Lost Future: Zombie Survival Novels & Stories

Rage points +200! [Congratulations to the host for receiving the rewards: 50 infinite rechargeable heating pad and max combat proficiency.] A warm current spread throughout my body, and I felt my muscles filled with strength. Great, the first night of the apocalypse was peaceful. However, I could not be careless because after the extreme cold came a more terrifying zombie outbreak. People who froze to death on the roadside would stand back up with twisted limbs, biting at anyone they saw. Uncle Adam's family was indeed lucky. They abandoned the car and fled back to their upscale neighborhood.

After a night of the cold front's purge, the survivor count had settled at 5,000,211. Another two million gone. The ones who'd made it through had clearly woken up to the game's brutality. [Buying Universal Fuel!] [Buying tires! Mine are almost shredded!] [That monster last night was terrifying. My door nearly got ripped off. I need to upgrade my sports car!] ... Ten minutes later, Jake closed the system. From the chatter, he'd gathered some useful intel. Killing zombies dropped upgrade blueprints, Universal Fuel, weapons, bread, water, razors, medicine...

The entire base sprang into action, with the search teams practically turning the new underground stronghold upside down. They searched every room and every crevice with a fine-toothed comb, from the commander's residence right down to the lowest maintenance tunnels, to no avail. As the days passed, Beckett's condition steadily worsened. He was beginning to show signs of organ failure. Without the deterrence of the serum-reliant survivors hunting them down, the zombies began to appear more frequently outside the base. Everyone's patience was slowly running out. Dad's temper also grew more volatile. He'd even executed several of the search team leaders who'd failed to find me.

In the end, we managed to surpass Frank's points by a hair's breadth and emerged victorious. However, both Riley and I died the moment we left the game due to our heavy injuries. Perhaps the system malfunctioned when it brought us back, but we were reborn with our memories of our past lives intact. The game then began anew. Riley and I immediately recognized each other when we were added to the group chat. Thus, we swore to each other that we would make the people who betrayed us in our past lives pay for the consequences of their actions. I intentionally chose the plastic apartment in the desert and the reverse photosynthesis skill. I also modified the name of the game, tricking everyone in

I didn’t want to talk about that aspect of my past, but my brain had fastened on another line of thought that I did want to discuss. Encouraging my friend to take a seat, I sipped on my tea as I looked down at the bubbles almost overflowing the tub in order to gather my thoughts. My mind had drifted further into the past, linking my errant thoughts until they led towards an epiphany, and I blurted it out without pausing to consider how it would come off, “Everyone from the fallout shelter I survived in is dead.” Jerking her head back, Katya laughed disbelievingly, “Well, damn. It’s no wonder you’re so depressed. Just lay it out for me, Zoe.”

It was different from their world where the day and night differs. "It would be hard for Steve and his family to roam about now. He dare not come out when it's sunny" "You also realize that we can't change when it's day, Alpha" "I know. It would be possible when we've found the lost blood" Elon smirked. His omega, Dean, stared at him with a confused expression. "Lost blood? Where are we going to find that?"

System, how can I look for the remaining souls of the Apocalyptic Legion? "Host, human souls are divided into a few parts, and this is the same for zombies. Currently, the souls of the zombies have been scattered throughout all parts of the world. Hence, you have to depend on your luck. "Additionally, they are not actually souls and are still zombies. However, they won't be able to recognize you anymore. So, you have to collect all the parts of their souls and fuse them up." The system made it clear that it was dependant on his luck.

Lydia screamed back. At that moment, a calm voice cut in. "We won't kill him." Hayley looked at the four people who had survived this far. "Step aside. We'll take him with us and make him get revenge for himself, and for everyone else." Lydia stared at Hayley, disbelief flooding her face. Five minutes later… A zombie outbreak erupted on Level Four of Ark One. A zombie appeared out of nowhere and broke into Level Four. Constant, who was in the Level Four control room, froze the moment he saw it.

The cards were useless now. I walked back into my bedroom. Sat on the edge of the bed. I needed to plan. I had thirty days. I needed to buy -perishable food, water purification tablets, medical supplies and a lot of fuel. I needed a place to hide. My current apartment was on the third floor, which was good for avoiding the initial panic on the streets but the doors were just cheap wood. A strong zombie or a desperate human could kick it down in seconds. "LUS " I called out into the room. "You mentioned a reward. Dimensional Storage. How does that work?"

I said. Lizzy shook her head in desperation to tell me that she's no longer immortal, like how I first knew her. She further explained that the Crimson Moon Pack's virus around their mansion got into her system, leading her capabilities to deteriorate. She was safer back at their dormitories, but now that she got stuck in the pack house for too long, she got exposed to the virus. That just means that Lizzy has a huge risk of losing her life here. I can't start to imagine how great her fear was at this moment, thinking about how she used to be immortal and now that she can no longer revive herself whenever she wants.