executive leadership.

True to expectations, the moment Gu Song declared his wielder status and announced an incoming mass migration of auxiliary fighters—highlighting that one of their number was not a standard operative, but the legendary veteran who had operated in absolute isolation deep within central Z City for years—administrative processing greased its wheels immediately, and scouts dispatched the intelligence upward with blistering speed.

Author's Note:I initially planned to write up to the confrontation/love-rival arena sequence here, but my creative stamina capped out, so this is all I managed o(╥﹏╥)o

Chapter 61: The Senior of the Apocalypse (17)

Within a survival safe zone, elite ability wielders constituted the bedrock of foundational security. Consequently, the intelligence traveled through the administrative hierarchy without obstruction until it reached the desk of Xiao Yi, the active administrator and absolute strongest wielder of the Lingxiao Survivor Base.

"The water-style wielder named Lin from Z City?" Pausing upon receiving the dispatch, Xiao Yi lowered his pen behind his executive desk, registering genuine astonishment. "Are you certain? Is it genuinely him?"

The reporting subordinate understood Xiao Yi's disbelief and nodded with absolute certainty. "Confirmed. I verified the credentials—it is indeed the reclusive Mr. Lin. Word is that Z City's final refugee outpost dissolved and initiated migration toward our safe zone. Deprived of localized food supply chains tied to that outpost, Mr. Lin elected to accompany the refugees into our sanctuary."

"Splendid. Excellent news." Hearing the confirmation, a rare smile broke across Xiao Yi's habitually stern, frosty countenance. Elite ability wielders formed the core pillar of a safe zone's survival; consequently, beyond sheltering civilians, restoring baseline infrastructure, and dispatching combat squads to scavenge resources from infected ruins, recruiting regional power-wielders ranked among their most critical mandates—though executing it successfully remained notoriously difficult.

Wielders inclined to join a safe zone generally integrated early on, whereas those who maintained prolonged independence while sustaining elite combat metrics clearly harbored zero baseline inclination toward communal governance. Their formidable combat output allowed them to thrive independently across the wasteland without lacking followers, rendering standardized safe zones largely unappealing to autonomous powerhouses.

Now, hearing that an elite wielder had independently sought out his safe zone to establish permanent residency filled Xiao Yi with immense gratification.

In truth, Xiao Yi had long since tracked rumors of the enigmatic wielder stationed in the adjacent Z City sector—whispers of an aquatic controller whose lethal precision rivaled his own tiering. When the safe zones first achieved operational stability, Xiao Yi had dispatched scout delegations to court him, though those overtures naturally met with rejection. He never anticipated that shifting geopolitical conditions—specifically the complete evacuation of Z City's civilian outposts—would funnel the man directly into his administrative fold. Was this what they called stumbling into effortless fortune?

Bathed in relaxed optimism, Xiao Yi smiled and issued his directives: "In that case, ensure Mr. Lin receives prime hospitality. Allocate the detached executive villas in District A for his residence. As for the accompanying outpost refugees, place the ability wielders within District A as well, while housing the civilians in District B. However, should Mr. Lin express a preference to reside directly alongside his traveling companions, accommodate his wishes unconditionally. Guarantee their absolute satisfaction."

"Understood."

"Very well. They must be thoroughly exhausted from the transit today—prioritize their settlement. Once they settle in over the next couple of days, I will arrange a personal meeting with Mr. Lin myself."

"Affirmed, I will manage the logistics seamlessly. Ah, before I forget—this is the official registry manifest detailing today's incoming arrivals, including Mr. Lin and the outpost contingent. Please review it at your convenience." Delivering the update, the subordinate placed the heavy ledger resting in his arms directly onto the polished mahogany desk.

Xiao Yi glanced down at the manifest, nodding in acknowledgment. "Noted. Leave it here, and resume your duties."

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