Apocalypse God Mode: Unlocked (Cecilia) novel Chapter 238

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Villainess Ascendant: Apocalypse Edition

Chapter 238 The Prophecy Gambit

“Huh?”

Ryan was lost. “When did I ever eat air?”

Regina sighed. “You kept complaining about eating the same stuff every day, so I used illusions to project different dishes over your food. You ate it up-literally-and kept saying Matt’s cooking was getting better.”

Timothy’s memory clicked. “That explains tonight. You were eating instant noodles, and you suddenly said, ‘This is so good.’ I was thinking-we eat this every day. What’s so special?”

What?

Ryan’s face went through about five stages of grief. He stared at Regina and Matthew in wounded betrayal. “You’re telling me the egg fried rice I ate tonight was actually instant noodles?! No wonder I kept thinking it smelled like noodles; I thought the scent was just wafting over from your plates into my mouth…”

“But why me?!”

“Because you’re the easiest mark…”

Regina muttered under her breath. “Your head is literally always thinking about food. That’s when illusions

work best.”

“That’s so unfair!”

Ryan was furious, but he couldn’t really be mad at Regina.

She’d been practicing to help the team. He was just collateral damage.

Cecelia watched the exchange and shook her head. “It still won’t be enough. Morton is military-trained- your basic illusion won’t fool him. But… I can give you a few extra angles to work with. Combined, they might sell it.”

“Hm?”

Regina looked curious.

Cecelia beckoned her over and whispered several things in her ear.

Regina’s eyes lit up. “Got it. I’ll do exactly that.”

“Good.”

Cecelia turned to Timothy and Hendrick. “You two take Regina. Frame it as: Regina’s psychic ability recently triggered a secondary awakening a prophecy ability.”

“Done.”

Hendrick nodded, then paused before leaving. “And you? Heading to the Eastern District to help out?”

“No.”

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Cecelia said flatly, “I’m packing. If you guys come back and the plan failed, we run.”

The military wanted to hold the Western District because Sanctum City’s geography made it nearly impossible to find another viable shelter location nearby.

But once the Western District truly fell?

Even at the fastest pace, they’d have at least a week’s buffer-enough time to evacuate every survivor out of the district.

Nobody spoke for a while.

Hendrick gave her a long, unreadable look. “You know, Cecelia, I still can’t figure you out.”

Cecelia smiled faintly. “Likewise. Isn’t that better, though? Familiarity breeds contempt.”

Hendrick had nothing left to say. He shook his head and followed Timothy and Regina downstairs.

Once they were gone, Cecelia told Draven and the others to head back inside.

Ryan eyed Matthew. “Should we start packing, too? In case Timothy and the others come back with bad news?”

Matthew glanced at him. “You don’t trust Timothy?”

“Cecelia said it was a long shot! She’s already preparing to bail!”

“Since when do you trust Cecelia this much?”

Ryan was speechless.

His face flushed. “She used to be annoying! When you hate someone, everything they Okay?”

“Oh? So now you like her?”

“No!”

Ryan snapped back instantly. “I just think she’s… less annoying than before!”

“Sure.”

Matthew didn’t press it. In truth, Ryan didn’t have feelings for Cecelia.

That guy was dense as hell and hadn’t even figured things out yet.

He didn’t understand the concept of romantic attraction. What Ryan felt toward Cecelia was submission-pure and simple.

Submission to her strength. And… maybe her personal charm.

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Chapter 238 The Prophecy Gambit

“Mike, what’s the play?”

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