Apocalypse: My Technological City has Infinite Upgrades - Chapter 37

“After Mark beat me up, he would throw me into a room and let me fend for myself. During this period, no one in the shelter was willing to come and see me. Only my sister dared to treat my injuries.”

“Sister is a doctor, so Mark kept her to treat his subordinates. The scar on Sister’s face was cut by herself to prevent others from going after her.”

The boy’s sister’s face was covered in tears as she heard the boy recount their story. She hugged the boy in pain. This damned world had given the two of them too much pressure.

“Moreover, almost all the adult girls who survived in this rest stop have been raped by Mark. Moreover, in the past few days, one of his bastard subordinates actually targeted my sister. I will definitely not allow this to happen.”

The boy patted his sister’s back and comforted her..

“If I hadn’t been guarding my sister these past few days, and if Mark hadn’t needed me to lure those passersby who came to refuel, my sister and I might have already been persecuted.”

“Even if I hadn’t met you today, I would have done my best to bring my sister away from this place in the next two days.”

The boy told Lorne why he wanted to leave immediately.

“Now you’re talking. I was doubtful you would be willing to leave this place with a stranger for no reason.” After hearing the boy’s words, Lorne was no longer puzzled.

“But your crystal core is not enough for me to save you. I have a suggestion. Do you want to hear it?”

“As long as you don’t covet my sister, I should be able to accept it,” the boy said to Lorne warily.

“Don’t worry, I’m not a sex fiend, and I have no interest in your sister,” Lorne said to the boy, not sure whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the boy had deep feelings for his sister.

“My suggestion is for you to be my subordinate. I can save you from here and provide you with a comfortable environment and sufficient food, but what you need to do is hand your life to me.”

“If I sell my life to you, what can you give me?” Many encounters during the apocalypse had given the boy the ability to judge people clearly.

He could tell that Lorne was a capable person who could lip read. Otherwise, he would not have sent him a distress signal.

“I can give you powerful abilities. Are you willing?” When Lorne said this, he looked straight into the boy’s eyes and released his powerful aura.

“I’m willing.” In the face of Lorne’s powerful aura, the little boy agreed to such a senseless question.

Just because of that sentence, the boy had given his life to Lorne. Many years later, when the boy recalled the past, he often felt that this moment was the most important turning point in his life.

“Then the deal is reached.” Lorne smiled.

“What is your name?”

“My name is Dewey. My sister’s name is Sally.”

“Very good, Dewey, you will be very proud of your choice today. Now, let me take you away from here.”

“Alright, how should we leave? We need to plan. I know a path which is rather unguarded.” Dewey immediately told what he knew.

“There’s no need to go through so much trouble.” Lorne did not take Dewey’s measures. Instead, he led the siblings out of the room and pointed his Desert Eagle to the ceiling.

Bang!

The loud sound of the Desert Eagle sounded in the corridor.

“What is that sound? What happened?” Mark, who was in a passionate fight with Maureen, pushed her away.

Without even putting on his clothes, he took his shotgun and ran out of the room toward the source of the gunshot.

“Boss, the gunshot came from that kid’s room.” Mark’s henchman saw Mark running out and reported to him.

“I am going to kill that brat. I’m tired of playing with him these past few days. The woman who has been protecting that brat will be rewarded to you later.” Mark heard his subordinate report and knew that it was Dewey’s room.

Towards someone who dared to cause trouble in his territory, Mark’s only thought was to kill him. When Mark’s underling, who had always coveted Sally, heard his boss’s words, his heart stirred.

“Gather the men and follow me,” Mark roared.

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On the other side, Dewey and Sally were very surprised when they saw Lorne shoot directly to attract others.

“They will surround us like this,” Dewey shouted at Lorne, as if he did not understand why such a reliable-looking person would act so foolishly.

“Since you have become my subordinate, I will let you experience true strength.” Lorne did not care about Dewey’s angry shout and replied calmly.

“W-why are you here?” Mark was shocked when he saw Lorne. Hadn’t Maureen already given him the drugged food? How could he still be standing here?

“Do you think I’m a child? You want to drug me with just that much drug? You underestimate me.” Lorne looked disapprovingly at Mark.

After getting what he was interested in, Lorne was no longer willing to act in front of Mark. Instead, he mocked him directly.

“I’m going to kill you, bastard.” Mark tore off his disguise as well, and his eyes became fierce. He was furious as he pointed his shotgun at Lorne.

“Let me show you what true strength is?” Lorne did not panic even with a shotgun pointed at him. Instead, he looked at Dewey and calmly said.

Mark’s fury grew upon being ignored.

Bang!

“Go to hell, motherf*cker.” Mark pulled the trigger.

Boom! When Lorne saw Mark pulling the trigger, he immediately stepped on the ground with his right foot and used a strange posture to dodge the shot. Then, he quickly approached Mark and punched him flying.

“Ahhhhggg…” Mark let out a series of unintelligible screams.

Mark’s underlings were also intimidated by Lorne’s power and stood rooted to the ground.

They did not expect this seemingly harmless young man to be so fast and powerful. They had only seen a shadow flash before their eyes and Mark flew out.

Lorne walked slowly to Mark.

“I want to take these two away. Do you have any objections?” Lorne pointed the gun at Mark, who was lying on the ground, and at Dewey and Sally, who were standing beside him.

“Brother… calm down. We can… talk this through. Calm down first.”

Mark, who was sent flying by Lorne’s punch, looked at the huge caliber Desert Eagle in front of him and began to speak incoherently. He kept repeating these words while retreating backward.

Bang bang bang bang. Lorne fired four shots at Mark, shooting his limbs.

“Ahhhhhh” Mark let out a miserable scream, but he did not faint.

“I don’t think me killing him means anything. It is best if you take revenge yourself,” Lorne said to Dewey as he threw his dagger at his feet.

Dewey looked at Mark, who had lost the ability to resist, and the dagger in front of him. A trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes.

Dewey’s eyes began to turn red. He shouted and picked up the dagger from the ground. He charged towards Mark and stabbed his blade into Mark’s neck.

“Ag..gghh..ghh” Mark, who was stabbed in the neck, lost the ability to speak and could only let out broken sounds.

“Ah, father, mother, I’ve avenged you.”

Dewey still did not stop. He kept stabbing the dagger into Mark’s body.