Chapter 83: The Confrontation

"You're right," Su Yi nodded in agreement with Tsugawa's assessment. The technological level of this world, in every respect, was far less advanced than the one he had come from—lagging by at least twenty or thirty years. By all reasonable standards, it should have been utterly impossible to artificially create such a monster, one that so defied the limits of biological strength.

In fact, even in Su Yi's own world, achieving such a feat would be nothing short of a fantasy at this stage of technological progress.

Therefore, from a rational standpoint, the creature in the container was likely a test subject for biochemical modification, developed by the Sunrise Nation's military. After the disaster struck, it had undergone some chance mutation, granting it a terrifying physical prowess far beyond that of ordinary evolvers.

"Everyone, stay alert. There might be more creatures like that one in this building," Su Yi instructed.

Even without his warning, both Tsugawa and Ryoko Hashimoto were already gripping their guns tightly.

In the pitch-dark space, the sound of their footsteps echoed with uncanny clarity.

The journey onward proved uneventful. Though everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a lingering sense of unease gnawed at their hearts.

Was the monster they'd encountered in the building truly unique? No one could say for certain.

There were billions of revenants on this planet—tens of millions in the Kyoto metropolitan area alone. Revenants were formidable enough as it was; if even a few among them mutated, then, given their overwhelming numbers, it was impossible to imagine what horrors might arise.

Even if, by some chance, there were no mutated revenants, the existence of military biochemical experiments made it difficult to rule out mutations in other species.

Whatever the case, there was no doubt that humanity's reign as the earth's dominant race was over, never to return.

With Tsugawa leading the way, they soon found the supply depot of the building’s central logistics headquarters.

According to Tsugawa, the depot mainly stored small arms and personal combat weapons; during his training here, he had often come and gone from this very place.

This time, Su Yi had come prepared, with several bundles of cloth strips stored in his spatial pocket—enough to pack and carry away several tons of supplies in one trip.

What they hadn’t expected, however, was that, thanks to the monster, all the revenants inside the building had vanished. Even those outside now regarded the place as a forbidden zone, unwilling to approach. This gave them ample time to transport supplies, without having to worry about an army of revenants showing up to interfere.

Anti-materiel rifles, Vulcan cannons, RPGs, grenades, tactical communication devices...

Everything was hauled in bulk onto the helicopter waiting on the rooftop.

Of course, they also refueled the helicopter with aviation kerosene during the process.

Once they'd loaded as much as the helicopter could bear, Su Yi walked over to the window and gazed at the scene outside.

Revenants huddled in the shade of trees, and lone buildings dotted the vast, empty training grounds.

Su Yi knew these appearances were but illusions. The moment they left the building or made the slightest noise, the seemingly tranquil Asaka Garrison would be instantly engulfed by the roaring flames of a revenant horde.

That was a black tide of terror that no human strength could hope to withstand.

If all they wanted were the small arms they’d just scavenged from the building, Su Yi could have avoided provoking the horde entirely.

But to do so would be to leave a treasure mountain empty-handed.

"Tsugawa, do you think there's any way we could wipe out all the revenants in the Asaka Garrison?" he asked.

Tsugawa’s face froze; he was about to declare it impossible, but then remembered the superhuman before him and the arsenal they had just acquired. With careful planning, perhaps it wasn’t entirely out of reach.

Before Tsugawa could answer, Su Yi mused aloud, "Back home, we have a saying: ‘There’s nothing an RPG can’t solve. If one won’t do it, then fire off ten.’"

For some reason, Tsugawa felt his blood surge. "Su, whatever you need, just give the order."

A few minutes later, Su Yi strode arrogantly out the front doors of the building.

Even before he stepped outside, Tsugawa had already positioned himself at a second-floor window, picking off wandering revenants six or seven hundred meters away with his anti-materiel sniper rifle.

Each revenant struck in the head dropped instantly, their gruesome demise stirring the nearby horde into agitation.

The headless revenants staggered upright again, lashing out blindly at their surroundings, but neither they nor the others could find a target—like a swarm of headless flies.

"Looks like my marksmanship hasn’t dulled," Tsugawa muttered with a grin. He’d fired five rounds and missed none. Of course, at this rate, it would take an eternity to clear the entire garrison.

Standing at the gates, Su Yi whistled, instantly attracting the attention of the revenants over a hundred meters away.

These starving revenants glanced hesitantly at the building behind him, but, once they confirmed the presence of a living human, they howled and charged.

They sprinted toward him at breakneck speed, but Su Yi remained unhurried, standing in the shadow beneath the building, out of the sunlight.

Suddenly, a metal canister dropped from a window above.

Su Yi caught it single-handedly, then, like a discus thrower, hurled it with brutal force, flattening two revenants on the spot.

At the window, Ryoko Hashimoto pushed down canister after canister, sending them tumbling in pairs.

Su Yi flipped in place, kicking out with both feet, sending the canisters flying in different directions like butterflies darting through flowers, each one smashing into an approaching revenant.

As each canister was crushed and sent clattering across the concrete with a deafening crash, the piercing sound finally roused the horde hidden within the building.

Countless revenants poured out from every corner—doorways, windows, pipes, flowerbeds, sewer grates...

Every place one could imagine was suddenly crawling with them.

The horde surged forward in a black wave, spreading out in a fan shape, threatening to engulf everything in its path.

With a thunderous roar, Su Yi’s hurled canisters burst into flames, the spilled fuel igniting in an instant to form raging walls of fire.

The revenants, though mindless, found the firewalls incomplete—several gaps remained. While a few of them blundered straight into the blaze, the vast majority pressed together, scrambling through the openings.

Su Yi raised a gun in each hand, the twin compact Vulcan cannons—true weapons for hardened warriors—strapped to his body along with their motors and ammunition feeds, and unleashed a dragon’s roar against the onrushing horde.