Nikke, something’s seriously wrong with this evacuation point! Chapter 119 119: A Brief Respite

[Generating operation report…]

[Extraction Point: Power Shutdown Extraction Point · Naless Lone Grave]

[Total Ti Spent: 596 hours 43 minutes]

[Mission [Embers]: Completed]

[Rating: B ]

[Remark: You successfully protected that pile of canned food from a few human bots, but at what cost?]

[Hidden Mission [Reverse Survival-of-the-Fittest]: Completed]

[Rating: S]

[Remark: Well done. The original battle royale has completely disappeared. A free Nikke squad now exists in this world. The squad you snatched away from Death itself will beco the cornerstone of the future.]

[Overall Rating: A]

[Extraction Value: 114,514 Zero Coins]

…Wait a second?

What the hell was with that number?

He suspected the system was trolling him, but he had no proof. How could there possibly be such a perfectly suspicious number? Though to be fair, he really hadn't looted much this run…

…Whatever.

After sorting through the haul, aside from Sleeping Beauty's dog tag, it was mostly high-nutrition canned food and drinking water.

Honestly, not worth much.

The familiar scent of disinfectant finally let him relax a little.

Inside the hideout, he was invincible.

This ti, none of the little cuties ca back with him. It actually felt a bit strange. He'd have to wait another month before entering the Nikke world again, though honestly that was fine.

This ti, he was going in fully geared.

He was sick of naked knife runs.

I want full gear. I want an all-out assault. I want to slaughter my way through the entire damn map!

Zone One, huh? Just wait for , you little bastard. I'm getting proper equipnt next ti and I'm coming for your ass!

But before launching a full assault, as usual–

He'd rest for a few days first.

And while he was at it, he needed to check the reward he got for a successful extraction.

Every Disguise Mode guaranteed an item reward regardless of whether the extraction was normal or not.

Last ti he got the divine artifact known as the [Shittim Chest].

Surely this one wouldn't disappoint either, right?

This ti, the item was a wooden stake.

It felt surprisingly heavy in his hand.

But the mont he read its effects, he froze completely.

...

[Na: Anchor Point]

[Type: Growth-Type Item]

[Quality: Blue (Initial)]

[Usage Count: 1/1 (Permanently binds coordinates once driven into the ground. Cannot be removed.)]

[Effect 1: After the stake is driven into the ground, it creates an invisible [Construction Blueprint Zone]. By submitting materials, corresponding construction progress will be gained.]

[Effect 2: Once construction progress reaches a certain stage, upgrade permissions are unlocked.]

[Effect 3: Locked (Unlocks after placent)]

[Effect 4: Locked (Unlocks upon reaching Stage 3)]

...

A growth-type item?

The fact that it wasn't red rarity disappointed him a tiny bit, but the words "growth-type" imdiately caught his attention.

And the na itself was intriguing.

Anchor Point… anchor point…

In most gas, fast-travel systems were usually called anchor points, weren't they?

Could this thing actually grant teleportation?

Charon imdiately laughed at his own idea.

Teleportation in an extraction-looter ga would practically be cheating.

Maybe it ant sothing else.

Still, since it was a one-ti-use item, he had to think carefully about where to place it.

After thinking it over, the best location really did seem to be the secret laboratory serving as the lee squad's headquarters.

Next ti he entered the Nikke world, he'd test it there.

After organizing the supplies and tidying the warehouse, only one task remained for today.

Holding Sleeping Beauty's dog tag tightly in his hand, his heartbeat gradually sped up, nervousness overtaking him.

What if–

Even if there was only the slightest chance–

The hideout system didn't recognize this dog tag?

What would he do then?

Rationally speaking, he'd probably return to the Nikke world next ti and hold another funeral for Sleeping Beauty in the hideout's style.

The dog tag would beco a permanent keepsake.

Until he found another way to revive her.

And after that?

He'd probably start hard-pushing Zone One every single day.

Clearing the entire world and collecting every reward would beco his duty.

At that point, he'd likely end up selling all those valuable red items too.

Compared to Liliweiss's life, what did those items matter?

Gathering 150 million theoretically wasn't difficult.

Forcibly clearing away those chaotic thoughts, Charon headed toward the dical center with the dog tag in hand.

He inserted the dog tag into the terminal outside the dical pod.

Then he waited nervously for the hideout's judgnt.

Seconds passed.

Then minutes.

After three minutes, the screen still displayed only:

[Loading]

Yet instead of despairing, Charon felt hope.

Because that ant the dical terminal was analyzing the dog tag's composition.

If it were invalid, it would've imdiately spat it back out and told him to recycle it through the vending machine.

Ten minutes later–

Ding.

A line of text finally appeared on the screen.

[Bind dog tag [Sleeping Beauty]?]

[Yes / No]

Charon's expression trembled with excitent as he imdiately selected [Yes] without hesitation.

[High-intensity soul data detected. Reconstructing life signs… Estimated Ti Remaining: 24:00:00]

Repair fluid slowly filled the dical pod.

The countdown began moving normally.

Seeing this, the enormous weight in Charon's chest finally disappeared.

He clenched his fists tightly, unable to hide the excitent on his face.

It worked!

His theory had been correct!

From now on, he could potentially revive the dead through this thod!

Sure, the revived might only ever be able to live inside the hideout with him–

But that was still infinitely better than death, wasn't it?

Besides, the hideout clearly had the ability to evolve.

The existence of the entertainnt room and library proved that perfectly.

Who knew what it might beco in the future?

At the very least, Charon now felt genuine hope for the future.

After confirming the countdown one last ti, he left the dical center in satisfaction, planning to check again tomorrow.

As for the rest of the day…

Obviously, sleep.

After being exhausted for so long, it was finally ti to indulge in so truly proper rest.

And as for where to sleep?

Naturally, the lounge area inside the entertainnt room.

The place allowed users to customize their preferred sleeping environnt.

Why wouldn't he use it?

Completely familiar with the route by now, he entered the entertainnt room, fixed himself a sweet drink, watched a dumb movie with popcorn, and only then contentedly entered the resting area.

Damn… now THIS is living.

A narrow yet cozy bedroom.

Right outside the door was the lounge exit.

The windows were tightly shut.

Fresh air circulated through the room thanks to the ventilation system.

Outside the window ca the soft sound of drizzling rain.

Inside, the temperature hovered comfortably around twenty degrees Celsius(68°F).

The clothes on Charon's body transford into comfortable pajamas.

Then he dove straight into the blankets and drifted into deep sleep amidst the sound of rain.

Four hours later–

Inside the living quarters, the Shittim Chest sitting beside the computer suddenly lit up.

Its bullet-riddled screen flickered back to life.