John Smith

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  • Chapter 159 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith Evalyn could tell those who weren't guilty by how conflicted and scared they were to look at her and others. Conversely, the guilty were glancing at them. "I'll pass out the paper and pens now." She announced, placing the ballot box on a campsite table, "Sign your names on top before beginning. There are three things, and only three things, I want to know. First, I want to know who was part of the self-defense force. Second, I want to know their role and how active they were. Lastly, I want to know if…
  • Chapter 158 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith —9:37 am, July 6th, 2032 | One Day Before the Rapture | Conference Room— General Michaels walked into the conference room in the main mansion, joining Coronel Ryker, Chief Skeer, and the cabinet members waiting for him to finish a phone call. The pressure in the atmosphere multiplied, making the atmosphere suffocating as everyone waited for him to speak. "I have confirmation that all five bases have your people in motion." General Michaels announced, "Unless there are caravan issues, everyone should…
  • Chapter 157 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith Five soldiers strode through a military outpost close to Meridian City with angry faces and annoyed tones. They walked with semi-automatic assault rifles with a massive line of people behind them. Those following were plainclothes civilians, including children and elderly people. Each walked timidly, unsure of what was happening. "At least we're getting these animals out of our base." A handsome, brown-haired soldier with an athletic build said, "They've been eating our food and causing us trouble long…
  • Chapter 156 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith The campsite was in disarray during the brief battle between Veronica and Haiden. Fear, uncertainty, and doubt took over, causing everyone's existing fears to magnify. Some believed the two women were fighting; others thought they met misfortune from enemy forces. Some who believed they fought were worried that Evalyn would show up and punish everyone indifferently, and they'd all get kicked out. Those who believed war was raging outside mobilized quickly or that a Qi Sickness breech organized the…
  • Chapter 155 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith Veronica stared into Haiden's crazed eyes with a beating heart. On the surface, she was an ordinary college woman, wearing a light green t-shirt, black leggings, and white shoes. It was typical dress attire for a cheerleader in college. Her face was free of blemishes, and her body was perfectly toned and proportionate. She looked rich, well-to-do, not a twisted woman on the cusp of despair. However, Haiden's eyes were devoid of life, barely flickering with a primal desperation to survive. Due to Kaze…
  • Chapter 154 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith "You made this sound easy, Kaze." Veronica grumbled under her breath, standing against a tree, watching the campsite buzz around her. Half a dozen people were cooking hotdogs on the grills during dinner time, and another group was lying in the dark green military-style tents. It was hard to call the area a , which made it sound like a dirty area with tents and a fire pit. It was anything but. The area was high-quality, containing charcoal grills, tables, and sitting areas. There was a public bathroom…
  • Chapter 153 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith —July 5th, 2032 | 1 Hour Before Before the Negotiation Meeting | 2 Days Until the Rapture— "Here's where you will live for the next three days." Evalyn said, leading everyone into a massive residential mansion built from rich dark woods, "And after if you choose to become a citizen." "Can I ask you a question?" A beautiful brunette soldier with a straight ponytail asked inside the main living room. It was Sandra Miles, the female special forces leader. The soldiers shushed down. No one wanted to…
  • Chapter 152 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith The amphitheater had a pulse after Kaze declared he'd kill anyone who tried to leave or contact the outside world. Soldiers looked to Kane and General Michaels, both staring at the soldiers with disbelief. While they had expected an invitation, they didn't expect the world to collapse or him to boldly threaten defectors with instant death! Most Immortal Skye elites were also shocked. They had come to believe he was a good guy behind the mask, so his declaration was a shock to their systems. "You're all…
  • Chapter 151 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith A flurry of awkward gasps and whispers rippled through the area when Carmen Skeer, the Malta City Police Chief, told the emperor she didn't want to talk to him. However, everyone fell silent when the chief and her bodyguards tried listening. Everyone. They stood at the south gate, facing the only road into Immortal Skye. It was an important area bustling with soldiers installing sentry guns and reinforcing the walls. So hearing everyone fall dead silent in unison was eerie. It was a clear indication…
  • Chapter 150 — Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse Cover
    by John Smith "You weren't joking about the cake, were you?" Evalyn chuckled breathlessly, looking at Crux, stuffing her face with chocolate cake with pupils the size of pins. She was cracked out. "It's a waste of time to ask her questions, rhetorical or otherwise." Kaze smiled mysteriously, "The manic euphoria she's experiencing is historically reserved for emperors and first-time drug users." Every cabinet member except Daniel and Veronica had just left the food court, where Crux got a triple-chocolate turtle…
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