All Chapters of The Apocalypse Survival Manual: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

The executive lounge was a mess, with debris everywhere and dirty footprints tracked across the floor.Nicole glanced downstairs and saw a group rushing out of the office building. "Move! Don't let them get away!"Uh-oh. The tattooed men were heading straight for Crownview Residences.Nicole and Zeph exchanged a look and moved down after them. To avoid drawing attention, they didn't run. Instead, they cut through side paths toward the building.Zeph stayed calm. "Don't worry. Hughie's group can handle themselves. They've got guns, and the doors on the 17th floor are electrified. It won't be easy to break through."Nicole nodded. Six layers of doors gave them a solid defense. With all the contingency plans Zeph had mapped out, as long as Jeremy and the others didn't panic, they wouldn't fall that quickly.They took the shortcut and made it back fast. Seeing that there was no sign of chaos outside the building, Zeph pulled Nicole into a hidden spot.They had just settled in when

Trouble kept coming in waves. Even Beatrice was getting fed up. "Fine. Then we roll the dice and charge in."Nicole looked at the group. "If they've been out this long and haven't gone back, there might be another group coming. You guys stay and hold the 18th floor. Zeph and I will slip in and see if there's a chance to make a move."Beatrice frowned. "No. Just the two of you is too risky."Zeph spoke up. "Too many people, and we're more likely to get exposed."Nicole agreed. Hughie's group didn't have body armor. Beatrice could fight, but shooting wasn't her strength. Jeremy and Hughie weren't in the best shape. If they got caught, it would only make things worse.If it was just her and Zeph, they could still retreat into the storage space if things went bad.More people meant more variables. Her secret had already been exposed once. She couldn't risk that happening again.If she had a choice, she didn't want to ever point a weapon at them.Jeremy knew he was being left out. H

Seeing Zeph still standing there, Nicole grabbed a pair of men's swim trunks for him.They stepped into a spacious changing room. After confirming there were no cameras, she handed them over. "Wear these. I'll change inside."The heat was intense. Within seconds, she could feel sweat forming.Nicole slipped into her storage space, stripped off her heavy clothes, and awkwardly changed into the swimsuit.To avoid trouble, she toned down her fair complexion with makeup, adding a few off-looking moles and faint blemishes. By the time she was done, she wasn't striking enough to stand out, but not inviting enough for anyone to come up to her, either.After a bit of effort, she stepped out…and immediately froze.Her eyes landed on Zeph's torso. For a second, she forgot to blink. He had lean, defined muscles. Nothing exaggerated, just balanced and solid.Without thinking, her gaze dropped lower.Yeah… That checked out. He had a near perfect, athletic waist.Her sudden appearance mad

Nicole's brows knit tight.Seriously… What was wrong with this guy?She had been too far away during the execution to see Luke's face clearly in her past life, but the official report had laid it all out.He was a mixed-race drug trafficker who got his start up north, then smuggled product across the border and landed on the most-wanted list. It was enough to put him away for life, several times over. He had been on the run ever since.When the disasters hit, he cashed in on the chaos, built his own criminal network, and went all in. Arson, murder, looting, he did it all, acting like the authorities didn't even exist.Suddenly, Zeph squeezed her arm twice.Nicole caught the signal instantly and pulled a weapon from her storage space, passing it to him.The Drakebane Guild was way too confident, killing the lights like this, as though nothing could touch them.Fine. Then they would take the opening.There was no way to hide anything in swimwear, but that didn't matter when she

Nicole sat down and counted. There were a full 2,000 rounds. One thousand for the pistols, another thousand for the submachine guns.Zeph checked the weapons, then handed her one of the pistols. "This one has lower recoil. It'll suit you better.""M-Maybe I shouldn't take it. My storage space already swallowed so much of your stuff.""It's fine. I wasn't after that in the first place."Nicole blinked at him, stunned.Not just the pistol. He split everything evenly. One submachine gun each, and a thousand rounds per person. His generosity made her feel a little guilty, but she didn't let her guard down. Who knew if this was bait?"You're really giving this to me?""Yeah.""And you actually expect me to take it?"Zeph looked at her, a faint, helpless smile in his eyes. "Do you really trust me that little?""It's not you." Nicole quickly shook her head. "I grew up in an orphanage. I got picked on a lot and saw more backstabbing than I could count. After a while, you just…stop