Max Stats in the Apocalypse

The six members of the Anti-Society Supreme Council led Roger somewhere with a teleportation device. The place was so secretive that despite his reservations, Roger still followed them. And as they teleported into a cave-like place, Roger's vigilance was high.

He looked in every direction. The light came from the torches stuck on the wall, and there was a wide passage ahead of them. In the position where the seven of them were standing, Roger could see that the place was not a joke.

This place was planned as the proportion of the passage was equal to each other's and man-made touches were noticeable. And just as they continued walking down the passage, Roger couldn't help but ask a question.

"So, how was this group formed? Where did all of the members come from."

"We are all targeted as experimental subjects by the Supreme Council. We escaped and eventually met with the same intent with the Supreme Council. We want to stop their atrocities."

"And specifically, what was it?"

They were silent for a second as one of them lowered their heads. Even though Roger still couldn't see their faces, he knew that there was something deep about their feelings. Their goal was not a joke, and just as their potential felt to him, he knew that they were deeply into revenge and their goal.

"So, what did the Supreme Council do?" Roger continued to ask, but they were bothered by the tone he was using.

"Why do you sound calm? Aren't you afraid for your family?"

Roger snickered, followed by a soliloquy. 'It is not my first time and this is necessary for me. Even if I have the strongest or the max stats, I still need to control myself to prevent creating more problems.'

Roger's condition was something that he couldn't discern even though he was still in Kluma. It was as if his nature was built to be a savage beast with a twisted mind.

"There is nothing to gain in being short-tempered. I always tell that to myself and end up failing in the past, but I can manage now."

They looked intently at Roger, then sighed afterward. "What a pity. It might be because of the responsibility when you learned that you are an A-Ranker and have the potential to be an S-Rank."

Roger was dumbfounded by what he heard, but he rode on those words with a smile and nodded. "Yes, it is for my family's safety as well. It is not like they'll do something wrong to my family when they can't contact me, right?"

"Most probably, but we still don't know. They might be used as experimental subjects as well. You have the same DNA as they do. "

Roger was shut silent. He clenched his fist as he felt rage from what he had just realized. And continuing with it, he couldn't wait to get the information he needed. 

'This group should have what I needed. Or else, I have to do it on my own.' 

The company finally arrived at one room, and only one room in this cave. The room had a huge metallic twin door, and a steering wheel was on the right side.

One reached for the stirring wheel and rotated it a few times, and after that, the door opened.

"Why didn't you just teleport directly inside?" Suddenly, a voice inside the room resounded, eventually drawing Roger's attention.

Roger stood in his position for a few seconds without moving, only looking at the person who had no cover, unlike the other six. 

He was a young man, probably in his 20's. Despite having a young appearance, he had a small beard and mustache that could be noticed immediately, even from a distance. Furthermore, he had a thin haircut that almost seemed like an army cut.

The young man's face became elated, and he ran to Roger. "Now I know why you appeared outside. You were carrying someone. Who is he? Is he a recruit?"

Roger noticed that this person was a jolly type of person. But, even though this person approached him, he remained still, ignored him, and entered the room on his own. 

He inspected the surroundings, and what he saw were different types of monitors and gadgets, divided by small boxes and tables. What the whole room seemed like was a monitor room, but the difference was that there was a wall that was occupied by only monitors, stuck together to project a huge image.

"Can't you use holographic technology or just a normal projector?" Roger mumbled in a confused tone and continued his tour.

The young man looked at Roger, confused, and shrugged later on, as he watched Roger feel at home. The other six then entered and uncovered themselves, revealing their faces to Roger.

Roger raised an eyebrow as he noticed that they were finally showing their faces. 

There were two males and four females among the six, with the males being the most vocal. They appeared to be the representatives, but Roger ignored them because gender didn't matter in determining who the representative was among them.

They all appeared to be only 5 years his senior. They didn't have much of an age gap, which gave Roger the advantage of knowing their age.

One young lady, who had blonde short hair and eyeglasses, looked at Roger. She seemed to be around 20–25. "I am Shiona Elitte."

"Daniel Kang." The jolly young man introduced.

"James Yap." A tanned young man with a tall height and a sharp facial appearance said.

Roger then looked at his right and looked at the other man. He had long hair and also had fair skin. He was slightly built, but it didn't make him look like a skinny person. "Oliver Grey."

"I am Luis Roover. Nice meeting you, Roger Wyles." Another female said, she had blue long hair, which was a different and unique hair color from the rest.

"Clara, just Clara." A young lady with long blonde hair, sharp eyes, and sharp facial features.

"And finally, Emilia Clarke. Nice meeting you." 

Roger looked at the lady at the back, and she looked the most haggard of the rest.

"So... who will answer my question? Can't you use a holographic gadget or just a normal projector? Why the efforts to have that combined monitoring to have a huge one?" Roger sarcastically spoke.

"Well, it is because we don't need it and because they are complex. Our abilities don't work in complex devices." Emilia explained, making Roger bewildered again.

"Abilities? What exactly do you mean by "abilities"? If you are a group fighting against a huge and influential group, isn't it normal to have at least a budget?"

"We don't have that. And by what we mean by ability, it was our unique abilities that the Supreme Council wanted to have." Emilia said, and approached one monitor.

"You might not have heard about Unique Awakens, who are Awakens who have an A to S rank." Emilia touched the screen and different numbers and letters appeared; they seemed to be 'codes' lining up for every monitor on the huge screen.

"My unique ability is hacking. That is why I don't use holographic devices since they are too complex to hack with my ability."

Roger didn't respond immediately and moved backward. For them to show their secret information to him and talk as if it was casual, could only mean one thing: they were fixated on attacking Roger if something went wrong.

He was not afraid of them, but he felt that it would be a nuisance to fight them when, in reality, he still had things to manage, just like finding his family and clan members.

"Hmmm... all of you are Unique Awakens?" 

"Yes, as glitches only happen when you have the highest possibility of being a Unique Awaken," Emilia explained, which the others supported by being silent.

Roger then understood it, but their intention was still there, unknown. Or, was he just overthinking it?

'Their intention might be vague, but I don't feel any hostile intent from them.'

"So, I guess. I can see the rough surface of your origin. Let's say that you all have unique abilities, but why are you telling me this much? Do you think I will join you just because you showed me your secrets?"

Just with that question, everyone became silent and their faces turned gloomy. The reality was that each of them had had a deep and dark experience because of the Supreme Council, and what they could only do was hope and have everything they could get.

'Any advantage must be what motivates them. They must have different experiences that push them to fight against a huge group, and I don't know any of it and didn't care to learn it. However, I can't deny the fact that I couldn't save my family immediately because of the complexity of this world. My family must be scared by now.' 

Roger clenched his fist and gave them a sweet smile. "Okay, I have already decided. I might help you, but let me know your rough plan for saving our family."

"Before we tell you, you must enter into a pact with us so that we will be sure that you won't betray us."