I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

On August 20th, Naya, a CIB agent on her way home from a café got into a car accident. Alcohol was detected in the blood of the victim and the accident was initially characterized as drunk driving. But the local police were confused about why her blood contained alcohol if she were at a coffee shop.Coincidentally, almost on the same day, a car was removed from the ditch on the outskirts of Yoto. Two UA citizens sitting in the front row of the car had both drowned and fake passports were found in their possession.

On August 23rd, also in Yoto, a private room in a club in Ginza caught fire. Except for two club staff and three UA businessmen that unfortunately died in the fire, no other casualties were reported.

August 24th, Naki Shipyard…

Darkness was about to shroud the city.

In an express hotel near the embassy district, the UA ambassador anxiously paced around in the room. Two bodyguards stood at the window and the entrance, their muscular figures made them appear like sculptures.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

The three people’s expressions all tensed up. The two bodyguards put their hand into their vest, and the ambassador stopped moving and nervously looked at the door

Knock…knock…knock…

It was two long knocks and one short knock.

The ambassador sighed with relief and waved at the two bodyguards.

“Our own.”

The door opened and a man dashed into the room. His hair was messy, dark circles were under his eyes, and his eyes appeared bloodshot.

From his weary expression, he hasn’t lived a peaceful day in awhile.

“Burkes and Noosa are dead,” while carefully closing the door, his whispered. “Nayo, who is responsible for providing us intelligence, disappeared on the way to work this morning. Mr. Hirata admitted to accepting bribes…Fu*k! Our line is completely broken!”

“Stay calm, my friend,” the ambassador patted him on the shoulder. “Maybe you need to sit for a while and have a cup of hot cocoa.”

“Fu*k! I can swear that it must be the Ghost Agents.” When the word “Ghost Agent” came out of his mouth, his throat felt like it was stuffed by a cotton ball. His bloodshot eyes widened, and not a single word could come out.

“What… what’s wrong?” The ambassador looked at him hesitantly.

“Nothing.” The man shook his head and pushed away the ambassador’s hand. He held his forehead and sat down on the chair.

His people were dying of unnatural causes, and he had been pushed to the brink of collapse. The killers, without a trace, were like a dagger against his throat. Just mentioning their name made him fearful.

“Don’t worry, they can’t get in, I have installed that thing in the entire hotel, you know.” The ambassador sighed and poured him a cup of hot water. He comforted the man and said, “I will arrange a plane tomorrow for you to leave. Since your identity has been exposed, it’s not suitable for you to stay here.”

While the optical invisibility of Ghost Agents was terrifying, times had changed. The UA Department of Defense’s Advanced Project Research Institute had developed at least ten methods for detecting optical invisibility. From sound wave induction to laser wave path difference sensing; the entire hotel was designed with traps.

The ambassador was convinced this place was safe.

The man took the cup and hesitated for a moment as he stared at the rising fog.

Suddenly, he seemed to have made up his mind, and he gnawed his teeth.

“No, I will leave tonight!”

“You are in a bad state right now. I suggest you sleep here for one night and then I will arrange transportation to take you to the airport tomorrow…”

No one noticed that a drone was hidden in the darkness, quietly suspended outside the window. The almost invisible laser pointed onto the window and recorded their conversation.

Laser monitoring wasnot advanced technology. Including the infrared sensor camera on the drone, it could almost be considered as something fairly common. The only difference about this particular drone was that the drone’s technological content is a bit more advanced than the drones available on the market.

The laser monitoring device retracted and was replaced by a black muzzle.

Without realizing that doom had arrived, the man was finally convinced by the ambassador to rest and leave tomorrow. The man put down the cup of water, rested for a moment, and prepared to sleep peacefully for a night before returning home tomorrow.

As long as he could step back onto his home soil…

Just then, there were gunshots!

The drone outside the window opened fire without any warning. Twenty bullets unleashed instantly, tearing open the glass and curtains, hitting the man like raindrops. The bullets penetrated the man along with the chair behind him.

The man hit twitched for a moment in the rain of bullets before his hands and head dropped down. There was not a sign of life in his pupils.

The sound of shattered glass almost simultaneously matched with the screams of the ambassador. The hot water and hot blood mixed, soaking the carpet.

The other three people in the room dropped to the ground immediately when they heard the gunshots. Two bodyguards hid behind cover; the ambassador rolled to the bottom of the bed.

Tensely lying flat, the ambassador didn’t even dare to breathe loudly. He desperately tried to shrink his obese body to something as small as possible. Fear was the only emotion he could feel as he watched the man die in front of him.

He was a diplomat, not a soldier.

Perhaps those colleagues who work in the Middle East would be a little braver, but not him.

He had been working in Nippon for more than a decade, and it was the first time a person has died in front of him.

He screamed at the top of his lung.

“Fu*k! Go and inform the guards! Also, get the Marines to come! This group of madmen must have forgotten the Geneva Conventions! How dare they, how dare…”

A bodyguard gritted his teeth and rushed to the edge of the bed. He took out his pistol and prepared to shoot behind cover.

Another bodyguard kicked down the cabinet and used the cabinet as cover to move to the ambassador’s side.

“Sir, we must escort you out first…”

“I’m not going anywhere! I’m not going anywhere before I see the Marines! Take your hand…” The ambassador screamed hysterically as he pushed away the hand reaching for him.

No one could guarantee that the attacker was not still aiming at this place. No one knew whether that lunatic madman would spare the diplomats…

What they didn’t know was that it was a drone that attacked them, a drone with only one cartridge. After all twenty-five rounds of bullets were fired, the drone retreated.

Five kilometers away, also in an express hotel.

A girl picked up the drone that came back through the window, closed her laptop and swayed her beautiful short hair. A subtle smile formed as she calmly stuffed the drone and laptop into her bag.

She pushed open the door, carried her bag and quickly disappeared into the dark alley. It was as if she was never there in the first place…