Universal Sign-in: Ascending to Godhood With My 10x Rewards!-Chapter 50: Sector Dih

Everyone was disoriented. Jerry’s hair fluttered aggressively, and his legs remained firmly crouched, his teeth gritting as the elevator dropped.

Marcus, on the other hand, crossed his arms, wearing a strangely excited expression on his face as his white, spikey hair fluttered too. Even a faint smile crept on his lips.

I raised a brow.

Is he trying to look cool or something?

The two soldiers didn’t even flinch. They just held their guns as they stood in a measured, trained fashion, evidence of their familiarity with this.

Ding–

Finally, the descent seized.

Everyone let out relieved sighs as we stood upright. Katie’s mom almost fell to the ground in relief.

I controlled my breathing, staring at Katie whose eyes remained steady on mine.

I smiled.

"Uh.. you can let go of me now, Mr."

My smile faded.

"Oh, sorry." I cleared my throat, dropping her on the floor, and she stood on her own.

Jerry and Marcus adjusted their postures, and Jerry arranged his coat while Marcus just stood with still eyes.

The soldiers turned to each other and broke their established characters, laughing as they high-fived each other.

"Good one, huh?"

"Totally! Their faces were gold."

"’Aah, save me, oh no.’ pfft hahaha."

"Hahaha, lolol."

What the actual fuck?

In the next instant, all our eyes focused on the soldiers, our cold gazes drilling holes into their bodies.

They immediately paused and cleared their throats.

"Right. Let’s go," the one with the card said as he tapped a button once more.

"Brace yourselves!" Jerry yelled.

We all crouched, ready for another drop.

"Pffft hahahahaha, oh my God!" The other soldier burst out in laughter.

I furrowed my brows.

"Are you guys joking with us?" I asked in a low voice.

"What?" The soldier replied, "Ahem- of course not. Look," he pointed at the buttons, and tapped one, "I’m opening the door." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The door opened.

The top corner of my lips curved into an annoyed sneered.

They’re doing this shit on purpose.

To mess with us. I think it’s revenge for the way Jerry mocked them earlier.

"Tch." I clicked my tongue.

Y’all are lucky I’m low-key turning on a new leaf. Would’ve cursed you both to hell by now.

Who knows the terrifying implications of that with the [words of a guardian] skill around.

Just like with me, I thought of the implications of telling them, ’fuck you,’ what if the universe complied and just made them pregnant?

Although the skill did intrigue me. Its potential was, in theory, boundless.

But that damn condition, though.

Hm?

Get out of your head, Dustin.

A few seconds after discussing with myself about how cool it’d be if I said, ’Die Endorath,’ and it actually happened, I gazed at the space that unfurled in front of my very eyes.

Damn.

"This... is the place?" Katie asked with a widened mouth.

"I guess so," I replied.

"They really went all out," Jerry spoke with a bemused intone.

"No kidding," Marcus replied.

"Welcome," one of the soldiers stepped forward, into the magnificent scene, "to the Northern safe zone."

Safe zone.

I didn’t expect...

I couldn’t take my eyes off the vast city that had been built underground here.

Bright light shone in this place, even though it was night outside. All the walls were solid and white.

This.

Spacious was an understatement because this place resembled a mini city. I couldn’t see the end or the beginning.

There were streets, alleys, even and small, white painted houses, lots of small houses. It was like a high-grade, highly equipped underground estate.

And there were not many people here, I guessed that they’d probably slept by this time, as it was quite late.

But the people who walked on the streets were uniquely dressed in brown outfits.

All this in one week?

"All this in five months?" Asked Marcus, bewildered.

Oh, five months. Right.

"You’re telling me there are four more of these in this city?" Jericho asked the soldiers.

I gulped, holding Katie close. She couldn’t stop moving her neck while spamming, ’whoa.’

"Right???" Marcus supported, "The money they would’ve built this with isn’t mere change. But I gotta say, they have taste. Building something like this was a dream of mine."

"Now, now." A soldier interjected. "Don’t be shocked yet. You’re only on the last floor. Sector D."

"Huh?" I furrowed my brows, "What do you mean?"

"The safe zone is divided into five sectors. D – S. You’re currently in sector D. The lowest sector. For the lowest class."

I shrugged. Jerry and Marcus also shrugged.

"At least we have somewhere to stay," Marcus said.

Took the words right out of my mouth.

"Where are our rooms?" I asked.

The soldier scoffed. "Our? You only get one room. A small one. In a small house. If you want a bigger space, you’ll have to ascend," he raised his finger, pointing above, "to a higher sector. Good luck with tha–"

"How do we ’ascend’?" Asked Jerry with a cold voice.

The soldiers shrugged. "That’s not our job to tell you. We’re only escorts and guides. We’ll take you to the Sector D manager now. He’ll assign a house to you. You’ll be lucky to even get one. The whole place has been packed for two days."

I growled, gritting my teeth like a hungry lion.

These guys are so annoying.

I let out a sigh, easing myself.

"Take us to this manager then."

"Follow me."

We walked with the damn soldier bastards to a small but beautifully designed building, the house of the manager.

Upon reaching, the guards tapped a button on the house’s door that made a ding–dong– sound echo in the manager’s house.

—Go away! I don’t entertain any consultation after 8:00 pm!—

An old voice rang out from a microphone attached to the door.

"Mr Park! It’s Officer Kan! We brought... late entrants into your sector. We need to register them and assign their accommodations!" One soldier bastard yelled.

—Shit. There are still survivors who haven’t been integrated?—

Integrated?

"Yes, sir!"

The voice sighed from the microphone.

—Come in.—

Of course.

This infiltration of a thing is a real damn headache.

Clack—

The soldier opened the door.