Three Ways To Survive The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out at the apartment building in the distance. Flames were shooting into the sky, and faint screams carried through the air. Linda and Tyler had hidden from the zombies by climbing into a dumpster downstairs. They were curled up in the reeking trash, shivering as they fought over half a moldy bread roll someone had thrown away. Meanwhile, I took a sip of hot soup, warmth spreading through my whole body. This was what apocalypse life was supposed to feel like. Over the next three days, I followed Duke’s guidance and swept up supplies from nearly half the city.

I lifted my head to see what happened to Apocalypse. To my surprise was there a big hole in the ceiling and lots of debris and rubble mixed with wooden beams. I got up and walked over to what was over of the ceiling. I heard some groans coming from under the debris. Apocalypse was barely alive and stuck under big stone pieces and wooden beams. “You have to do better and more than this to stop me, you pathetic woman.” She coughed and spitted a clot of blood.

At night, I could hear men wailing, women screaming, and children crying without end. As expected, the most terrifying thing in the apocalypse was still humanity. Weeks passed, and most people had completely run out of supplies. A group of people banded together to head out in search of food and supplies. However, they got into a bloody fight over a bottle of water. Meanwhile, another group of people gave in to their darker impulses and began robbing other households and killing people for supplies.

What supplies could I possibly get for a meteor apocalypse That when it hit me. Shelter first "I'd need some earth bags for roof, titanium sheet and thick plywood and timber beams for ceiling support. I'd also need some stuff for cinder blocks for a building", he nodded and immediately worte down the stuff I ordered It was a meteor apocalypse, shelter was everything. I had to build a place I would need to survive. Underground was the only option "Is there anything else Luna" "Yes actually. I'd also need crash helmet, safety helmet, leather gloves, steal shoe boots, fire extinguishers and probably a Geiger counter"

He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.” “W-what do you mean?” his nervousness started to cripple his body. He sighed in frustration, "It seems that I have no choice but to tell you," he walked towards him, "Chaos and destruction are on their way to hunt you so you need to prepare for what's coming. Always remember that you are the key." Shawn shakes his head in disagreement, "I don't understand what you're talking about. You must be mistaken." The man smiled again at him, “You’ll know soon enough, but it’s time for me to go so I’ll see you a

Going head-to-head with him would only end up with both parties wounded, and this might affect my survival rate during the apocalypse. The most important thing to do right now was to use the last of my time to hoard enough water and provisions to get through the heat apocalypse. The only problem I had was finding a hiding place for them. If I headed back to my hometown now, I might die on the way. I thought about this for a while and suddenly had an idea.

​The air felt thick and smelled like sulfur and hot iron—the exact signs that came before the sky broke in her past life. ​She found the entrance to an underground warehouse hidden behind a concrete wall. It took thirty minutes of hard, painful work to force the rusted lock open with a crowbar. Her hands were covered in blisters, but she didn't stop. With a loud screech, the metal door gave way. ​Vivian turned on her flashlight. The beam hit rows of heavy crates sealed in thick plastic. She sliced one open with her knife. ​Inside were tons of survival food, water filters, solar radios, and boxes of ammo. A real bunker. Deep underground, completely safe from floods.

~Yeah, it’s a bit depressing but I’ve only been focused on surviving. “Wait, then what about the bath?” ~Hygiene.~ “Salts?” ~Drying food.~ “Umm… the beds!” ~To prevent body sores.~ “The elevator??” ~Shortens time.~ “So everything you’ve made was for the purpose of survival?” David nods. ~I prioritized survival and everything else was secondary.~ “Oh, goddess… you’ve had a miserable time!” David scrunches his face. ~I already told you this.~

Three months flew by and Zhi Yin is now in Y City. This past three months, Zhi Yin already gathered a lot of materials but he knew that it is not still enough, that's why he still flew to different cities to buy more as he know that only 40% of the population of Edrinon are the only one who turns into zombies while the 60% survives and arrives at the safe bases across the country and. But because of the shortage of food and other materials, in just a span of two years after the apocalypse began, 20% of the Edrinon Citizens who survive for these two year, died because of hunger and because of some common sickness that can be healed if there's only enough medicine.

Without super fast space storage she would be disadvantaged no matter where she is. In apocalypse situations are ever changing. Even the places you thought to be most safe could get attacked at a moment's notice, and the places you thought would be extremely dangerous might be surprisingly safe. While she stored away space, Rufeng seemed to have figured out his power. He lifted the middle ceiling frame of each room, turned it diagonal, and let it fall into the rooms. This way, if there’s a survivor in the room, they would be alerted, and if they were smart enough they would climb up through the ceiling frame.