Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse With My Military System

267  He Really Made an Appearance

Richard landed next to Graves and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Richard asked concernedly. "I'm fine, sir. You made it just in time. I thought you weren't going to come," Graves replied, chuckling. "Thanks to this suit, I was able to get back to you in time," Richard said, and his tone turned serious. "Anyways, it seems that we are now facing a formidable enemy here." Richard's gaze flickered to the prominent individual, the one they have been hunting ever since, the progenitor, Lin Feng.

"This is Eagle, you are cleared hot to drop your payloads on the enemy position, sending you the coordinates," Richard radioed the F-35s flying overhead.

"Copy, Eagle. Coordinates received. Engaging now," came the crackled response from the F-35 pilots above.

Graves, standing beside Richard, watched intently as the F-35 jets maneuvered into position. The sky filled with the roar of engines, and within moments, a series of precision-guided munitions rained down on Lin Feng's location.

The impact was immediate and devastating. Fire and smoke erupted, engulfing the area where Lin Feng had been. The ground shook under the force of the explosions, sending shockwaves rippling through the surrounding area.

But Graves and Richard knew better than to assume this would be enough. They kept his focus on the billowing smoke, waiting for any sign of movement.

"A bomb with that ordnance is like a pebble to Lin Feng, keep an eye out," Richard said.

"I have my eyes on him, sir. And he is still standing there…he completely shrugs it off," Graves replied, the thermal vision of the suit confirming his statement.

In the midst of the settling dust and debris, Lin Feng's silhouette became increasingly visible. Remarkably, he appeared unscathed and was staring back at them nonchalantly, as if telling them that if that's all. "I have seen that suit before…" Lin Feng said, his voice was low but Graves and Richard could hear it perfectly. "However, it's not like the last one. Is it an upgrade or something?" "Now he is talking to us," Richard said as he sighed. He met Lin Feng's gaze and spoke, "Are you the one who turned this world to hell?"

"Hell?" Lin Feng scoffed. "You are wrong. I'm saving this world from the system that has been in place for over a thousand years. Inequalities, corruption, exploitation, and endless wars. This world was already a hell for many. I'm just accelerating the inevitable change, and resetting it with an absolute order where no such thing could exist."

Richard clenched his jaw, frustration evident in his demeanor. "Your 'absolute order' is nothing but a dictatorship under the guise of a utopia. You've unleashed horrors upon innocent people, innocent people who were also a victim of that system." "I can tell that you are the one I considered the biggest threat to my goal and vision…" Lin Feng smirked. "The person next to you is a summon right? He doesn't have a health bar like my harem." "How can you tell?" Richard asked, his brows narrowing.

"From atop your head, you have a health bar, and I also have one. Feel free to check," Lin Feng, spreading his arms as if Richard, processing Lin Feng's words, adjusted the visual settings of his helmet. He zoomed in on Lin Feng's figure, and to his astonishment, he indeed saw a health bar hovering above Lin Feng's head.

However—. "How come that your associates don't have a health bar while your mutated zombies have?" "Well—let's just say they undergo a different process…I don't intend to tell my abilities to anyone. But one can't deny the fact that both of us have health bars, meaning we have the power of the system. And I think, whoever god is truly ruling this universe must have thought that it would be fun if there were two people with conflicting ideas about the future of humanity, fighting each other in a chess game. It's almost poetic," Lin Feng mused, his voice laced with a hint of irony.

"Yeah…I'm fighting for the preservation of mankind while you fight for the destruction of it. I can tell that your absolute order is not going to be a pleasant place to live. I mean look at you, surrounding ourselves with beautiful girls. Though there is a man they were weak in comparison to your harems. A world where all beautiful girls, campus belles, models, actresses—all of them have to love one man, and that's you. You know how ridiculous and sad that sounds?" Richard shot back.

Lin Feng's expression, which had been calm and composed, shifted slightly. A brief flash of anger crossed his features as he clenched his fist. It was clear that Richard's words had struck a nerve.

"You speak as if you understand my intentions," Lin Feng retorted, his voice now edged with irritation. "You see only the surface. My vision goes beyond the petty desires you describe. I seek a world of order, where chaos and conflict are things of the past."

"Yeah yeah…chaos, conflict, order. No, you are fighting your own insecurities. No wonder there is no man in your lineup because they pose a threat to your ego. You only surround yourself with those who can't challenge you, those who can't see through your charade," Richard continued, his voice laced with contempt.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance evident. "You think you know me? Do you think you can psychoanalyze me with your shallow understanding? My vision is beyond what your simplistic mind can comprehend."

"Vision or delusion, Lin Feng? You're using your power to play god, bending people to your will, eliminating anyone who dares to oppose you. Is that your idea of a perfect world?" Richard pressed on, trying to unravel Lin Feng's composure further.

"Enough!" Lin Feng snapped, his patience wearing thin. "You are mere pawns in a larger game, unable to see the grand design. I am reshaping this world for the greater good, something you could never understand."

"Greater good, or just your own twisted fantasy? You're not saving the world, Lin Feng. You're just another tyrant, intoxicated with power," Richard retorted, undeterred by Lin Feng's rising anger. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lin Feng took a deep breath, regaining some of his composure. "Your accusations mean nothing to me. I am beyond your judgment. Soon, you will see the world as I do, and you will understand."

Richard shook his head, "I will never understand, nor will I ever stand by and watch you destroy what's left of humanity. We will stop you, Lin Feng, no matter what it takes."

"I guess I have no choice but to kill you," Lin Feng hissed. "Same here," Richard replied, readying himself for the confrontation. He hoped that he had the strength to take him down.