Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Suspicion

It wanted her to lay out her deductions so it could manipulate the truth, filling in gaps with convenient half-truths and omissions.

She wasn’t about to fall for it.

“You’re testing me,” she said with a wry smile, her brown eyes narrowing.

“You want to see what I’ve figured out, so you can adjust your story accordingly. But I’ll play along—only because I’ve already pieced together more than you realize.”

The system was silent, but Su Jiyai could feel its unease.

“Let me start with this,” she began, her voice steady and measured.

“You’ve been trying to suppress my intelligence. Not directly, but subtly, over time.

Every time I’ve asked difficult questions, you’ve either diverted the topic or given me answers that were vague at best.

You’ve been guiding my thoughts, trying to keep me from asking the right questions or digging too deeply. Why? Because you’re afraid of what I might uncover.”

The system didn’t respond immediately, and Su Jiyai took that as confirmation.

She continued, her tone sharp.

“I’ve also been thinking about this so-called zombie apocalypse we’re facing. It’s not natural. At first, I thought it was man-made—some kind of biological experiment gone wrong.

But now I’m not so sure. There’s something else at play here, something far beyond human control.”

Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest as she continued to speak, her thoughts flowing more freely now.

“Let’s start with the first outbreak,” she said, her voice taking on a more analytical tone.

“The zombies behaved too… purposefully. They didn’t just attack anyone—they went after specific targets.

Doctors, scientists—people who could have helped us understand the virus, maybe even stop it.

And then they destroyed the libraries. Why would mindless creatures care about books?”

She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in.

“It wasn’t random,” she said firmly.

“It was deliberate. Whoever—or whatever—caused this wanted to cripple us, to destroy our knowledge, to prevent us from finding a way to fight back.

And it didn’t stop there. The zombies targeted specific industries—air conditioning, fans, things that seem unimportant at first glance, but were crucial to human comfort and survival in the long term.

And now, some of the zombies have even evolved to destroy communication towers and disrupt satellite signals. This isn’t a coincidence.”

Su Jiyai leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.

“Someone—or something—is controlling these zombies. They’re not acting on their own. There’s an intelligence behind them, guiding their actions, but it’s limited.

They can only exert control over certain groups of zombies, and only for a limited time. But it’s enough to cause chaos and destruction. It’s enough to push humanity to the brink.”

The system remained silent, but Su Jiyai knew it was listening intently.

“Now, here’s the real question,” she continued, her voice dropping to a near whisper.

“Why haven’t you—this so-called system—been destroyed by whoever is controlling the zombies?

You’re clearly a powerful entity, existing in this world, guiding me, giving me tasks. But you’re not omnipotent, are you?

There are forces out there stronger than you, and they’ve allowed you to exist because you serve some purpose to them.

Or maybe you’re just not important enough to be a threat—yet.”

There was a long pause before the system finally responded, its voice quieter than before. [Host, I…]

But Su Jiyai wasn’t finished.

“And then there’s my inheritance,” she said, her voice turning colder.

“My parents left me in charge of this massive land, this residential area that somehow survived the initial chaos.

It doesn’t make sense. How did they know? How did they manage to secure this place, to ensure that I, of all people, would be its owner?

My parents weren’t ordinary. They knew something was coming. They were preparing for it long before the apocalypse started. And you—system—you’ve known all along, haven’t you?”

Su Jiyai’s voice rose slightly, her anger simmering just beneath the surface.

“The voices I heard in that dimension—the ones that were after me—those weren’t random, were they? They’re the ones behind all of this.

They’re the ones who created the zombies, or at least, they’re controlling them now.

They want to destroy this world, and they nearly succeeded. But they made a mistake when they let me go.”

She leaned back on the sofa, her eyes narrowing as she stared into the distance.

“I don’t know what those entities are—demons, gods, something else entirely—but they want to see this world burn.

And you—you’re caught in the middle of it. You’re trying to guide me, maybe even help me, but you’ve been lying to me from the start.”

The system was silent for a long moment, and Su Jiyai knew she had struck a nerve.

[Host… you’re not entirely wrong,] the system admitted slowly, its voice laced with reluctance.

[But there are things I can’t tell you—things that go beyond my programming. You’re right about the apocalypse not being natural, but it’s not as simple as just one entity controlling it. There are… layers to this. And yes, your parents knew more than they let on. But even they didn’t have the full picture.]

Su Jiyai’s lips curled into a cold smile. “So, I was right.”

The system’s voice softened, almost pleading now.

[Please, Host, give me time. Let me explain everything, but not all at once. Terminating the contract now would leave you vulnerable, and I don’t want that for you. I was designed to protect you.]

“Protect me?” Su Jiyai scoffed. “Or control me?”

The system didn’t answer immediately.

“Don’t f*ck with me system, I maybe be a too kind person, but I f*cking am not a saint. I am not ready to sacrifice for the rest of humanity.

You say you want to protect me but at the same time, you aren’t ready to tell me a single thing. Do you think I am dumb?

I almost died because of your so-called protection. If you continue to protect me, I think I will end up 6 feet under the ground.”