Overpowered Soul Transmigrate In Apocalypse

Jo carefully drove his black-truck. Today had been very hectic for him. He had broken three protocols. First, he decided to work for unregistered owners. Then he looted the mall. Then he drove a truck without a license. Jo wondered what happened to this world. But he did know that this world was destroyed after he saw the devastated *Fin* city.

The three black-trucks of Joh, John, and Johnny also followed behind Jo black-truck. They traveled carefreely on the freeway. Nevertheless, thousands of destroyed buildings were positioned on the left and right sides of this freeway.

Arnold, Jo, and Feng Mei were still present inside the cabin of the first black truck.

Feng Mei was excluding the aura of a narcissist and waiting to be praised by the mortal and robot. The robot Jo decided to completely ignore the existence of the being who he was incapable to interpret. He silently drove the black-truck on the freshly created freeway. The freeway which was excessively heated by Feng Mei [Origin Flame Magic] «Anshun».

Arnold was sitting on the passenger seat enthralled and perplexed by Feng Mei power.

He wondered if Feng Mei was using magic. 'If bro is using magic, maybe he can learn it? Well, It doesn't hurt to ask' Arnold thought in his mind. What he didn't know was that asking Feng Mei hurts. After all, Feng wasn't a typical human.

Arnold stood up from his passenger seat and drifted towards Feng Mei who was standing proud like an egoist and waiting to be honored.

He came close to Feng with the most honest face. 

Arnold decided to first fulfill the desires of the narcissist. Then he will sneakily obtain some information.

"Bro, you absolutely are the most powerful person I have met in my life. I don't believe in God but after meeting you I believe I have seen one." Arnold praised Feng Mei. His military eyes reflected the shine of narcissism excluding out of Feng Mei.

Feng's eyes opened wide as he saw his lustrous reflection in Arnold's eyes. Feng's ear was perked up. Arnold words were like a switch that kneaded Feng tired body. He was intensely pleased by this mortal words.

"Ah, you really have discerning eyes. You are the first human who managed to distinguishes my uniqueness. ~Ahahaha hahaha Hehehe huhuhu~" Feng laughed wildly.

Jo was ignoring everything. Yet, Feng Mei laughter was like knives that stabbed his sound receptor. Jo deactivated his sound receptor. He did what a wise robot should do.

Arnold had read some popular Asian comics. Especially Mechan Mech. He had also seen harry porter. That's why he felt that what Feng utilize to defeat zombie is called Magic.

Arnold came even closer to Feng. He took his chance. "Bro, your powers had managed to amaze me every time. Especially, the last one. It was as amazing as the signature move 'Kamepamepa' of Moku the legendary MaiyaMin. I am really curious about whether your legacies of dragons are related to magic, somehow." Arnold first praised Feng Mei to mislay him then he inquired what he really wanted to ask.

Feng was delighted by Arnold's words once again. The mortal just compared him to his idol Moku. Hence, Feng satisfied the mortal burning curiosity.

"Bro, It is magic. The legacies of dragons are indeed related to magic. It can be defined as a superior class of magic!" Feng said to Arnold as he patted Arnold's shoulders. Arnold didn't realize that he had unintentionally deepened his friendship with the tenth Evil Empyrean.

"Bro, can this magic be learned by normal humans?" Arnold asked.

"Yes, as long as a person have extraordinary talent," Feng replied.

Feng realized that this mortal who he had just called a brother had stopped praising him. He blinked at Arnold and suddenly inquired in a deep and serious voice, "Though, why are you asking such questions?"

"Ah, I was wondering if I can learn Magic from you? Maybe I have a hidden talent for magic. If I can learn magic then we can share the burden and fight off the zombies, together. Till we reach the military camp set near the city of Silver."

Feng was expecting to be praised, not asked multiple questions. But he understood that this mortal was undergoing the same dilemma which Dracula had undergone. They both realized how useless they were while fighting against the «Copper-Demon». Now, they both wanted power to protect those people they care about. They were undergoing the same stress a youngster on her periods face.

Moreover, Feng liked these sort of people. These people are the easiest to control because their weaknesses are exposed. Their weakness is the people they want to protect!

"Well, let us check whether you are talented enough. Extend your hand" Feng said to Arnold.

Arnold did just that. He extended his hands towards Feng Mei. Arnold was waiting for a magical orb to appear. The stuff that usually checks a mage talent in most of the fantasy movies. Though, nothing of that sort transpired.

Feng just grabbed Arnold wrist and checked on his pulse. Then, Feng began pinching Arnold all over his body. Feng twisted Arnold nipples. His actions caused Arnold to squeal. Arnold lost his mind and shouted "Bro, shouldn't there be a magical crystal to check magic talent? Why do you have to pinch me?"

"We don't have a magic crystal. That's why you are undergoing a physical examination" Feng replied.

The physical examination for magic talent ended after Feng smacked Arnold on his brain. He was smacked a total of two times.

Feng's facial emotion changed multiple times during the course of this event. First, he was amazed than he was surprised. It finally changed to a disgusted face.

Feng's facial emotion didn't escape the eagle eyes of Arnold. He couldn't understand whether he was talented or not. After all, Feng Mei emotions changed too many times.

"I am sad to say but your talent for magic is extraordinary. It is beyond normal. It is SSS-grade!" Feng said in horror. Feng was shaken. He was unable to comprehend how a mortal can have such an unlucky fate.

Arnold was finally notified of his amazing result. Arnold had been sent on many SSS-ranked mission. He knew that SSS was the highest rank. He was happy that his talent for Magic was SSS-ranked. Maybe he too will obliterate thousands of kilometers long bridges with one spell. Though, Arnold was perplexed by Feng Mei weird facial emotions. His facial expressions did not match his words. At this moment Arnold promised that he will take his good brother to meet a psychologist, For sure. Only if they reach a green-zone.

"See bro, I knew I had a knack for magic. So, when do I start training in magic?" Arnold excitedly spoked his mind.

"No, you don't have a knack for magic, at all. I meant your talent for magic is extra-ordinary. It is beyond normal in a descending order. It's the worst grade of magic talent" Feng replied.

His words partially crushed Arnold's dream.

Arnold's dreams was to appear atop Mount Everest from azaaroth continent, in one second.contemporary romance

Arnold's eyes popped and his body trembled(due to the black-truck movement)

"Bu... But didn't you say that my talent for magic is SSS-grade? Shouldn't SSS grade be the highest grade of magic talent? This ranking is universally applied in every popular fantasy mercenary movie." Arnold shouted in devastation.

"Not really. SSS-grade means that your magic talent is shittier than a shitty person taking a shit." Feng calmly said.

Arnold plummeted on the truck and scrammed back to the passenger seat. He was devastated by the words spewed out of Feng Mei mouth. He had a mission clear rate of 100%. He was the leader of Mech Squad 0 «TES». He was Arnold! Yet, his magic talent is comparable to shit. Arnold wasn't able to take such a blow.

"Finally, I can rest," Feng Mei said.

Feng found it fulfilling, trolling Arnold that is. He had his fill. Hence, Feng moved towards the door which connected the cabin (Part A) with the cargo (Part B), internally.

Feng had it all planned out. He was gonna enter the cargo, jump on the fluffy bed, and enter his dreamland. He wanted to sleep for the next twelve hours. The words he said to Dracula, the meeting with the First Evil Empyrean Divinator, all can take off to Mars. Feng didn't give a shit about his own words. He was a shameless man, his words didn't count. Anyone trusting his words was a masochist that likes to hurt himself.

Feng entered the cargo. He found that Dracula was in sleep mode recharging his batteries.

'Even though he recharged his battery only two days ago'. Feng wondered why.

Several seconds later, Feng remembered that a robot consumes more battery power the more it works. The battery also drains rapidly depending on the complexity of the work the robot performed. Dracula had been working and performing complex actions, for more than a day. His battery had nearly drained at the last fight against the zombie. That's why he was recharging himself, now.

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