Apocalypse God Mode: Unlocked (Cecilia) novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 The Window Is Closing

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“Same principle as when we absorb crystals. Even if you’re level 3 and you use a level 3 crystal, it won’t push you to the next tier. It just tops off your energy. To break through, you need a level 4 crystal.”

“Even with two level 3 crystals, I can’t crack the level 4 barrier?”

“Correct. And if you’re lucky enough to find a level 5 crystal? Don’t use it. The overload would kill you.”

Hendrick followed the logic.

Why would it lead to sudden death?

Their ability channels expanded as they leveled up.

Think of it like a plastic bag. It holds what it holds. Cram in too much, and it tears.

Ability channels ran parallel to the body’s natural meridians.

If those burst, you were dead.

“So, to keep climbing, we need level 4 crystals…”

Hendrick’s brow furrowed. That was a tall order.

Cecelia read his concern. “Your team can’t take a level 4 mutated cat. But a level 4 zombie? Maybe. If you’re lucky enough to find one.”

Based on the timeline from her previous life:

The apocalypse was barely over a month old.

Zombie evolution, like human leveling, took time.,

She’d been reborn less than a week ago. Passing crystal intel to Timothy’s team that early had given them a

massive head start.

Reaching level 3 in under a week put them leagues ahead of every other ability user out there.

“If the rat swarm hadn’t happened, we might’ve hunted some mutated zombies inside Merriton. But the way things look, we should get through and out as fast as possible.”

The car rolled to a stop. Hendrick stared at the mountain of corpses blocking the road ahead and winced.

They’d need to clear the road before the convoy could pass.

He turned to her. “How are you feeling right now?”

“Hard to say.”

Cecelia cracked the window. The stench of rot hit her like a wall–thick, putrid, nauseating.

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1:59 pm PTM.

Chapter 122 The Window Is Closing

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“The rat swarm is over. Whether we’ll run into other mutated creatures on the way through, I can’t guarantee. But the longer we wait, the worse it gets. This city attracted one swarm. It can attract another. Rats breed in waves. Their numbers are beyond anything we can imagine.”

Bottom line: hit the window between swarms. Push through Merriton now. More delays meant more danger.

Hendrick got the message. “Then, let’s head back. Get everyone packed. We’re punching through Merriton.”

Meanwhile.

Jayson’s car.

Cillian watched Hendrick’s vehicle start heading back. “They’re not grabbing anything? Just … leaving?”

Jayson was confused too.

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Merriton was a wreck, sure, but the threat level seemed lower than before. Maybe they could scavenge some supplies.

He spoke quietly. “Cillian, follow them back. Taylor, you stay with me. We’ll search for supplies here.”

No way he was letting Timothy’s group clean out everything later.

Half an hour into the drive back-

Cecelia closed her eyes, arms crossed, leaning against the reclined seat. She slipped into her blank space.

On the green lawn inside.

A cluster of fuzzy yellow chicks was chirping around the cobalt pool.

From yesterday afternoon to this morning–enough time for the eggs to hatch inside the space.

The hen was pecking at the dirt beside the pool, working the soil under the grass.

And she’d actually found something. A fat, red, wriggling earthworm.

“Well, look at that…”

Cecelia crouched to get a better look.

The worm was several times thicker than anything you’d see outside.

About eight inches long and thrashing violently.

But against the hen’s beak, it didn’t stand a chance.

One peck. Snapped in half.

1:59 pm PTM.

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