Commander Duan was one of the highly renowned first-in-command, even among the other survival bases. Aside from being a seventh-rank earth esper, his intellect and great survival strategy had garnered respect.
At the beginning of the apocalypse, Commander Duan decisively led his troop to establish Blackstone Fortress at the luxury retreat.
Over the years, he fortified the stronghold while ensuring that even the ordinary survivors were able to endure the chaotic era.
But now...
'This is crazy.'
Isaac's shock had yet to wear off as his gaze fell on the bed in the middle of the room. His memory of the robust commander was replaced by a gaunt and weak middle-aged man.
Commander Duan was sleeping. He breathed so quietly. If not for the weak rise and fall of his chest, people might think he was no longer alive.
This highly respected man was only in his early fifties, but more gray instead of black dominated his hair.
