Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Mission 5

“What?” Su Jiyai’s eyes widened. “What task…”

Midway through her sentence Su Jiayi stopped and recalled a system prompt she had received earlier.

“System shows me the tasks I have yet to finish.”

[Okay host.]

[Mission 1: Rent out 1000 rooms (143/1000).

Reward: 100,000 points, 1000 experience points.]

[Mission 2: Explore the Crystal Cove Moutain Area!

Rewards: ???]

[Mission 3: Start a factory to process honey!

Time limit: 2 months

Rewards: 20,000 points.]

[Mission 4: Improve the grade of the supermarket to C-Rank!

Progress: 5%

Reward: ???]

[Mission 5: Get the scroll hidden in Third Vampire Prince’s Safety lock.

Reward: ???

Penalty: Can’t leave the vampire world without acquiring the scroll.]

The fifth mission made Su Jiyai dizzy.

“System…why? Why such a condition?”

No response.

Su Jiyai wanted to punch the system.

The third Vampire Prince was a bloodthirsty person… on top of it, he was actually a bloodthirsty person…

(Author: First bloodthirsty was an adjective while the second one was because of him being a vampire.)

Once he knew, Su Jiyai was a human…god knows what would happen.

According to the system, hardly any human was left in this vampire-dominated world.

If by any chance they come to know of Su Jiyai’s real identity…maybe she would become their blood bank.

The mere thought was enough to chill Su Jiyai.

“System are you covering my smell?”

[Yes host. As long as you don’t get injured, no one will identify you.]

Su Jiyai understood. Once she was injured, and blood started to seep out of her injury, her identity would be exposed in a few minutes.

The third vampire prince held Su Jiyai by her nape and started to walk out of the market.

Soon they reached a grand mansion.

Su Jiyai could barely hide her anxiety as the Third Vampire Prince led her through the grand mansion.

The sheer scale and grandeur of the villa left her momentarily breathless, but her survival instincts kicked in, and she forced herself to refocus.

“System, where is the safety lock?” Su Jiyai whispered internally, trying to maintain a calm demeanor despite the cold dread creeping through her.

[Host, it is located in the prince’s study, three floors above.]

Su Jiyai mentally cursed. How was she supposed to reach it when she was stuck in the Third Vampire Prince’s hands?

Uh! Why?

“Looks like my luck stats have dropped.” Su Jiyai muttered.

The system remained silent, which further confirmed her doubts.

Just as her thoughts raced, her attention was abruptly pulled back to the prince.

His voice, smooth but laced with curiosity, echoed through the large corridor.

“You know,” he said, glancing down at her with an almost playful smile,

“I’ve never come across a vampire like you before.”

Su Jiyai felt a shiver run down her spine. She forced a smile, trying not to give away her fear.

“Meow?”

The prince chuckled, his crimson eyes gleaming as they studied her. “Unique, indeed,” he murmured.

“I’ve always had an interest in… scientific experiments, you know.”

Su Jiyai’s heart skipped a beat.

She hurriedly looked around and soon realized they were walking in a long corridor. The corridor was illuminated by bright lights, which gave the corridor cozy vibes except…

Except the long tubes filled with green liquids, in which a strange item floated at the center.

Each one contained a different specimen floating in green liquid — some looked like organs, others were grotesque, unidentifiable creatures. Her stomach churned at the sight.

These tubes converted the cozy vibes of the corridor into dangerous vibes.

Su Jiyai gulped.

‘Calm down Jiyai! You need to think of a way to leave this place…not get intimidated!’

“Fascinating, isn’t it?” the prince said softly, his tone dripping with amusement as he noticed her gaze lingering on the tubes.

“My life’s work, really. I’ve spent centuries perfecting the art of dissection and experimentation. Each one of these is… well, a success story of sorts.”

Success story my ass!

Su Jiyai shouted in her heart.

Su Jiyai wanted to bolt right then and there. Her instincts screamed at her to run, but she had no choice but to stay calm.

This vampire was dangerous, and she was already in his clutches.

Any wrong move could lead to her being added to one of those tubes.

“Meow?” Su Jiyai made another pathetic attempt to act harmless, hoping he would lose interest in her.

But the Third Vampire Prince simply grinned.

“Oh, don’t worry. I won’t hurt you… not yet, at least. I want to figure out why you’re different first. What makes you so… special?”

Su Jiyai quickly tried to come up with a plan.

“System…do you have any item that can create my clone?”

“Third brother look who have found!” Another cheerful voice sounded.

…..

In military base.

The sun had barely dipped below the horizon, casting a reddish hue over the battered military base where soldiers trained tirelessly day after day.

Dust clung to their uniforms as they completed their drills under the stern eyes of their captain, Liu Feng.

As the day’s session wrapped up, Liu Feng raised his hand and dismissed the soldiers.

“Alright, that’s it for today. Get some rest.” Liu Feng said.

Grateful sighs rippled through the group as the exhausted soldiers began to disperse, their minds already wandering to the meager meals awaiting them — rock-hard bread and water.

However, one soldier stood out among the group: Zhang Ping.

With an almost smug expression, Zhang Ping strolled over to his bag, reaching inside and pulling out a bright red container that caught everyone’s attention.

Instant noodles.

The moment the soldiers saw the familiar branding of the instant noodle cup, their mouths watered, their stomachs aching for something other than stale bread.

Zhang Ping approached the chef, who was brewing water over a small fire.

“Hey, chef, can you boil some water for me?” Zhang Ping asked, casually handing him the cup of noodles.

The chef looked at the cup, his brows raising in disbelief.

“Instant noodles? Where the hell did you get this, Ping?” He poured the hot water into the noodle cup, and within seconds, a savory aroma wafted into the air.

The smell hit the soldiers like a punch.

One of them, a burly man named Wang Yi, couldn’t hold back his envy any longer.

“Hey… look at this guy,” Wang Yi grumbled, glaring at Zhang Ping with a sour expression. “Some people have really moved up in the world. Instant noodles, huh?”

Zhang Ping, ever the show-off, sat down on a nearby crate and let the noodles soak for a moment before slowly peeling off the lid.

The steam rose into the air, carrying with it the tantalizing scent of broth and seasoning.

He grabbed his chopsticks and started slurping the noodles, his eyes closing in pure bliss.

The soldiers looked at their own rations — rock-hard bread that required an iron jaw just to chew and tasteless water.

Compared to the aromatic feast in Zhang Ping’s hands, their food looked like something out of a nightmare.

“I can’t believe it!” Another soldier named Li Qiang muttered under his breath.

“How does that guy afford instant noodles? Last time I checked, a single pack cost over 70,000 federal coins!”

“Yeah,” Wang Yi chimed in, his face twisted in frustration.

“And we barely make 30,000 federal coins a month. How did this guy suddenly get so rich?”

The group murmured in agreement, their eyes fixed on Zhang Ping as he continued to enjoy his meal, savoring every bite with exaggerated delight.

His honest face and friendly demeanor made it difficult to resent him, but the jealousy was hard to suppress.

Finally, one of the bolder soldiers, Sun Hao, stepped forward, unable to hold back any longer.

“Hey, Zhang Ping,” Sun Hao called out, eyeing the cup of noodles hungrily.

“Why don’t you share some with the rest of us? We’re all starving over here!”

Zhang Ping chuckled and shook his head, pretending to be considerate for a moment before dismissing the idea entirely.

“Buy your own!” Zhang Ping said with a grin, his voice carrying a playful edge. “These noodles didn’t come cheap, you know.”

The group groaned in frustration, their jealousy growing with every slurp Zhang Ping took.

Liu Feng, standing at a distance, had been observing Zhang Ping for the past few days.

He had noticed how Zhang Ping’s lifestyle had improved overnight.

The sudden appearance of instant noodles in a world where food scarcity was the norm raised red flags in his mind.

Approaching Zhang Ping with his usual calm authority, Liu Feng crossed his arms over his chest and spoke in a low voice.

“Zhang Ping.”

Zhang Ping immediately jumped to his feet and saluted his captain, his expression turning serious.

“Yes, Captain?”

Liu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone stern.

“Where did you get those instant noodles? They’re far too expensive for any of us to afford, especially on a soldier’s salary. Have you been doing something… questionable?”

Zhang Ping’s face flushed, and he shook his head furiously, his honest nature showing through.

“No, Captain! I swear, I haven’t done anything illegal! They are bought from a supermarket!”