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“That sounds ominous.” He placed the medical purchase records on her desk. She recognised the documents immediately. “Hypothermia treatment. Dehydration supplies. Emergency medical equipment. You have been asking about these things for months.” Victoria’s stomach tightened. She didn’t know Vivian made enquiries about hypothermia before the rebirth. She had already wondered whether Vivian’s preparations were entirely connected to the apocalypse. Now she had another reason to question what the original Vivian knew and when she knew it. But Adrian was watching her. She could not afford to react too strongly.

"They have enough air to survive two weeks if they sit still and don't waste energy screaming. Whether they choose to strangle each other over the last jug of water is entirely up to them." 【A logical tactical decision. Conserving power allocation on secondary targets optimizes our main energy reserve for Site Beta.】 I walked away from the command hub toward the subterranean armory on Level Three. The immediate threat of my betrayers was contained, but the apocalypse was far larger than three parasites in a gilded box. In my previous life, the true nightmare hadn't just been the extreme heat and ash—it had been the collapse of human order. Within forty-eight hours, rogue armed factions, desp

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

Worried Jack might take it seriously, Liam quickly pushed him away: "Just kidding! I only wanted to touch you for a quick energy boost. My batteries are full now, so I'm going back to my workout. Thanks, Jack~" He'd had his fun, and now he had his energy back. "..." Jack stared at him gloomily for a moment, then suddenly smiled. How could such a little brat be so annoying and still so lovable? ...... About half a month later, people slowly began to get used to the extreme cold. Their survival instincts kicked in, and their bodies adjusted bit by bit to the harsh weather the apocalypse had brought. After the adjustment period, the frozen world began to show signs of life again. New survivors

September, second year into the apocalypse. Under the Haylight League banner, Liam's teams spread out across the region, helping small bases fight back against the outward-surging zombie tide. Under the Haylight League banner, Milo led 300 elites to help Tomorrow Base break out. The Haylight League's core force continued its counteroffensive in Aecraton. In November, a cold wave hit. Hayley secured another central district. The small bases across Brookville and Crestford held firm through freezing winds and heavy snow. In February of the following year, the cold wave continued.

A pause later, I said, "There wasn't supposed to be a seventh slot, but I called in a lot of favors with the top guys, and they reluctantly gave me one. Ah, that reminds me. One of you is not going to come with us, obviously." My teammates would've roared with laughter, but they stayed as composed as their bodies and minds allowed them to. Against fully armed soldiers, Yvonne would never try to start anything funny. Trembling, she looked at her precious childhood friend. "Yves, I—" Yves didn't even wait for her to finish. He was already approaching the soldier, his face filled with an unctuous smile. "Take me. I was a famous musician before the zombie apocalypse. I'm a lot more useful than t

Joshua explained, "You've been trapped there for far too long, and it's taken too much from you. You need to rest. Here's my ration. You need to eat something. I have to go now. The team's waiting for me, but I'll be back." Joshua went away in a hurry. I looked at the plate. Hardtacks, water, and a couple of dried dates. The apocalypse’s freezing weather was hard to endure—even for metahumans. This was the best the team could manage, given the food shortage. The food was cold, but my heart was warm. 'Maybe he still cares about me,' I thought. 'But what's going on with him and Irene? Is Joshua cheating on me?' I was going to tear the hardtack's wrappings open when someone outside complained,

This collection was going to be a piece of cake, just as the rest of our stay in this post-apocalyptic world had been. Justine paved the charge to the front door, and Diana and Ricky separated to join Dr. Melendez in the control room to watch the gathering. We ended up waiting for Dr. Melendez to unlock the gate, and I almost shuddered. There was a new layer of accumulated snow on the ground, crunching beneath my shoes, and I drew my coat tightly about myself, struggling to remain warm. I only prayed my mittens wouldn't get in the way of my capability to squeeze the trigger on my handgun, but I couldn't take them off and jeopardize my fingers becoming desensitized and uncooperative.

After the apocalypse, I hadn't changed a bit—I was a total brat. In the story, right before we reached the government's underground bunker, Hudson abandoned me. Without laws, the monsters roaming the wasteland were far more terrifying than the heat. I fell into the hands of raiders and met a miserable end. The sudden download of information made my head spin. As Hudson reached out to hand me the ice, I instinctively swatted his hand away. "Don't! I... I don't want it anymore." Silence fell over the RV. Maybe he was so used to my dramatic mood swings that nothing surprised him anymore. He looked at his reddened hand and shook his head in resignation.

I snapped in anger but he ignored me, his tone calm as he kept speaking. “If you come with us, we’ll keep you safe and survive the apocalypse together.” He continued and I gasped in horror. “We are skilled military officials, we will protect you and in return, we’ll bring them back to life. The experiment is one hundred percent foolproof. No one has to die in the apocalypse anymore.” No… This couldn’t be happening right now. “I’ll go with you, as long as you bring Gwen back to life and protect us.” Fred said immediately as he stepped forward and when other survivors followed, my heart sank.