Apocalypse Gachapon Chapter 1943: Quiet Resistance

Wu Qian couldn't help but yell out; he sensed that without raising his voice, his days were numbered.

Of course, it could still be ending right at this moment.

His gaze swept over the scene, revealing utter chaos everywhere.

The provisions and similar items were still fine; they'd merely been gone through. However, all the rest—armaments, gear, implements, snares, maintenance supplies, and so on—lay in total disorder.

Numerous pieces were ruined, and several had twisted into strange shapes. Wu Qian spotted a massive clump of... a scrap metal sphere.

It consisted of countless shattered equipment fragments fused into one.

He lacked the moment to tally the precise damage, yet from his deep knowledge of the storage area, a quick look told him that no less than forty percent of the gear and supplies were wrecked.

This represented the Bronze Camp's stockpile for more than a full cosmic year ahead!

The rations and provisions could be handled; fresh allotments arrived every several dozen days, and the squandered portion wasn't too much. Yet these armaments and gear... how would they survive the upcoming cosmic year?

Ye Zhongming ignored Wu Qian's desperate cry. Though somewhat fatigued, his state remained solid.

Following an entire evening of investigation, Ye Zhongming gained a sharper grasp on the armament and gear framework of the interstellar species.

He selected the Bronze Camp's storage because the armaments and gear there were mostly basic-level, enabling him to grasp and examine starting from simple variants. Later, he could break down the ones bought using points, avoiding any waste.

Regarding the gear he broke in the Bronze Camp, he viewed it lightly; plenty of methods existed for him to make up for it.

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A formal report pointed the finger at Ye Zhongming toward the duo of Clan Leaders in the Star-Eye Clan.

Wu Qian absolutely couldn't hide the truth.

Even as the group frequently tweaked different provisions, things such as gear and repair items required buildup, with heavy usage rates. In the end, for drills, they couldn't go bare; that would lead to casualties. Losing so much all at once and causing such a massive shortfall, had Wu Qian kept quiet, the blame would fall on him.

No choice but to risk angering Ye Zhongming; he simply couldn't shoulder the fallout alone.

The moment Wu Qian picked to alert the clan's leaders was remarkably timed. The pair of Clan Leaders along with various other top figures were in a meeting.

The Eye Lord grinned and shared the recorded report from his device with the group. Upon viewing it, the majority didn't flare up in rage but rather displayed grins.

"This fellow sure loves causing a stir."

As the devoted ally to the two Clan Leaders, Cheng Liujin was there too. After reading Wu Qian's full account of the event, he chuckled and shook his head.

"Slaying foes right on landing, then forming an Assault Camp, and now wrecking the squad's storage—it matches his style perfectly."

Jikesu knew more than anyone the motive behind Ye Zhongming's actions. This man grew restless awaiting the compiled info from him and chose to dive in personally. Hands-on experience brings real insight; he was testing the waters.

"Shall we issue him a caution? Get him to tone it down?"

The voice belonged to the drill overseer, Ba Shilu, built like a peak and wearing a ring of bones about his throat. In the clan's leadership, he stood as the sole one without prior dealings with Ye Zhongming.

The Star Lord denied it with a shake of her head. "No need to hold him back; that would bind his efforts. The Bronze Order Leader pursues this for gear studies. Rest easy; he'll deliver something unexpected."

With those words, the Star Lord turned to Cheng Liujin.

“This youngster will launch several moves shortly. Watch over him, yet approve every one of his steps."

"Every single one?"

Cheng Liujin queried.

"Every single one." The Star Lord's answer rang with certainty. "Even should he challenge Reina Star or Huo'er Star to battle, allow it."

"Provided he stays loyal to the clan."

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Ye Zhongming surely didn't turn against the clan, yet his deeds appeared tantamount to treason in the sight of the Bronze Camp's numerous fighters.

He'd torn apart the army provisions depot!

This instance, he'd genuinely stirred the hornet's nest.

Earlier, the whole Bronze Camp had displayed a vibe of tolerance toward Ye Zhongming, stemming from the 'oppose me and perish' vibe he exuded on entrance.

They thought that with the Bronze Order Leader spot needing a holder regardless, the top Novice taking it seemed decent enough.

In their eyes, Ye Zhongming could potentially deliver gains to the Bronze Camp.

But now, this individual impacted the Bronze Camp's gains, undermining every fighter's stake, and endurance reached its limit.

With the clan staying inactive, and amid some meddling from Ka Lan Ka and Leng Jiao's followers, the full Bronze Camp erupted swiftly.

These fighters marched straight to the structure housing Ye Zhongming's quarters and gathered quietly, voicing their discontent.

The Thousand-Person Commanders, Hundred-Person Commanders, and fellow mid-tier leaders viewed the matter with broader perspective than the rank-and-file. They picked up on the oddity among the clan's elite and realized the situation hid deeper layers. Thus, they held back. Still, for the fighters' unprompted gathering, after mild scoldings, they merely positioned themselves quietly in the rear.

Deep down, they too desired a straightforward response from Ye Zhongming.

After laboring through the storage all the prior night and drilling the Assault Camp by day, Ye Zhongming had retired to rest.

Yet how could the abrupt unrest in the drill area evade his notice? Jie Kui had slipped him a discreet alert as well. He rose to check and beheld a mass demonstration across the training field.

Ye Zhongming grinned, summoned an aide, murmured some words, and stepped outside.

The Bronze Order Leader's emergence sent a faint stir through the assembled ranks. Nothing else for it; the mental weight from that timeless mask spanning millennia proved overwhelming. At the sight of the Order Leader's mask, the Star-Eye Clan fighters' natural response was to bow their heads in submission, not defiance.

"Order Leader, we..."

A fighter from the foremost line stepped forward, clenching his jaw, intent on voicing the cause and questioning the Order Leader's handling of the army supply items, but Ye Zhongming gestured to cut him off.

"With all of you gathered, let's seize the chance for the ten-day quick evaluation." Ye Zhongming's words projected widely, reaching every Bronze Mask Warrior.

"I realize the moment hasn't arrived, but I've chosen otherwise."

Noticing another poised to challenge, Ye Zhongming halted him again.

"View it as a random audit or sudden review, call it what you will. But the quick evaluation happens now." Ye Zhongming quashed all opposition decisively. "Let me state upfront: I've pushed forward the evaluation, so a purpose drives that choice. I'll clarify the purpose once the evaluation ends. Additionally, I'll address your presence here. Plus, top performers in this evaluation will earn prizes."

"However... should the outcomes fail to please me, don't fault me for upending everything."

Finished, Ye Zhongming clapped and declared, "Now, I'll outline the evaluation's details."