All Chapters of My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

"Does anyone know where Doug is?" Ray asked."I do!""I know!""I know too!"All five students raised their hands at once, eyes gleaming with anticipation as they stared at him.Ray casually pointed. "You—tell me."It was a girl, but she was not particularly pretty. She cleared her throat. "Doug came by not long ago… he was asking about someone's whereabouts.""Who?" Ray asked."Professor Campbell from the Literature Department," she replied.Ray blinked. "Why would he be looking for a professor?"The girl hesitated, uncertain. A boy sitting next to her quickly raised his hand to speak.Ray nodded. "Go ahead.""I guess Doug has his eye on Professor Campbell," the boy said. "She's extremely beautiful, a dream for every student and faculty member in the Literature Department.""Not just the Literature Department! Our class isn't even in the department, but we still have Marxism-Leninism classes—taught by Professor Campbell. There's not a single guy who isn't completely smitt

Ray frowned. Professor Morty was calling her "Heather," not "Professor Campbell." Could he be Heather's fiancé?If so, this fiancé was utterly pathetic. He could clearly guess what Doug intended to do, yet he still screamed for Heather to come out. That was nothing but pure selfishness.Ray couldn't help thinking, 'Heather, you chose the wrong man for yourself.'"Heather, hurry up and come out!" Professor Morty shrieked over and over. "It hurts—so much!"Doug had already begun slicing into Professor Morty's palm with the ice blade."Stop!" A thunderous shout rang out. The inner door opened, and a tall, slender woman stepped out. She was wrapped in thick fabric. On closer inspection, it wasn't winter clothing at all, but curtains—crudely cut and stitched together, patchwork-like, resembling a beggar's robe cobbled from scraps.Even so, it couldn't conceal her beauty and allure. She was stunning.Ray looked at her as the vague silhouette in his memory gradually sharpened, then o

Doug fixed his gaze on Ray. "Perfect. I was just wondering where to find you… and you deliver yourself right to me."Ray had a vehicle that could still run normally, and he'd taken away two top‑tier beauties. All Doug had to do was kill Ray, and all of that would become his.Of course, he'd first have to force Ray to reveal where he'd taken those two women.As for the car? It had to be parked outside."You can fire bullets out of thin air. Is that your ability?" Doug asked with interest. "Is that how Brandon died? That idiot only knew how to throw things. It isn't strange that you killed him with your bullets."But I'm different. I can control ice and snow. I can attack or defend at will. So in the end, there's only one outcome—me killing you."Ray laughed. "Let's put that theory to the test."Hundreds of bullets poured out in an instant.Doug stood behind an ice wall, wearing an arrogant smile. "I told you. My defense is—Damn it!"With a thunderous crash, the ice wall shatt

"You know now that ability users exist in this world," Ray said calmly. "Doug was one. So am I. You can probably guess what my ability is. And I can tell you this—I control a huge amount of supplies. A lot. Enough for you to eat meat and fish every day for several lifetimes."I also have a villa. There's electricity, heating, and hot showers. If you follow me, you get all of that. The choice is yours."After speaking, Ray put away the food and drinks, storing them back in his otherworldly storage space.The fire of desire inside him was burning hotter and hotter. There was no way he could wait for Heather to finish eating.If she agreed, they would start immediately.If she refused? Then he'd silence her.He had saved her life. Taking it would be perfectly reasonable, right?As for his desire? He could always find someone else. A few packs of instant noodles would be enough to settle that.Heather hesitated for a while. Then she glanced again at John's corpse and finally nodded

Jess sashayed over, swaying her sexy hips with practiced allure, and laughed sweetly. "Ray really has good taste. Professor Campbell is a famous beauty at our school. She was the campus belle back when she was a student, and after becoming a professor? Countless students fantasize about her. Every night, they're all dreaming of her."That oh-so-innocent act of hers—sharp as a needle the moment she opened her mouth. It sounded like praise, even envy, yet every word stabbed right where it hurt.Heather's face went pale. Yes. As a professor, she was actually competing with her students for a man. How could she even do something like this?But refuse Ray's "protection" and walk out on her own? She'd freeze to death in minutes.Ray didn't stop Jess. He didn't need his household to be perfectly harmonious—let alone stagnant like dead water. With someone like Jess stirring things up, poking this one today and needling that one tomorrow, the atmosphere would at least stay lively.And wh