Global Awakening: Apocalypse Ender's Chronicle Chapter 1123 1123: The Visitors of Each Shelters

Eudora and Cici had seen the Trident's developnt in New Genesis Shelter, but most of the ti, they were all inactive in the production factory and hangar!

It was their first ti seeing them in action!

"They're really floating…" Eudora couldn't help but feel impressed, knowing that those machines were as heavy as 10 Minotaurs in the Fairy Realm.

"Yes. They're quite intriguing. They're not even designed as swimrs." Cici muttered.

Eudora nodded, but she could guess how they were able to do that… "It must be Cloud's advanced technology. That machine is just too incredible. It helped Shane build the Aegis ch, Valiant chs, and now, Trident chs!

Soon, the OG Clan's fleet erupted in shock.

It was their first ti seeing these things!

Although they had read in the World Chat about the towering humanoid machines, it felt unrelated to them. They weren't really bothered about their existence.

However, seeing them now, they realized that Shane indeed deserved to be called the Rank 1 Survivor with a Rank 1 Clan!

With these machines in the seas, they wouldn't even fear most of the Sea Zombie Kings!

Perhaps, their only concern would be the Sea Zombie Lords!

Abed's eyes widened, and his composure broke for the first ti.

"What… what are those?!" he muttered…

The five colossal machines stood in formation beside Providence.

They weren't raising weapons, but their presence was threatening.

Without a doubt, Blue Haven Shelter was not to be underestimated.

The negotiator paused for a mont with his words dying in his throat. The crew behind him stared in disbelief. They knew that they couldn't offend these people anymore.

Abed gripped the railing tightly. At this point, he must take over the conversation!

These Negotiators seed to believe that their OG Clan could save them from anything!

***

The negotiator suddenly gulped as he realized what had happened.

His earlier confidence had now crumbled under the pressure of the Trident chs' presence.

'This is dangerous…'

The crew behind him stood frozen as they were also unsure how to proceed in this atmosphere.

They had co expecting to prove themselves, but now they realized they were standing before power far beyond their reach.

Abed knew that he couldn't let this continue.

He saw their mistake… Their tone had been too doubtful or too demanding for people who had co unannounced!

If they continued like this, they would offend Blue Haven Shelter and lose everything. He gripped the railing, then stepped forward, and this ti, he had decided to take over the conversation.

"That's enough," Abed said firmly, silencing his negotiators.

He straightened his posture, forcing composure back and nodded at the man on the other side.

"I am Captain Abed of the Over Growth Clan. Forgive my n… their words were careless. We did not co here to question your strength or your wealth. We ca here to build trust."

The crew behind him exchanged uneasy glances, but Abed continued.

He remained calm, respectful, and far more mindful than before.

"Our clan has traveled far, bringing our finest goods… rare sea herbs, enchanted pearls, and Oceansteel, forged from minerals deep beneath the waves. These are not common wares, and we are prepared to offer them in large quantities. More than we would normally trade, because we wish to prove our sincerity."

He paused, letting the words sink in.

"We seek partnership, not rivalry. If Blue Haven Shelter accepts us, we will commit to fair trade and loyalty. We ask only for the chance to prove our worth."

On Providence's deck, the captain finally spoke again.

His calm voice carried across the water.

"I am Harry, captain of Providence. You seem like a great man, Captain Abed. If you truly wish to trade, then dock at our port. We will speak further inside the shelter."

Harry was only a captain, and he wasn't really in charge of negotiations. He just needed to know their purpose and let Fiona, Tundra, and the others handle such matters.

'Right… Is Fiona back? She used Rat Swap a few weeks ago.' Harry mused as he knew that it was Fiona's duty to handle such matters.

In any case, after hearing his response, relief washed over Abed's crew.

The tension eased, though the Trident chs remained in formation. They were still watching the fleet like silent guardians.

"Prepare to dock," Abed ordered. His voice was steady, but inside, he knew this was only the beginning.

The fleet moved carefully toward Blue Haven's dockyard.

As the ships settled into place, guards and dockworkers watched closely. At this ti, they were really acting well as their discipline was evident.

Soon, they also felt that the air quality here was incredibly good!

"Whoa~ Why does it feel so refreshing in their territory?"

"It must be related to their Barrier Generator."

"I've never heard about a Barrier that can improve air quality."

"It must be so kind of Survivor Skill and Talent then."

"Fool. There's no way a Survivor would use tons of Spirit Points to maintain a land's air quality. That's too inefficient. It must be so kind of artifact. Or maybe they have a lot of bamboo trees..."

"Ohhh… Even though bamboo isn't technically a tree, the first part is true. I heard bamboo can help improve air quality."

"I also heard Blue Haven is no ordinary shelter. Its defenses and organization speak volus. This really is a nice place."

Just like that, the group admired the shelter for so ti.

Still, only eight were permitted to disembark for negotiations. Abed himself led the group, joined by three negotiators and four of the clan's strongest guards.

The rest of the crew remained aboard the ships, waiting in foreign territory with unease.

As Abed stepped onto the dock, he glanced back at the Trident chs still visible near the water.

Their presence was a reminder that the Blue Haven Shelter was not to be underestimated. They must report this to their boss.

Soon, the eight were guided deeper into the shelter, toward the negotiation hall.

Of course, at this ti, they also noticed that the streets bustled with activity. The atmosphere was different here…

The people living here were definitely unworried about food and security. They could feel that these are disciplined, orderly, and confident people!

Abed could feel it in every step.

'It's our chance to be connected to the Rank 1 Clan. We have to do this right!'

He knew this eting would decide the future of the OG Clan. If he succeeded, they would rise in rank and wealth… Perhaps, they could even surpass the Ironcrest Clan!

If he failed, they would leave humiliated, and they'd definitely get swallowed once the Eclipse Revenant Clan decided to expand their territories in the seas!

After all, if they planned to expand, they would pass through Ironcrest and OG Clans' territories!

Ironcrest was already their partner… so they had to ensure that they wouldn't be targeted by those chs!

'We can't waste this opportunity…'

***

In the anti, Natalie Cross, the beautiful Clan Leader of the New Haven Clan, found herself in an exciting situation…

Recently, she had visited Travis' shelter… the one responsible for supplying crude oil to Shane's Eclipse Domain Clan.

The visit had been cordial, and after learning that a delivery would soon pass through their connected Gate, Natalie decided she would accompany the shipnt herself.

She had no illusions about eting Shane directly.

Word had spread that the Rank 1 Survivor was occupied elsewhere, chasing down a reckless survivor who had stirred trouble.

But Natalie's interest lay not in Shane himself, but in the monks he had gathered.

Rumor claid Shane had fifty monks under his banner, each trained in unique techniques that allowed them to channel Aura in ways few survivors could.

Natalie was fascinated.

If she could convince them to share their teachings, her priests might finally learn to wield Aura with the sa discipline and strength.

"I wonder how much I should pay… I'm willing to sacrifice 10 Legendary Weapons for this transaction…" She muttered to herself.

Whoosh~

When she arrived at Eclipse Domain, she took a deep breath, ensuring that she remained calm.

At this ti, she wore the Lightning Set, armor she had looted from Boros, the dreaded Lightning Zombie Lord.

The set was quite intimidating, but as the Clan Leader, she was forced to wear this powerful set when leaving their territory…

Of course, her arrival did not go unnoticed.

Eclipse Domain was filled with powerful people. The mont Natalie stepped through the Gate, heads turned.

They knew that soone who was at least Level 70 had arrived!

Almost imdiately, one of Eclipse Domain's high-ranking survivors approached.

Jillian the Bard, known for her soothing voice and her role in managing the entertainnt district, was quick to welco her.

She knew who Natalie was, and she understood the importance of treating her with respect.

"Lady Cross," Jillian said with a graceful bow… "Your presence graces Eclipse Domain today. I trust your journey was smooth?"

Her voice was as beautiful as the rumors said.

Natalie smiled faintly…

She didn't expect that the one who would welco and act humbly in front of her was a Level 70 Survivor as well!