Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system

Chapter 170 The Fickle Kitten

?

Looking at Duane cautiously looking at him, David smiled. At this moment, Shirley also approached David. Looking at this man whom she had only seen on the monitoring screen, Shirley curiously glanced at him and then confidently asked, "Where's your little kitty?"

Upon hearing the little girl's question, David was momentarily stunned. Seeing this, Duane quickly introduced Shirley. When he heard that she was a member of the Phoenix Rising squad, David nodded and said with a smile, "Are you here specifically to see Cola?"

"Cola?" Shirley instantly recognized that as the name of the little kitty, so she nodded. Meanwhile, Cola heard David calling its name and slowly poked its head out of the armored vehicle.

"Meow~" Upon hearing Cola's meow, Shirley walked over with a pleasantly surprised expression.

"What a cute little kitty!" As a Beastmaster, Cola's fur was already smoother and more lustrous than that of an ordinary cat. Coupled with its current level, it was particularly endearing. Shirley's eyes instantly lit up with excitement, and she reached out to stroke Cola's fur.

Cola, in turn, abandoned its usual aloof demeanor and snuggled against Shirley's face, clearly enjoying the attention. This made David couldn't help but chuckle. On ordinary days, when he wanted to pet Cola, the cat wouldn't give him the time of day, but now it changed its tune for a woman?

"What a fickle creature," David said to himself with a wry smile.

Meanwhile, Duane looked towards the location of the bloody space from earlier and remembered the red-robed woman he saw on the screen. He said once again, "We must quickly find out the secret of the second red light, or else these terrifying monsters will continue to increase."

Listening to Duane's words, David nodded. He naturally knew that there was a close connection between the appearance of the butterfly and the second red light, otherwise, how would it suddenly appear? Based on the blue flame on her chest, David concluded that there must be a manipulator behind her. And this manipulator should be related to the second red light.

At this moment, David suddenly thought of what Duane had told him before about his Phoenix Rising squad monitoring the apocalypse for many years. It meant they could see any corner of the world at any time. So he pondered for a moment and said to Duane, "Perhaps your apocalypse monitoring facility can find some clues. When the woman in the red robe appeared, the manipulator behind her must have been nearby."

Upon hearing David's words, Duane instantly understood what he meant. Before their Phoenix Rising squad was established, they had installed dedicated military cameras on every street in this city. These cameras could work twenty-four hours a day without the need for cables, relying solely on radio waves. With the advent of the apocalypse, these cameras gradually became their tool for monitoring the world, setting their squad apart from other survivor squads. Whenever they wanted, they could access the footage from any location.

Duane nodded. "I understand. I'll go back and check everything within a five-kilometer radius." After saying that, he called Shirley to prepare to leave.

If what David said was true, then the secret of the second red light that had puzzled him for a long time might slowly come to the surface. Shirley hugged Cola and happily stroked its fur. Hearing that they were going back, a trace of reluctance appeared on her face. As a seasoned cat lover, she rarely had the opportunity to fully enjoy petting a cat, and now she was leaving before she could fully indulge herself.I think you should take a look at

Watching Duane's anxious expression, Shirley reluctantly let go of Cola. "Cola, I'll come to see you again, so don't miss me too much," Shirley said to Cola with a hint of sadness.

Watching this familiar girl, David simply smiled and said, "You're always welcome to come and play with Cola." Upon hearing David's permission, Shirley regained her happiness. She waved goodbye to Cola and left with Duane. David also left with his team and headed towards the base...

"Hmph! Is this the corpse you cultivated? You didn't expect her to betray you, did you?" Amidst the ruins, Alexander's ethereal figure glanced disdainfully at Alvin. His patience was almost worn out by this old man.

The repeated failures filled Alvin with a sense of murderous intent as he sensed Alexander's anger. He quickly lowered his head and explained, "The butterfly is indeed the most powerful corpse in this world, but that kid was too formidable. He managed to sever my control over her, allowing him to succeed."

Recalling the scene of David extinguishing the flame, Alvin couldn't help but feel angry. He didn't expect this young man to have such keen observational skills, discovering the bridge between him and the controlled butterfly so quickly. At the same time, Alvin felt a pang of pain. It wasn't because David had decapitated the butterfly's father, but because he felt that the butterfly's death was undeserving.

"You don't need to explain to me. This is the second time you've messed up this matter," Alexander's tone suddenly turned icy cold, and the rubble on the surrounding ruins floated in the air, piece by piece.

"You should know that I don't like people who can't solve their own problems. In my eyes, you're already of no use." With that, Alexander raised his ethereal arm and made a gentle gesture. Countless pieces of rubble instantly shot toward Alvin like arrows, moving at a speed that left him with no time to react.

In the blink of an eye, Alvin's body was tightly enveloped by the pieces of rubble, and his dragon-headed cane fell to the ground with a "snap."

"Alexander... please, give me... one more... chance!" Alvin said in a terrified voice, feeling the pressure of the rubble on his organs. It seemed that with just a little more force from Alexander, his body would explode immediately.

"A chance? What guarantee do you have?" Alexander's words remained cold and sharp, and more pieces of rubble kept approaching Alvin. In Alexander's eyes, Alvin was nothing more than a clown who would do anything for the Phoenix Rising squad. The second red light had already been activated, and he could easily activate the next three red lights using his own abilities. Therefore, Alvin had lost any value to him. On the contrary, Alvin knew too many of his secrets, and keeping him alive would be a potential threat.

"I guarantee it with my own life! Give me one more chance, and I will definitely kill David!" Alvin struggled to breathe, the rubble pressing against his lungs with immense force, as if a truck were crushing him.

"Oh? It seems like Alvin is quite confident this time!" Alvin's words instantly piqued Alexander's interest.