Chapter 279: The Rule-Breaker
The makeshift command warehouse was dark and silent.
The Captain stood alone near the ruined map table. He opened his system interface. He swiped past his active combat skills and his standard inventory slots, navigating to the deepest, most restricted section of his digital storage.
A single, glowing golden coin hovered in the dark blue space.
It was the [Mythic Sign-In Token]. He had held it for months. He had kept it locked away through the suffocating famine in the Dead Zone. He had refused to spend it during the bloody, desperate extraction at Bastion Six. He had hoarded it because he fundamentally understood the brutal mechanics of his own existence.
The System did not give away Mythic-tier miracles for free.
