163 The Light in the Darkness


    Chapter 163 The Light in the Darkness


    What the heck? Theresa gasped.


    It really was that guy.


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    In the apocalypse, humanity had split at the scams–evil in its worst forms, kindness in its purest. Elias was thetter.


    He was the only person on the list of the top ten toughest survivors who hadn’t earned his spot through bloodshed or brutality.


    His ability? Teleportation–a variant of space–based powers. At his best, he could teleport up to sixteen feet. It was one of the most powerful mutant abilities–perfect for escape or assassination.


    But Elias had never killed a soul. Not a person. Not even a zombie.


    He had spent his life saving others.


    What made him a legend was a zombie siege–tens of thousands of undead breaking through the outer defenses of the camp he lived in. Before reinforcements arrived, everyone fled toward the underground shelters in a desperate panic.


    Everyone… except Elias.


    He ran above ground, back and forth through the sea of death, hauling those too weak to move–one by one–onto his back and teleporting them to safety.


    By the time the support squad showed up with heavy firepower, Elias had already saved over a hundred people–men and women, young and old, soldiers and civilians alike.


    His clothes were soaked through. The ropes at the edge of the shelter had ripped his palms raw, skin torn and bloodied from climbing. Bloody welts wrapped around his shoulders where bodies had hung, one after the other. And when it was all over, he copsed, legspletely spent, as if they would never walk again.


    They fed him water, food, and nursed him for three days just to bring him back from death’s edge.


    After that, his name spread like wildfire.


    He was written into the annals of apocalypse history–a top ten toughest survivor not for cruelty, but for relentlesspassion.


    People called him the light of the end times.


    His unwavering kindness reminded humanity that, even in the deepest darkness, there could still be a spark of human decency.


    But good people rarely got happy endings.


    In the ninth year of the apocalypse, Elias died–worn down by exhaustion, long–term hunger, and chronic. illness. He had always shared his rations, giving them away to anyone who looked hungrier. Even with Kl Camp offering him preferential treatment, he never ate his fill. If someone else needed it more, he gave it


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    His entire life, he gave and gave.


    When he died, KI Camp lowered its g to half–staff and mourned him for a full day.


    The next day, another zombie siege hit Kl Camp.


    But this time, there was no Elias to throw himself into the fray, no one to save the slow and the weak.


    Some said, if he had lived just one more day, he could have saved dozens more.


    But it didn’t matter anymore.


    Soon after, the camps in the entire Eastern region copsed. Humanity fell deeper into its darkest hour.


    He had been like the final echo of a once–great civilization.


    And when that echo faded, so too did thest of the light.


    His strength alone couldn’t hold back the tide.


    But maybe it was a blessing that he died before the end. Because up until the moment he closed his eyes, he still believed–believed that humanity would survive the apocalypse… and reim the peace of the old world.


    “What’s your name?” Elias asked.


    “Theresa Hall,” she replied.


    “Theresa Hall,” he repeated, nodding solemnly. “Good. I’ll remember that. I’ll chant blessings for you every day. May you live a long, safe life. Thank you for saving me.”


    Theresa blinked. “Oh really? That’s it? You’re just going to pay me back with your words?”


    This man with his heavy sses and goofy, wholesome smile–had no idea what kind of trouble he’d just stepped into. Theresa grinned, already scheming.


    Someone this incredible… she had to recruit him.


    Elias paused, then nodded in all seriousness. “You’re right. A life–saving debt can’t be repaid with words alone. I should work like a horse for you–whatever you want.”


    “In that case,” Theresa dered with a wicked grin, “from this day forward, you’re my horse.”


    “What the heck?!” Elias’s eyes widened in shock.


    She couldn’t be serious. She literally meant he’d be her horse?!


    “I’m not totally unreasonable,” Theresa continued smoothly. “Be my horse, and I’ll give you three meals a day, a roof over your head, wedding gifts when you get married, a baby shower when your kid’s born… I’ll even give you one hundred points a month in wages. You can use them to trade for anything–food, gear, you name it. My camp’s got it all.”


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    Elias stared like he’d just heard someone recite a foreignnguage.


    “But… but I already joined K1 Camp,” he said hesitantly.


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    “That ce has no future. You need to throw in with a camp that actually has hope. Like ours–zing Sun Camp.”


    His eyes lit up like fireworks. “zing Sun Camp?! You’re from zing Sun?!”


    “You’ve heard of us?”


    He nodded so fast it looked like his head might fall off. “I’ve heard everything! You’re the one they talk about–the kind–hearted leader who saved Felicity Quinn and her partner from the city and sent them away without asking for anything. You’re a good person. I want to join you!”