Cheat Awakening

Daytime of the third day.

Mr. Red and the others set out to various warehouses with an urgent look to find more residual firepower.

They decided to start the final operation tonight.

"In two days, almost all the firepower – guns, ultraviolet rays, useful and useless items – has been searched."

"This amount of explosives should be able to blow up the big oak tree."

Mr. Red used a fire axe to knock down the approaching zombies. He shook his head, "But the difficulty lies in how to get close."

They took advantage of the daytime to explore the periphery of the nightwalker's nest. The situation inside could be described as a hellish landscape.

"Through yesterday's investigation, we also know the general situation in the nightwalker's nest."

"There are at least two hundred nightwalkers in the nest. Even if some of them wander outside at night, there will still be half of the nightwalkers staying inside."

"This situation is not optimistic," Magmascorch looked very serious at this moment. "I suggest everyone tell us their trump cards and make a detailed plan. This is not a small fight. If you don't pay attention, you will be wiped out."

"Okay."

The Shiny Star, still feeling insecure and thinking that others might abandon her if she didn't show any value, responded immediately, "I have a bundle of ropes that can bind ghosts from the last single-player dungeon. It can only be used once in each dungeon. According to my current mana points, I can only tie up five nightwalkers for half a minute."

Magmascorch nodded and also told them about his trump card, "I have an offensive skill, but once used, my physical state will drop to 10, but it can roughly clear a path."

Mr. Red said calmly, "I will go all out and can contain ten nightwalkers."

Ache and Achoo were newbies who hadn't played a solo dungeon and directly entered team mode, leading to them having no equipment and no skills, making them completely useless in combat.

"Sorry, the two of us are useless," The two said with some shame.

Mr. Red patted them on their shoulders. "Don't underestimate yourselves. We are a team. Your task is to control the ultraviolet lamp. This thing is also a great threat to the nightwalkers."

"Understood!" Ache and Achoo cheered.

Magmascorch shook his head. "It's a pity Brother Glitcher died so quickly; otherwise, one more person would have given us more strength."

The previous day, they hadn't waited for Myne to return to the tower, knowing the other party must be gone.

They dragged their collected items and quickly returned to the tower.

Mr. Red was ready to try again to convince the tower leader to support them, though he didn't hold much hope.

However, as they went upstairs, they saw that the fighters in the tower were all packing up and preparing. Dressed in combat uniforms and equipped with various guns and gunpowder, they looked ready for battle.

"What happened?" They asked, stunned.

The bearded man, with a cigarette butt in his mouth and a heavy machine gun on his back, said calmly, "Just after you left, a strange young man came to the tower and persuaded our leader."

"Tonight, everyone will go all out and destroy the nightwalker's lair."

Mr. Red and the others looked at the survivors in the tower with some discomfort. Their previous despair had vanished, replaced by excitement. Most of them looked like they were ready to fight the nightwalker to the death.

"What's going on? Why are the people in the tower willing to go?" Mr. Red and the others murmured. Before, they had all seemed to say, "You go and die; we won't follow." But now, their attitude had completely changed.

The bearded man didn't explain what had happened but simply asked them to go to the top floor of the tower, where the leader was waiting for them.

On the stairs, Achoo couldn't help but whisper, "Who do you think that person is? Why could he persuade that stubborn tower leader?"

"It's not just persuasion." Mr. Red looked at the survivors. "Didn't you see? There's a light of hope in their eyes."

He was extremely curious. Who was that person? Could it be a character related to the plot? For example, the guy named Kran is in the main storyline, but isn't he dead? Or is it Glitcher?

This question was answered after they saw the old man and the note he handed over.

"This is a note that the young man left for you. We can't understand it, but he said you would."

They took the note and read the content:

[Thousands of words are useless. Tonight, we will fight the nightwalker's nest. You must not advance too lightly. When I arrive, you will be able to decide...

Written by the tour guide.]

Everyone: "..."

"I only saw the last two words, 'Tour guide,' and judging from the style of this note, it is indeed Brother Glitcher," Achoo coughed, handing the note to Magmascorch. "He is still alive."

Magmascorch awkwardly shifted his gaze and was quite honest. "Don't give it to me. I have long forgotten him."

Ache and Achoo put their heads together. "It's about waiting for an opportunity near the nightwalker's nest at twelve o'clock tonight. He seems to have a way to destroy them?"

The Shiny Star hadn't communicated much with this person, although she had planned to seduce him into becoming her bootlicker. Sadly, plans couldn't keep up with the change, and the person had died before she could take action—at least, that's what she thought. So now, she was very interested in him, even more than before. "I'm more curious about how he survived."

Mr. Red looked at the leader of the tower. "What did he do? Why are you willing to support him, and..."

There was also a tendency to go all out as if they had placed all their hope in him. Although Mr. Red didn't say that last sentence, doubt was self-evident on his face.

The old man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes held some different emotions compared to his previous turbidity.

"Because that young man brought us real hope."

His arms were obviously shaking slightly, but he was very careful when taking something out of his pocket. It was a small glass bottle filled with blue liquid.

"What is this?" Ache asked, confused.

"The thing that the young man brought. It can restore the infected people to their original state."

The bearded man stood in front of the door at some point, and he said in a deep voice, "I saw with my own eyes that an infected zombie grew flesh and blood again and restored its human appearance. Although it has not yet awakened, it has no symptoms of infection anymore."

The old man spoke softly, "He told us that the dawn of this city will not disappear with the arrival of night, and everyone can be redeemed after the sun rises."

"This is what the outsiders who come every year have never said."

The old man seemed to have gained some sonorous strength. His eyes were no longer turbid, but sober and firm. "And tonight, the tower will do everything it can to participate in the battle! This is not my idea, but a unanimous decision of everyone!"

...

Night fell quietly.

Five-night guards and thirty other young and middle-aged individuals in the tower, all possessing a degree of combat effectiveness, leaned against a cave entrance, waiting silently.

Behind them lay a substantial collection of weapons and equipment, along with three armed vehicles and powerful ultraviolet searchlights.

They had meticulously prepared this location during the day in anticipation of the night's battle.

"What time is it now?"

"Half an hour left."

They were now cautiously awaiting the departure of the majority of the nightwalkers from their nest. The fewer nightwalkers present, the greater their chances of success.

"Glitcher hasn't shown up yet," Ache couldn't help but remark. "He doesn't even know our battle plan."

"Don't panic," Magmascorch said calmly. "Brother Glitcher has helped us immensely. Otherwise, with only five of us, the situation would be far more dire. It's better to follow someone who knows what he is doing than to move forward blindly."

"Let's just proceed according to the original plan."

At this moment, Mr. Red suddenly raised a finger, signalling everyone to be silent.

And from outside came a strange roar accompanied by heavy breathing!

Everyone's eyes widened with apprehension.

Was it a nightwalker?! A nightwalker was outside! The location they had chosen was relatively hidden, but there were many nightwalkers, and they were extremely sensitive to all kinds of sounds. A moment of carelessness could lead to their discovery.

The people in the tower exchanged nervous glances. Although they were tense, they were not afraid.

For this day's undertaking, everyone was prepared to give their lives in the nightwalker's lair. They sought a sliver of hope for the entirety of Srinka.

"Damn it. It didn't leave. It's still approaching!"

The nightwalker's silhouette was already visible in the cave entrance, illuminated by the moonlight. It sniffed the air, instinctively wanting to investigate inside.

"Do it!"

Mr. Red and the others acted immediately, and the experienced tower residents instantly switched on the ultraviolet lights!

The nightwalker didn't react in time. Unable to open its eyes under the purple light, it roared in response.

The next instant, it faced the lethal intent of the others!

Mr. Red's fire axe slammed into its shoulder!

Ache also thrust his machete into its chest with all his might!

"Bang!"

The nightwalker roared in pain, its body unsteady. These were its most vulnerable points, yet it stubbornly shook off the two attackers. Despite its injuries, it swung at the nearby boulder, then dragged its wounded body and rush toward them fiercely.

"Damn it!" The two men's eyes widened in alarm.

"Swish!"

Magmascorch—no one knew where he got a flamethrower—rushed between them and activated it at full power. Since his body had maximum fire resistance, the thing he feared least in the world was fire. It didn't matter even if he burned himself along with the nightwalker.

The already wounded nightwalker was quickly engulfed in flames and burned to death.

Everyone looked grim. One Nightwalker had been this hard to handle—what about the rest inside the nest?

"There's a lot of noise here. We must begin the battle ahead of schedule before attracting more nightwalkers," Magmascorch said calmly.

"Everyone, get ready for action."

"Come on," Mr. Red said in a deep voice. Their battle plan hadn't accounted for uncertainties. Whether Glitcher could join them or not, they needed to adhere to the original strategy.

They led the Srinka survivors into the night, launching a final assault on the nightwalker's nest.

If they succeeded, this would be the last time. From then on, Srinka would no longer be a dead city.

If they failed, this would also be the last time. The tower had invested all its remaining resources on this night, betting everything on one final attempt.

Although they were players who knew they were in a game, they nonetheless felt the weight of responsibility on their shoulders at this moment.