Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

A qualified commander ensures every person is placed in the right position to maximize effectiveness.

However, Jiang Xianwu presented a challenge to any commander.

He had an unbelievable track record, but... he was really weak.

The method used by Guang Tongchen was actually a gamble, gambling that Zhou Baiyu was either useless or could create a miracle.

Zhou Baiyu, however, quite liked this arrangement:

"Is there a problem, could we be under surveillance?"

The one who answered was the kneeling mule soldier:

"Surveillance also requires a pre-payment. Moreover, the observer can't see the entire process, only a small part, unless... some special circumstances. Or an unreasonably high pre-payment is offered."

Ling Hansu happened to know about these special circumstances, which involved the observer being redeemed. He had seen Zhou's entire process.

But other observers weren't able to do that.

Zhou Baiyu understood.

If the pre-payment is substantial enough, and enough people are observing, then indeed, the observers could see a person's entire conscription journey.

But in reality, this was hard to achieve.

Firstly, surveillance itself requires a pre-payment; secondly, the exchange of information amongst observers also requires a pre-payment.

If an observer covers one-tenth, then, not considering overlapping information, it would require at least ten observers to compile the complete information.

And anyone wanting to read the complete information had to buy the "strategies" from the other nine observers.

This is equivalent to a tenfold increase in cost.

The kneeling mule soldier continued:

"You were last observed by so many because you, as a newcomer, achieved the impossible, and under special mode, you even openly mocked the Blood Hunter."

"Honestly, in this world, many people enjoy seeing others fail spectacularly and getting debunked, even if it costs them."

"Even though this is an endless mode, a very special mode... not many observers are willing to spend their lifesaving money to watch."

"The pre-payment value is tight for each of us, even for the president, who is meticulously planning his pre-payment value since he still needs a vast amount of pre-payment value to break through to the fourth tier."

This speech by the kneeling mule soldier reassured Zhou Baiyu somewhat.

Yet he was well aware that this time, having both Guang Tongchen and himself in the team, and challenging one of the four special modes—the endless mode—would still attract a few observers.

This was mainly the fault of the two big mouths, "Three Meals a Day" and "Fishing Every Three Days," who had let the news slip.

Zhou Baiyu secretly decided that unless it was truly necessary to create a sensation, he must not reveal when he was conscripted and try not to participate in group activities as much as possible.

…

…

Time passed quickly.

After tasks had been assigned to everyone, only the last thirty seconds remained on the countdown.

Zhou Baiyu leaned on the bar, with his back against Sister Lin.

The image of a man and a woman standing back-to-back carried a somewhat lonely air, especially with the smoke exhaled by the woman adding a more intriguing "story-filled" vibe to the scene.

But the pink lighting added a hint of ambiguity to the entire scene.

In the last thirty seconds, worried he might never return, Zhou Baiyu asked a question:

"Sister Lin, were you... human before? From what I understand now, there are corrupted kinds, humans, demons, saints, gods... what exactly are you people?"

Sister Lin's eyes were shrouded in shadows, her smiling lips tinged with self-pity.

"Come back alive, and I'll tell you a story, little brother. Good luck," she said.

The two turned around in unison, Zhou Baiyu not seeing the face of this captivating woman.

Because on the bar, there were already two half-filled glasses of ordinary wine.

So, he raised his glass and clinked it with Sister Lin's.

The next second, Zhou Baiyu's figure had disappeared.

...

...

Eastern Sea.

A massive cruise ship, named the Gonggong, sailed on the already decayed sea surface.

Gonggong: 259 meters long, 29 meters wide, from the keel to the top of the bridge standing at 32 meters.

The ship was equipped with an indoor swimming pool, gym, hot spring, library, elevators, and squash rooms, along with an extremely luxurious casino.

The first class lounge was decorated with fine wooden panels and equipped with upscale furniture and other various high-end decorations.

The most luxurious part of the ship was the grand staircase of the first class, featuring oak panels and a gold-plated railing, extending down to the E deck.

The top featured an iron-supported glass dome, allowing natural light to flood the staircase.

"When the apocalypse came, this ship housed many wealthy individuals preparing to take refuge at sea. It is said that the Gonggong was itself an apocalyptic tourist sightseeing vessel. Only the most premium humans were allowed entry."

"Of course, this 'premium' was obviously linked to money."

"But now, it is filled with monsters. As for the hostages, there might be some clues hidden in every zone."

On the open-air barbecue deck, the Snow Demon read out the information appearing before its eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Baiyu finally recognized his teammates.

The Enchantress was dressed in a black tight leather suit, holding a small whip with a sexy flair, resembling a circus animal trainer.

This was the role she had been assigned in her trial run.

And the Mule-Infantry, assigned the initial role of an average programmer, though not in a plaid shirt, had sparse hair and pronounced keyboard hands, allowing Zhou Baiyu to make an educated guess.

One who cooks three meals a day is a chef, one who catches big fish every three days is a fisherman. Their naming style was very straightforward.

Most notably, of course, was Guang Tongchen—the Soldier.

Or rather, the Sniper.

A sniper in the apocalypse possessed powerful dynamic vision, agility, responsiveness, and observational skills.

For an initial role, his basic capability values were certainly not inferior to Snow Demon's agent.

The first time he met Guang Tongchen, Zhou Baiyu even felt a hidden murderous intent.

But soon, everyone's attention shifted.

The deck had a huge open-air ice skating rink, surrounded by several corrupted beings.

Shortly after the Pioneers Squad arrived on the deck, the corrupted beings had noticed them.

"It seems they have spotted us," whispered One who cooks three meals a day.

One who fishes three days spoke,

"What should we do... There's no way out here, I just tried, the regional boundary is nearby, it seems we cannot jump off the ship."

"Once we fight them... Will it be too noisy and alert all the monsters on the ship?"

This concern was undoubtedly correct, yet somewhat redundant.

Because Zhou Baiyu suddenly realized... Guang Tongchen's figure had disappeared.

Seabirds flew soundlessly, sunlight pouring onto the deck. The salty sea breeze was exceptionally comfortable.

Everything seemed soundless, blood splattered, light passing through tiny droplets of blood, the scene was rapidly changing yet exuded a sense of tranquility.

When Guang Tongchen appeared again, several of the nearby corrupted beings were already dead.

One who cooks three meals a day and one who fishes three days dropped their jaws, as Mountain Breakers, the strongest profession in frontal combat, they only had one thought—

Did this guy just move?