Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

"Can you please be our porter?" the leader asked.

And as soon as he said that, his team immediately started arguing with each other. The others didn't want a Student-level Porter going with them because the mission was far above his pay grade.

In a state of emergency, they didn't have any capacity to save themselves, much less another Student-level porter who clearly could not contend with a Pre-Intern level Canzer. So, in their minds, Atlan would just end up as unnecessary baggage.

In any other scenario, they would have all probably been welcoming Atlan's help. However, this is already the end of time. They could truly die now. They couldn't risk their lives just to be nice to someone.

However, they didn't really have any choice. They needed a porter, plain and simple. They wouldn't be able to carry the construct with them without a proper porter.

They tried to get other Saviors to join them and fill in as a porter, but none of them were available, at least at this time. They were all either too busy doing their own missions or training for an upcoming mission.

Some of them even quit being a Savior entirely. They figured that a mission in the Remedium was far too dangerous for them to undertake. They just wished to become a normal citizen and live through the Soul Time that they saved throughout all the years that they were active.

Although joining a mission rewarded them with a lot of Soul Time, the risk in their life was very real now. In trying to chase a hundred years of Soul Time, they could end up paying their whole lives for it. And for some, this was not a chance they were willing to take. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

That was the true reason why there weren't so many Saviors trying to help them right now.

"We don't have a choice. If we want to earn Soul Time, then we have to do this mission. And to do this mission, then we have to ask a porter for help!" their leader screamed, stopping all of the arguing in their team.

"Star Porter. Please, help us." the leader begged Atlan.

In his eyes, Atlan could see the Soul Time in their bodies.

Most of them only had about 5 years or less of Soul Time left. They were truly desperate to complete this mission.

Atlan was going to just do this mission himself, but it didn't hurt to have a few more people with him.

"Sure. But don't get in my way," he said to them.

His words sent confusion to the whole team. They didn't get what they meant, especially since they were the ones who were supposed to say that to him. From their perspective, he was the novice.

The leader then approached Atlan and showed him the construct. It was placed in a black box, ready to be taken by a porter.

However, when the leader pointed at the construct, Atlan shook his head and refused.

"There's no need for that. Let's just go inside and find that Canzer. If we don't, then more people will get hurt," Atlan said, looking over the infected district.

Even now, there were still a lot of soldiers inside who were trying to evacuate the people to safety. But because of the earthquakes that destroyed the very foundation of houses and toppled them over, it was hard for the soldiers to effectively search for more survivors.

No matter what they did, they could not push through the mountain of rubble to save the woman trapped inside, even if she was shouting for them to save them.

The only way that they could be saved was if the Canzer was defeated and the symptom was cured.

Only then could HeadQuarters issue a rescue operation to save all those trapped in the buildings.

And if team of Pre-Intern Saviors took their time and argued over inconsequential stuff, then the earthquakes would continue and destroy more homes, potentially crushing those that were already trapped inside.

This was a dire situation, especially since there was no reviving this time. Atlan could already feel the death energy filling this place. From what he estimated, about 15 people had already died. And if they continued here, there would be more casualties.

"Just follow me through the portal," he said to the team.

Without waiting for their response, Atlanta walked through the black portal and entered the Remedium.

This left the team of Pre-Intern Saviors utterly confused. They could not understand why Atlan was taking over control of the situation, when he was only a Student-level Porter.

Not only that, he even left the construct in the real world!

This alarmed the team since they thought that they couldn't kill a Canzer without a construct.

"Damn newbie!"

"He's looking to get himself killed!"

"This is why I told you to not recruit him! He doesn't even know that we need a construct to kill a Canzer!'

The leader and his team, feeling guilty that they might have caused the death of the Star Porter, couldn't help but chase after him inside the Remedium.

They were going to pull him back to the real world even if he wanted to or not.

'"Hey, porter! Get back there and get the construct!" the leader shouted as soon as he crossed over the portal.

But as soon as he looked at the inverted-color palette of the Remedium, he saw something incredulous. He almost couldn't believe it even after he was looking at it with his own eyes.

Just then, his other teammates crossed over the portal and saw their leader just standing there, dumbfounded over something.

"We're here," they said. "Where's the porter? Did you bring him back yet?"

But in response, their leader just silently pointed ahead of him, where the Star Porter was located.

And as soon as they gazed in front, they gasped, unable to believe what they were looking at.

Atlan was holding the giant mole-like Canzer by the throat, with the monster kicking and struggling to get out of his grip.