Apocalypse: My Talent Is Infinite

Aron was walking around Zone B street, looking for a more suitable building where he could level up.

Every time he tried, or even thought about leveling up, his danger sense flared like a siren. He could tell it wasn't going to be an easy upgrade this time. That was why he needed a safe and secure place to level up just incase.

At first, he wanted to use Nule and level up inside it while heading toward the event center, killing two birds with one stone.

But that plan fell apart quickly. Compared to the weak zombies from the start of the apocalypse, the ones roaming now were far stronger.

Even though Nule could emerge unscathed under a barrage of bullets, take a few missile hits, and repair any damage it sustained, it was still no match for the current zombies.

The monsters now had the strength of Ascenders, and they were everywhere.

Aron wrinkled his nose as he walked. The entire Zone B reeked with an intolerable odor. If he wasn't at such a high level, he would've vomited countless times already.

He could tell the smell came from the rotting bodies scattered everywhere in zone B, mixed with the foul odor of the walking dead.

The weather didn't help either. The sun was blazing hot, and the air felt like it was cooking the earth.

He couldn't help the complicated expression on his face. Even with his current strength and rank, this scene was too unpleasant.

His senses picked up survivors hiding inside their homes, sweating like oiled pigs. And worse, he could still feel the heat rising little by little.

(Everything about this apocalypse is out for human extinction...)

Aron shook his head.

He didn't really mind if humanity went extinct. He just prayed nothing would happen to Rihanna and Demian before he got to them.

After a few moments of searching, Aron finally spotted a suitable building. Clearing out the zombies inside took zero effort. Once done, he sat down, but before his upgrade, he decided to add some safety measures.

[Self Clones (Trisource)]

Effect: Creates up to 30 self-clones with 30% of the user's total strength.

Duration: Infinite - clones never tire and are immune to all good or bad effects.

Cost: Full mana capacity per clone creation.

Drawback: Each clone's death deducts 10 years from the user's lifespan.

Even though each clone could only exhibit 30% of his strength, Aron knew that even with that much, he could fight a peak Ascender-level opponent.

Coupled with the fact he could summon multiple clones capable of killing peak-rank zombies with ease, it only highlighted the massive gap between the Ascender and Enlightened ranks.

Glancing at the talent description, Aron couldn't help but feel anticipation bubbling up in his chest, especially with his infinite mana.

Without hesitation, he activated the clone talent.

For a brief moment, his vision went black, it felt like he had fainted, but it passed in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, a perfect copy of himself stood before him.

Curious, Aron cast Inspection on the clone, but his expression quickly turned into one of surprise.

(That's it?)

He quickly glanced back at the talent description, only to find that it had somehow changed.

[Self Clones (Trisource)]

Able to create 30 self-clones with 40% overall self-strength.

After creation, clones can last infinitely, never run out of stamina, and are immune to all good or bad effects.

Cost: Consumes mana according to user rank.

Penalty: Each clone's death deducts 10 years from the user's lifespan.

The strength of each clone summon had now increased by 10%.

Aron blinked, half-expecting something absurd, like clones with 100% of his power or some ridiculous god-tier bonus.

But instead of something crazy, the ability seemed to have simply patched itself, increasing by just ten percent.

He sighed and shook his head. "Well, it's better than nothing."

He summoned twenty-nine more clones, because why not?

After a little testing, he learned that he could unsummon them if they were within a meter of him.

They could also act independently without him controlling every move, he only needed to give them commands, and they would obey flawlessly.

On top of that, he could take direct control of any one of them and even see through their eyes when needed.

After giving each clone its command and confirming that they were stationed properly, Aron nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright," he murmured. "Let's do this."

As he began the process, the familiar cool sensation of energy flooded into his body.

"Haa..." Aron let out a small sigh of relief. "Guess my danger sense was overreacting this..."

BOOM!

He exploded.

His body burst apart into minced flesh before reconstructing itself, only to explode again, as if reality wasn't satisfied with how he'd been put together.

At first, Aron wanted to scream, but he didn't even have the chance. Every time his mouth opened, another explosion turned him into meat paste.

Instead of dying, his consciousness seemed trapped in a strange space, watching his body repeatedly break down and rebuild itself.

When he glanced around, his clones were still at their posts, motionless, guarding him as if nothing was wrong.

He tried to look down at his own current form, but it felt like he didn't even have one, just his awareness floating in the void, watching his flesh reform and disintegrate again and again.

After what felt like an eternity, everything suddenly went dark.

The sunlight from outside filtered through the closed windows, casting a faint glow over Aron's naked body as it lay unconscious in a pool of blood and gore.

His clones all the while remained at their posts, silent, unmoving, and without the slightest trace of concern in their eyes.

[Level +1 → 40]

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Kinda shameless Author:

And just like that, we're almost at the end of this arc! Can you believe Aron actually survived that mess? I was half-expecting him to respawn as a potato🥲.

But don't relax just yet, the finale of this arc is coming, and it's going to blow up. Literally. Probably.

Thanks for reading, laughing, and facepalming with me through it all.

Much love🌚