End the apocalypse!

Yates's eyes were misty, making it difficult to see clearly, but in his mind, images from the past began to surface.

The blood-red sun shone, casting its crimson glow on a remote street. Four young men and a woman leaned against a wall, gasping for breath. Each of them was seriously wounded, but their eyes still shone with determination.

Lying in front of them was an enormous and severely injured mutant giant dog, its body covered in various wounds, blood flowing profusely, and completely lifeless. This was the first mutant beast they had successfully slain as a team.

Dwight appeared composed despite his exhaustion, walking up to the fallen beast with a long knife and skillfully cutting open its abdomen to retrieve a Crystal Core. He then turned around with a smile, his face ordinary but exuding a captivating charm.