Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: Power Outage

Perhaps the doctors were planning to make Jake obedient again, to reassert control over the vampire.

His satisfaction was short-lived, however, as the lights in the institute suddenly flickered and then went out entirely, plunging the entire facility into darkness.

His heart skipped a beat. What now?

Just as panic began to set in, his communicator buzzed urgently. It was Dr. Mei.

“General,” she said, her voice tight with urgency. “Find the blue cat. Immediately.”

“What? Why?”

“That cat,” Dr. Mei hissed, her calm demeanor replaced by an edge of desperation, “is behind the power outage. You need to find it now. If you don’t, we’re all going to die.”

The general’s breath caught in his throat. “What? How is that possible? It’s just a cat!”

“It’s no ordinary cat,” Dr. Mei snapped, her tone sharp and cold. “It’s been tampered with—modified. That creature has abilities far beyond what you can comprehend. Do not underestimate it.”

His mind raced. He wanted to argue, to protest, but Dr. Mei’s tone left no room for debate.

“Should I just kill it?” he asked again, his instincts pushing him to eliminate the threat.

“No,” Dr. Mei responded firmly. “If you kill it, we’re all dead. Find it and contain it. That’s your only option.”

The general gritted his teeth, his unease deepening.

He had never liked being ordered around, even by the doctors, but this time he had no choice.

If Dr. Mei was right, and this cat was capable of causing a facility-wide power outage, then the situation was far more dangerous than he had realized.

With his heart pounding, the general rushed out of the corridor and into the darkened hallways, the flickering emergency lights casting eerie shadows against the cold metal walls.

His boots clanged against the floor as he hurried, nearly tripping multiple times in his frantic search for the blue cat.

The pressure of Dr. Mei’s warning echoed in his mind: If you don’t find it, we’re all going to die.

After what felt like hours of aimless wandering, he finally spotted it.

The cat sat in a corner of the hallway, its blue fur illuminated faintly by the emergency lights.

Its paws were raised as if it was performing some strange ritual, and its eyes… they glinted unnaturally in the dim light, almost glowing, reflecting something far more sinister than a mere animal.

The general felt his blood run cold.

The sight was deeply unsettling.

There was something about the way the cat sat there, too still, too calculating, that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

He lifted his hand, ready to strike and end this once and for all when Dr. Mei’s warning rang loud in his mind: Don’t kill it. We’ll all die.

With a frustrated grunt, he forced himself to lower his hand. I can’t kill it, but I have to stop it.

He took a cautious step forward, intending to grab the cat and drag it back to the doctor.

But before he could get close, the cat suddenly jerked as if yanked by some invisible force, sliding across the floor into the shadows.

The general nearly screamed in shock, his body reacting instinctively as he activated his protective barrier.

His hand hovered over his weapon as he scanned the hallway for any signs of danger.

What the hell was that? His heart thundered in his chest, but he pressed forward, determined to find the cat again.

Not long after, he spotted it once more, this time in a different corner, sitting just as eerily still as before.

Its blue eyes glinted with the same unsettling light. It was as if the cat was taunting him, daring him to come closer.

Gritting his teeth, the general marched toward it again, only for the same invisible force to suddenly push the cat away, dragging it deeper into the darkness.

“This… this is madness,” the general muttered to himself, his nerves fraying with each passing second.

It was as though the cat was playing some sick game, luring him in only to escape at the last moment.

It happened again. And again.

Each time the general got close, the cat would vanish into the shadows, leaving him more frustrated and panicked than before.

By the fourth time, his patience was running dangerously thin.

The repeated encounters were wearing him down, and he was beginning to wonder if he would ever be able to catch the damned creature.

His every instinct screamed at him to strike it down the next time he saw it, to destroy it and end this bizarre nightmare.

But then, as he stood in the empty, dark corridor, catching his breath, a sudden thought struck him.

Wait… Dr. Mei told me not to let the cat get near the medical room…

He cursed aloud.

He had been so focused on catching the cat that he hadn’t even considered its true goal.

Idiot! he berated himself. I should have stayed at the entrance instead of chasing it all over the place.

His eyes widened with realization.

The cat wasn’t just playing games—it was trying to get into the medical room where Dr. Mei and Dr. Pan were.

The strange visions of the cat being pushed away or dragged into the darkness, the creepy illusions he had been encountering—those could have been decoys, traps set by the cat to distract him.

The real cat was probably heading for the room right now!

He didn’t know how it was able to do it, but the general was sure that it was that blue cat behind all the incidents.

Without wasting another second, the general bolted toward the medical room.

When he finally rounded the corner leading to the medical room, his worst fears were confirmed.

There it was—the blue cat—creeping ever closer to the sealed door of the medical room, moving with an eerie calmness as if it had all the time in the world.

With a growl, the general lunged at the cat, his protective barrier flickering around him as he reached out, intending to grab it.