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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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Why didn't they attack?

"I'm ready!" Nadia reported from the head of the formation.

"Same here!" Leila followed suit, reporting from the second line located right at the exit of the entryway.

"So am I," Daria joined the roll call, waving her hand at Mathew from behind Leila's back.

With one member down from their initial setup, Mathew could no longer deploy his group in the same, favorable formation. Yet, the benefits of doing so anyway were simply too great to pass on.

As such, rather than remodeling the entire thing to make the best use of everyone at once, Mathew opted to abandon the hopes of keeping the insides of the building perfectly safe.

With only Leila responsible for clearing out the zombies Mathew and Nadia would let through, she could easily get overwhelmed. And then, it would be all on Daria's shoulders to keep everyone safe by slaughtering all the zombies that would pass through the group.