Part 3: The Weight We Carry
March 17th, 2025 — 11:12 PM
Longwan University — North Block, Ruined Lecture Theatre → Footbridge to East Gym.
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[Rank Increased — Raid Leader --> Outpost Commander [7/60]
[Safe Zone increased — 48,000 sq ft (6 Floors)]
[All stats +0.2]
I didn't smile. But I felt it.
The warmth spread outward from my chest — a low, settling hum as if something deep inside finally acknowledged the damage I'd taken and decided to reward me for surviving it.
I didn't touch the talent point yet.
Not now.
The air in the auditorium felt thick, too warm from all the bodies, but strangely still. No growling. No pounding fists. The silence left behind in the aftermath of screaming was heavier than any roar. Everyone stood in it.
Deng Hua checked the pistol again. Clicked it open. Ejected the mag. Looked it over like he was trying to decide if it had betrayed him. He didn't ask for help this time. Just reloaded slower. Methodical. Tired, but alive.
