Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

07:06, 22 July, 20XY.

Muzaffarnagar, Uttar Pradesh, India.

By now, a lot of people already knew what their fate had in store for them.

If they had 5 artifacts or relics, or maybe both, in their hands, then they knew that they would survive.

But those with less than 5 also knew that they would need a stroke of really good luck to be able to survive after this; there were just 9 minutes left before the scenario ended.

Many people who had somehow acquired 4 items were now rushing toward a room to get one more, but in a state of hurry and panic, they made a lot of mistakes, resulting in the beasts waking up and taking a bit of them.

Some survived as well, gaining a new artifact or relic from the room, heaving a sigh of relief, and walking out of the room with a happy smile.

The moment they came out, however...

*Slash*

They would be killed by someone waiting for them outside the room; those people are the ones who had 4 items, but not the courage to walk into those rooms again.

"Hahahahaha. Thank you for the artifact/relic."

That would laugh out loud, looking at the dead body of the one they had killed, picking up the item that had fallen to the ground the moment they killed their targets.

Why did the humans that came out of the room have the item in their hands, though?

Well, it could be said that they were inspecting the item as they had to hurry everything up, wanting to store it in their inventories, making it impossible for anyone to get it.

Everyone knew that once an item goes into the inventory, it won't be coming out until the owner of the inventory wills it to.

So, the best time to steal an artifact/relic was when one had it out in the open.

"You better give me all you have or I'll kill her after we are done enjoying her body!"

But there were other ways one could make a human give up on their artifacts or relics, as even now, in this apocalyptic world, there were people who cared more about their loved ones than their own lives.

All one had to do was capture their loved ones and blackmail them, and many people did this, getting themselves more than just one item.

The one in front of the group, the one whose family member, maybe his wife or his daughter, were in their hands, would hurriedly give out everything he had, just with the hope that his family member would be safe, but...

"Noooo! Stop—!!"

This was an apocalypse, and not all stayed true to their words; the power difference made it so that even if you tried to fight back...

*BAAM*

"Cough!"

You will just get punched in the gut and will have to watch your family members' agony.

This was just what the world had turned into.

Many people from other zones, after observing what the 'rulers of the apocalypse' did, started to do the same.

But unlike the ruler of the apocalypse, who had 10 whole hours, they didn't have time, so instead of stealing the items, they would use force to get those items before they killed the one who gave them the artifacts or relics.

As for the rulers of the apocalypse? They were still working, and it seemed that although there was a short break in their work, they came out stronger than before.

The rulers of the apocalypse had images of a certain group of people, just to keep them reminded of whom to offend and whom they shouldn't.

Now, what happened to the compulsory food supply? Did it get delivered even during the scenario?

Many people had this doubt, and they thought that maybe they wouldn't have to pay anything today as they could simply survive under the shelter of the scenario.

This thinking was not unwarranted, though.

Last time, when the first scenario took place, they were supposed to get their daily food supply in around two hours, but it was postponed by 2 hours before it came back on track the next day.

So, if the humans went by that logic, then they would probably not have any coins deducted on the 21st, but their guesses proved out to be wrong as just before the clock ticked past midnight, they received their food supply.

Right after that, their coins were deducted, having 80 coins sapped away from their total coins.

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Many died again, and the population of humans kept decreasing, getting lower every moment.

The population was now lowered to 10 percent of what it was before the apocalypse, and it was still in a decreasing trend, with no hint of it stopping anytime soon.

Humans who had their loved ones taken away from them slowly started to grow cold and distant from others, and whatever little unity the humans had, started to go away.

The main point, however, was that this was just the second scenario, and no one knew which one would be the last.

All one could tell was that even if the people survived after all of this ended, they wouldn't be the same.

They would never be able to live a normal life.

It would take generations to bring things back to normal.

But there were some people in this world who didn't have much change in their lifestyle, even in these kinds of harsh conditions, as they had to live like that even when everything was fine.

One of them was Alex Matthew, a guy who was known as the best assassin all over the world with the highest kill rate, even though he stayed as an assassin for way shorter periods than those master assassins out there.

Right now, he was hiding in the bush next to the castle he lost his leg to.

The system had warned them not to stay inside the castle by the time the scenario ended, and Alex didn't want to go against its warning and see what would happen, not when he wasn't even sure if he would be able to run for his life.

So, right now, when the time of the scenario was almost up, he came out of the castle, jumping from one spot to another.

He needed to get a stick or large branch to support his body as well, just so that he could increase his speed a bit more, but that could be done later.

For now, he was wondering which zone he should go to after the scenario was over.

He had already rated his luck as the worst thing he had and even had an imaginary stat for it; the level of the imaginary stat he had was (-100) level.

So, he didn't just want to randomly move toward a zone; he was studying every zone in the area by reading the chats about them.

There were chats about everything after all.

The humans shared whatever they thought could bring them profit, and this information could bring them profit in many ways, such as having the zones cleared by someone else, only to ambush them when they were taking a break after clearing the zone.

[The Second Scenario → Complete.]

But just then, a new message from the system arrived, floating right in front of every human in the world.

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