Re: Apocalypse Game
Alan, a young science teacher, finds himself and millions of other, forced by alien invaders to participate in absurd VR "Apocalypse Games." Desperate to save his sick daughter, he took the path of gun and sword, embarking on a journey to become one of the top players in this deadly virtual world. All were forced to survive a series of different apocalypse scenarios: Ice age, Nuclear Fallout, AI Meltdown, Apex predators, etc. all for one promise: [Defeat all rounds and we will leave your world in peace] Every year, with less than 10% managed to survive, the whole world would watch the games in terror as their loved ones suffered and died. After seven grueling years, Alan and his team become the last hope for humanity. But even their valiant efforts end in defeat. Alan loses everything—his comrades, his daughter, and the hope of mankind. Given a second chance, equip with the knowledge of the game's secrets and the future, will this simple science teacher succeed in saving the world? ---------------- Author Notes: This is my fifth Novel, i believe this one will show all my experience after writing 2000+ chapters and being Top 20 Webnovel Authors for 3 years. Its VR + Squid games + Apocalypse movies If you like any of those you will like this one #SmartMC #System #FullpackAction #Magic #MartialArts #Mecha #Vampire # Werewolf #Zombies #Bloodlines #Alien #War #Romance#SliceofLife #PopCulture Check out Apocalypse Game VIDEO TRAILER and COMIC TEASER on www.avans.xyz
Blood Patriot
The Blood Patriot group was indeed not easy to deal with. With their zealous and extremist beliefs, they teetered on the edge of being a full-blown cult. Their deep-seated animosity towards the government wasn't just a passive dislike; it was a fiery, passionate hatred that often propelled them to risk their very lives for their cause.
Alan's past interactions with the Blood Patriots had given him a comprehensive understanding of their potential threats. They were a ticking time bomb for the future. If Alan harbored any hope of influencing future events in a positive direction, he needed to influence this group while they were still in a controllable stage.
As he stood amongst them, the palpable tension in the air was like a thick fog, nearly suffocating. Yet, Alan's demeanor remained composed. Offering a slight, amicable smile, he proposed, "I believe we can find common ground. Perhaps a private discussion would be more suitable for the both of us?"