Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1871: Bloody Region 50 (3)

After Ye Zhongming arrived in the heavens, after all, he had stayed for too short a time. His knowledge of the alien races, the Slave Races, and other matters of the heavens was limited to the little he had learned during his time with the Star-Eye Clan. Therefore, there were many things he had not fully understood before coming to the newcomer battlefield.

If he had known about the nutrient wave, he would certainly not have run to the side of monsters like Siha.

When the alien races detected the nutrient wave, it was actually already too late. No, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that even if they had known the nutrient wave was coming early on, they would have been powerless to stop it. Because they simply could not stop it.

The so-called nutrient wave was an unknown energy that spread through the universe at irregular but long intervals. This energy seemed to have no effect; it was colorless and formless, and could only be detected by specialized instruments.

It was this energy wave, which would go unnoticed if not paid attention to, that caused the Slave Races to become powerful in a short time, and by extension, so did their parasites.

Originally, the Slave Races and their parasites had already left the alien races at a loss, only able to make small-scale efforts with the help of wheel technology to delay their expansion as much as possible.

Each such nutrient wave caused heavy losses to the cosmic races, requiring many cosmic years to recover. In contrast, the Slave Races made significant progress with each nutrient wave. This ebb and flow had led to the current situation.

It could be said that the nutrient wave basically meant a turning point, a turning point where the cosmic races continued to weaken and the Slave Race continued to grow stronger.

If the previous Slave Race reproduction tide had made the Cosmic races tread on thin ice, then now, they were truly terrified and desperate to the point of wanting to die.

Misfortune never comes alone—perhaps this was the most fitting description for the Cosmic races.
But there was nothing that could be done. Besides cursing the nutrient wave that had absolutely no business appearing now, they could do nothing.

The interval since the last nutrient wave was too short. The impact this time was far more severe than the Cosmic races had estimated, affecting almost all aspects.

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On the planets enveloped by various Slave Races, due to the sudden nutrient replenishment, the Slave Races grew faster, and their ability to produce parasites also increased rapidly. This plunged these planets into a dark age.

Those who could have resisted a bit now faced rapid defeat against the parasites; those who couldnʼt resist in the first place faced imminent destruction. Planet after planet ʼoccupiedʼ by Slave Races was rapidly losing energy and the life upon them.

Countless agents and proxy forces painstakingly cultivated by the Cosmic races perished, years of effort vanishing in an instant.

It was like an investment: not only was there no profit, but the principal was lost as well.

Also, the Slave Race parasites raised by various races on the survivor fortresses for various purposes were similarly nourished. Protective measures for them had to be immediately strengthened and upgraded. Parasites already affected by the nutrient tide had escaped from breeding cages or freezers, causing considerable chaos.

Regardless, the moment the nutrient wave was discovered, many high-ranking members of the Cosmic races realized that many things were imminent.

And many peopleʼs eyes turned to this periodʼs novice battlefield because the effects of the nutrient wave also occurred in sequence. The planet where the novice battlefield was located would be among the first affected.

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Ye Zhongming had essentially upgraded from a rifle to a cannon.

Because he had previously obtained many points, even though the prices of various items in the official store had skyrocketed, he could afford them.

After all, besides manufacturing equipment to sell, Ye Zhongming now had another business: repairing equipment!

This was tax-free.

Although not every piece of equipment of the Cosmic races could be repaired by him, and some, even if repaired, were not as good as new, Ye Zhongming never tired of it. His enthusiasm for repairing equipment far exceeded that for manufacturing it. There was no other way; repairing equipment allowed him to understand the structures and techniques of various equipment of the Cosmic races, which highly aligned with his desire to learn how such equipment was made.

During rest periods, many people did not pay much attention to the rankings. In fact, there was a moment when Ye Zhongming had surged to third place, but he immediately spent his points, so very few people noticed.

What did Ye Zhongming use these points for? The small black spheres he used earlier to escape those pursuers were one type. Those things were called Retractable Sniper Bunkers. When they fell to the ground from a certain height, they transformed into rod-like objects, emitting short energy rays that had undergone complex processing within. They had a certain coverage area, could not lock onto targets, and had relatively large blind spots individually, so they were usually used in groups of several at a time.

This thing costs twenty points each. Because its power wasnʼt actually very great against level nine evolved, basically no one bought it. Yet Ye Zhongming bought twenty of them.

Facing a pair of Siha, Ye Zhongming first took out a metal disc about one meter in diameter and half a meter thick. After placing it on the ground, it immediately began to unfold, instantly becoming a metal ground area of nearly a hundred square meters. He stood on it and placed four ball-like objects the size of human heads in the four directions.

That wasnʼt all. He held a combat knife in his hand—not the shapeshifting kind, but a real combat knife, about a meter long, with a thick blade and a not-too-exaggerated curve. However, the edge gleamed coldly and had a distinct structure.

Besides the knife, Ye Zhongming took out a small box-like object with straps. He carried it on his back, reached over, pressed a button at the bottom of the box, and a pair of mechanical wings extended from both sides of the box. The forward-facing side had special metal sleeves that would fit over his arms for easy control.

After setting these things down, Ye Zhongming finally assumed a stance and looked at the two Siha.

But just as the battle was about to begin, the rankings on the recorder suddenly changed dramatically. Ye Zhongmingʼs ranking was suddenly pushed to third place!

He was startled. Taking a look, he found that the names of the two people ranked above him had disappeared, which meant they had died!

One of them was even the lifeform ranked first!

What had they encountered that caused the two top-five ranked individuals to die at the same time?

Ye Zhongming had no time to think about these people. The Siha had already charged right before his eyes. Yet this change cast a shadow over his heart.

Ye Zhongming had some understanding of these renowned parasites. The moment he saw them step onto the metal sheet, he waved his hands, making the wings carry him backward. The larger Siha on the left immediately shot out its tongue from its mouth, striking toward Ye Zhongming.

Before the tongue could touch Ye Zhongming, the spherical objects in the direction where the two Siha stood exploded.