Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

After the man and his two pets had finished collecting the space rings on the ground, the barrier still hadn't disappeared.

Wen Yu raised his wrist to look at the mechanical watch on his hand.

Only five minutes had passed since the barrier's activation.

Lighting a cigarette, the scattered corpses on the ground didn't cause Wen Yu any psychological distress.

In Wen Yu's eyes, these "Boring Politicians" and "Human Parasites" were no different from the Demon Fiends and mutant creatures that had died by his hand!

With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Wen Yu stepped over Old Master Fang's body on the ground and walked straight to the two puppets beside the main hall.

He slowly reached out, tracing the peculiar patterns on the Steel Puppet's body. Simultaneously, a notification sound echoed in Wen Yu's mind.

"Steel Puppet (B-Class item): A humanoid metal puppet refined by a magical civilization. Its body has 200 physique points and is immune to most energy attacks. It also possesses extremely high resistance to physical damage! Requires a third-level magic crystal for activation."

Wen Yu had already found the control devices for these two puppets in Old Master Fang's pockets.

Now, looking at the Steel Puppet's Attributes, a glint flashed in Wen Yu's eyes.

He could discern many things from these two puppets.

For instance, Old Master Fang had likely long anticipated that Lin Haifeng would target the Aristocratic Families, but he hadn't chosen to fight to the bitter end; instead, he had willingly accepted his fate.

These two puppets, although they wouldn't have caused Wen Yu much trouble, could normally contend with a Level 4 professionist! Yet, Old Master Fang hadn't utilized them!

Perhaps, deep down, this old man still adhered to the convictions of an old revolutionary and the principles of a national leader.

Also, the Yanjing Assembly Site truly has a wealth of valuable items. If the Aristocratic Families possessed such things, then the military certainly would too!

Such deep foundations...

Wen Yu mused silently.

This was the difference between the might of an organization and an individual.

Even though Wen Yu's strength was enough to dominate all professionists on Earth, he still lacked many things when facing these powerful organizations.

Shaking his head slowly, Wen Yu dismissed these thoughts. After carefully observing the two puppets once more, he casually pulled up a chair and sat down beside them.

Wen Yu had no intention of handing these two puppets over to Lin Haifeng!

...

Another five minutes slowly passed. The blue light barrier outside grew fainter and fainter until it was nearly transparent, then it burst with a soft POP.

Like a balloon popping, the blue light barrier shattered, indicating that the Space Blocker in Wen Yu's hand had become ineffective.

The moment the light barrier shattered, sounds from outside transmitted clearly into the banquet hall.

Battle cries, wails, and even the roar of gunfire and cannons interwove, announcing to the survivors of the Yanjing Assembly Site that the night's breeze was rather tumultuous.

Wen Yu paid no heed to the commotion outside. In fact, in his eyes, the remnants of these Aristocratic Families stood no chance against Lin Haifeng.

Old Master Fang's attitude made it clear: as the leader of these Aristocratic Families, he must have sensed Lin Haifeng's intentions, yet he had shown no reaction to Lin Haifeng's purge.

Perhaps it was for the sake of the bigger picture, or perhaps he believed the power disparity was too great to overcome.

In any case, Wen Yu estimated that if Lin Haifeng couldn't even manage the Yanjing Assembly Site, then his title of Supreme Commander was truly wasted. Wen Yu himself would also have to reconsider his cooperative relationship with the military.

Automatically tuning out the external noise, Wen Yu began to meticulously examine the space rings he had collected.

First were the F-Class space rings. Their internal dimensions were 1x1x1, and there were over ten of them.

He scanned them one by one, selecting items he could use.

Naturally, the way these politicians used space rings was different from Wen Yu's.

They weren't filled with food or water, but rather various precious metals, diamonds, or stacks of brand-new banknotes.

Hmm, and all sorts of clothing...

After searching for a long time, Wen Yu finally found three items he wanted.

Three defense tools.

Unfortunately, their grade was too low, only suitable for professionists below Third-level, offering no help against the enemies Wen Yu currently faced!

He casually set the three items aside and then examined the three 3x3x3 E-Class space rings in his hand.

This time, their contents were more substantial; Wen Yu found at least a dozen defense tools, three of which were useful for Level 4 professionists!

Finally, Wen Yu turned his gaze to the space ring from Old Master Fang.

"Space ring (C-Class item): Internal dimensions 10x10x10."

The grade alone of this space ring was enough to satisfy Wen Yu.

Opening the space ring, Wen Yu found its contents dazzling.

Over a dozen defense tools effective against Level 4 professionists; combined, they could withstand a Level 4 professionist's attacks for several tens of minutes. There were also two items effective against Level 5 professionists.

Of course, this was just Wen Yu's personal rating for defense tools. He himself could easily unleash attacks on par with a standard Level 5 professionist!

Wen Yu thoroughly emptied Old Master Fang's space ring, scattering its various contents onto the hall floor. Then, he took out the items from his original space ring one by one and transferred them into the new one.

The Book of Black remnant, a Pitch-dark Divine Light skill scroll, some medicinal potions and food, and the small piece of vine collected from Hualin Town.

Now, a considerable number of defense tools were added to his collection.

Nodding in satisfaction, Wen Yu then stored the two puppets that were behind him into the space ring.

Though these two puppets were merely better than nothing for the current Wen Yu, they would surely be effective for covering a retreat.

After briefly taking stock of his current assets, Wen Yu nodded with satisfaction.

Wen Yu wouldn't obsess over these external items, but it was always better to have them.

After all, Wen Yu was a pragmatist through and through!

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The sound of several hurried footsteps outside grew closer. Wen Yu listened carefully and quickly identified them.

Instructing Cyclops and Star to enter their Mini Forms, Wen Yu straightened his posture slightly and waited for the people outside to enter.

In less than a minute, Lin Haifeng was the first to step into the ravaged banquet hall, followed by Kuangliu and Fang Wenhai.

Behind the three were several fully armed warriors, one of whom carried a professionist on his shoulder.

Judging by his appearance, it was likely the person he had seen with Fang Yuan at the restaurant a few days ago.

"Finished?"

Wen Yu nodded and replied, "Not a single one was left alive."

Hearing Wen Yu's answer, Lin Haifeng nodded in satisfaction and walked up to him, bowing slightly.

"On behalf of the entire Yanjing Assembly Site, I thank you for what you've done. Your actions today have changed the fate of all Cathay survivors."

Wen Yu shook his head slightly.

"To me, it was just a transaction, an ordinary mission, a very simple slaughter."