Chapter 132
June didn’t need the credits.
But she said yes anyway.
The mission was going to be packed with High–rank Supers, and she needed to stay tight with the heavy hitters.
It was better to be a lifesaver than just another face in the crowd.
If a High–rank Super got thrashed in battle and she was there to patch them up on the spot, they’d owe her their life. That kind of debt stayed with a person for a long time.
une was playing the long game, racking up favors.
One day, those favors would be worth more than any amount of credits.
Elsewhere, Josie and the Blue Owl Squad had just wiped out their third wave of undead. They were shifting gears now, getting ready to go toe–to–toe with the mutants.
Don’t get it twisted,” Josie warned them. “The undead aren’t the only things you should be afraid of. Mutants are just as terrifying. They might not look like us, but their brains are evolving. Soon, they’ll be just as smart as any human.”
Look at it this way: humans are at the bottom of the food chain now. We’re food for both the undead and the mutants. And the mutants? They prey on
the undead, too.”
That means mutants are actually a tier above the undead when it comes to how dangerous they are.”
“If we want to survive, we have to farm. We have to raise livestock. That’s the only way to keep ourselves fed and healthy.”
‘But here’s the kicker–nobody knows if that seed you’re planting is normal or if it’s already mutated.”
“You can keep the undead outside the base walls. But the crops? They’re right here with us. They’re in our own backyard.”
“Jesus,” someone gasped, the realization hitting the squad like a physical blow. “So, do these mutants even have a weakness?”
“Of course they do,” Josie said. “Everything in nature has a counter. Mutants are no different.”
“The biggest issue with mutants is that leveling up is a nightmare. For humans and the undead, there’s a clear path–a system you can actually measure,” Josie said, scanning the group. “Mutants don’t have that. It’s just ‘weak‘ or ‘strong.‘ We’ve tried to categorize them, but it’s a crapshoot. The weak ones are basically Tier–2 undead. But the strong ones? They’re equivalent to Tier–7s. There’s no middle ground.”
Zane sucked in a sharp breath. “Shit. Doesn’t that make them basically invincible?”
“Zane, let her finish,” Winnie cut in. “Josie said it herself–everything has a natural counter.”
Josie nodded. “Exactly. They’re powerful, sure, but they have one fatal flaw. They’re deathly afraid of pesticides.”
“Pesticides?” the group blurted out in unison.
“Weird, right?” Josie smirked. “It’s like a twisted game of Rock–Paper–Scissors. A perfect circle where everything has something that can kill it.”
The others nodded like crazy, the realization hitting them hard.
“Besides, ranking up is damn near impossible for these things. It’s one in ten thousand. You could have ten thousand mutant plants, and maybe–just maybe–one actually evolves. But if it does? It’s a total nightmare,” Josie said. “That’s why we have to make sure nothing around here ever gets that
chance.”
The fix is simple: we hit them with pesticides,” Josie said. “Ever heard of a chemical called Paraquat?”
Everyone shook their heads in sync. “Never heard of it.”
“Well, that’s the stuff. Even the high–rank mutants… if they touch this, it’ll tear them apart,” Josie said. “Humans might be the weakest link in this new world, but we made the one thing that can actually shut them down.”
“What about the mutant animals?” Winnie asked. “Does the stuff work on them too?”
“It does, but only if they have an open wound. Splash it on a cut, and it’ll do the job,” Josie nodded. “Trust me, in the later stages, the animals won’t even
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