Novel & Cerita Apocalyptic Wasteland My Romance System Built Me A Harem

What he saw made his expression darken. An elderly man who had previously needed a walking stick had turned into a zombie. He was chasing his housekeeper, who was desperately trying to escape, and soon caught up with her, sinking his teeth into her. Nearby, several other people were already fighting for their lives. The apocalypse had truly begun. Breakfast was simple: eggs on toast and milk. After eating, Liam settled onto the sofa and scrolled through his phone while speaking almost absentmindedly.

No gold. In the center of the room, on a pedestal of black stone, sat a crystal the size of a fist. Clear as water. Veined with threads of deep sapphire light that moved slowly, like blood under skin. The air around it hummed. Sera felt it in her teeth. [Item Detected: ORIGIN CRYSTAL] [Class: Unique — Function: System Evolution Core] [Absorbing it will advance Spatial Storage to Level 3 and unlock a second ability]

"I'm not selling. I'd like to buy your supply list." "My what?" "Whatever you're out of. Bandages. Antibiotics. Whatever the pharmacy won't extend you credit for." Mara set an envelope on the desk. "No strings. I only want to know what you need." Dr. Amara Reyes stared at it. Then she laughed, once, a short, disbelieving sound. "Lady, I need a miracle and a second pair of hands. Do you have those?" "I have one of the two," said Mara. In her first life, Amara Reyes had died in the third month of the apocalypse, shielding a row of children from a collapsing wall. Mara had never met her.

I rejected the manuscript because the female lead was a pathetic martyr who died for her cheating boyfriend and evil twin. Hours later, I woke up in her body. I immediately dumped the boyfriend and abandoned the toxic family. But the invisible story system hated my choice. [Plot deviation detected. Apocalypse accelerated by 72 hours.] Now, the world is ending early, and the System wants me dead. My only hope? Teaming up with the disgraced, paranoid doomsday scientist everyone called crazy. The author wrote a tragedy. I am rewriting it into a survival guide.

She died on a pharmacy floor while her husband walked out with her supplies and her stepsister on his arm. Now Ione Calloway wakes up fourteen days before the dead rise, with a second chance, a forty-three million dollar secret, and a gift that lets her see who is already infected. Her ex wants her back. The people who betrayed her want her fortune. And the world is two weeks from ending. This time, she is not the one left behind.

The rewards for completing the first main quest were generous, and Fana felt that none of them were useless. Today, Fana had already seen how powerful the Ember and Clove Botanical Purge was. As long as she had this thing, she would not have to fear the next Kryll swarm attack. As for the attribute points, this time she split them directly into two portions. Five points went into agility, and the other five went into Arcane Will. Living in this world that coexisted with the Kryll, survival was the top priority.

Veldana I closed the land files on my desk and leaned back in my chair. Blackwood Ridge was mine now, and the Terrain Transmutation Core was already in my system. My head was still spinning a bit from the last mission. I had barely slept, and my coffee had gone cold hours ago. I waited for the next mission to drop in my lap but it never came. Instead, a clean blue screen opened across the room and split into three panels. The labels glowed against the dark glass: Spatial Storage, Apocalypse Exchange Store, and Construction and Upgrade System.

The glowing core vanishes instantly from my palm, popping straight into a dedicated slot on my blue inventory screen labeled: [ITEMS: GRADE-F ZOMBIE NUCLEUS (1)]. I stand frozen in the middle of the quiet room, my eyes widening into giant saucers as the grand realization hits my brain like a runaway freight train. "I can bring stuff back..." I whisper, my voice echoing off the bare walls. "I can go to the future, loot advanced weapons, grab super-medicines, collect zombie cores, load up on food, and bring everything straight back into 2026 before the outbreak even starts!" My jaw snaps shut, and a slow, dangerously wicked smile spreads across my face. "I’m not just going to survive the end o

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos