Office Survival: Everyone Logged Into the Death Game

One blazing midsummer day, 49 of my colleagues and I are suddenly added to an unfamiliar gaming group chat. A notification window popped up with a message."Attention, players. This is a survival game set in an apocalyptic world. Players who succeed in surviving for a week will get a share of the 100 million dollar prize pool."The system then dropped a ten-million-dollar gift that anyone could claim, as if it were afraid that we wouldn't believe it.My colleagues, who at first believed that we had somehow gotten ourselves involved in a scam, immediately changed their tune when they got their hands on the money."Oh, my God! So, all I have to do is survive for a week to earn so much money? Who even cares about working anymore?""Hurry and tell us more! Stop dawdling!"The assistant manager, Frank Gideon, calmly chimes in, "What happens if we don't survive? Or if someone quits halfway through the game?""The game will be reset if all players perish. If there is a winner, the game

With my ability to live just by absorbing the water particles in the air, I was guaranteed to survive the apocalypse.I boarded up all the windows except for the one near the balcony as a safety precaution. I then picked up the novel I had been reading.It was part of the resources that I had quickly gathered while everyone was busy fighting over the money and mocking me earlier. I had a few novels, card games, and puzzles. Although they seemed to be useless in a plant apocalypse, they were essential in keeping me sane in an isolated environment.I tapped into the group chat and skimmed through the flood of messages."Lady Luck is smiling down on me!""We got a good haul today, everyone! We managed to catch a lot of big fish when we went out to sea. We can have a grilled fish party later!"Riley had also sent a few photos. Crates of bottled water were stacked on the beach on Seafoam Island. There was also vacuum-packed food, canned food, and a few bottles of red wine. Several mal

The group chat fell silent for a few seconds before it was flooded by question marks and angry messages."'Magnet Apocalypse'? Isn't the game supposed to be 'War of the Plants'?""Is the system pulling our leg?""What the hell is going on? Why are only magnets falling from the sky? What about the plants? This is supposed to be a plant apocalypse!""This is all your fault for leading astray, Riley!"I sent a photo into the group chat amidst the building chaos.The photo showed countless magnets falling outside beyond the balcony. Meanwhile, there was a lit candle in the apartment. The air was dry and warm. There was a tablet and a laptop on the coffee table, along with a novel that was flipped open.The messages in the group chat halted for a few seconds before everyone started blowing it up again."How are you living so comfortably, Molly?""Were you the one who changed the name of the game? The system did say that everyone had administrative rights before it was revoked.""Y

Just then, Riley suddenly came online. She tagged everyone and said, "I was too stubborn in the past. I didn't properly analyze the situation and led everyone astray."She then sent a photo to the group chat.The photo showed Seafoam Island. Most of the metal equipment was stuck together thanks to the magnets, leaving the island bare.Riley was standing all by herself with a few bags of resources sitting at her feet."All my teammates are dead," she said forlornly. "I hope someone can find it in their heart to team up with me. All of us used to be colleagues, after all. I've retrieved all the resources from my storage space. I just want to survive this disaster."She sent her location into the chat. She sounded like she was on the verge of tears when she continued, "This is my location. I don't want anything else. I just want someone to help me survive."A long time passed before someone finally replied, "Where are your supporters, Riley? Didn't you say that you were going to hav

Both Riley and I were reborn after we perished in our previous lives.The game was called "Magnet Apocalypse" from the very beginning in our last lives.Frank had immediately claimed the reverse photosynthesis skill for himself.To increase everyone's survival chances, I had chosen the safehouse that had ample food and water, and also the skill that provided me with unlimited storage space. I had also teamed up with many people, sharing my resources with them.However, when we entered the second stage, Frank began convincing me to team up with him instead. As a result, I let my guard down around him and told him where my resources were located.Frank then sent screenshots of our conversation to the group chat and accused me of hoarding the resources for myself, urging my teammates to attack me. At the same time, he painted himself as a saint and offered to keep watch over the resources.In the end, Frank and my teammates locked me in the warehouse to die.Before Frank left, he s