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Apocalypse: Building And Hoarding My Way Through.

Scarlett Jerkins' dream was simple: wealth and the freedom to indulge. But when she let love in, she regretted it as her life was brutally cut short by her husband's family, ending a six-month coma but fate had other plans. Ding! {You've awakened the Echo System.} Scarlett's eyes flickered open to an unfamiliar world, guided by an enigmatic system that revealed her new reality: an apocalypse world where monsters born from history deceased roamed free. She discovered that she was among the chosen members chosen by the system destined to save humanity. But this newfound purpose felt like a curse. Having escaped death only to face it again was a cruel twist of fate. And to make matters worse, her life was now tied to Garvin Johnson, her former rude, spoilt brat boss, whom she must protect at all costs. As she navigates this treacherous realm, she must confronts twisted creatures born from history's deceased. With the three elements at her command, she must gather resources, slay monsters, and safeguard Garvin. Scarlett's drive for survival becomes a quest for redemption, fueled by her past traumas and newfound purpose. As stakes escalate, Scarlett and Garvin face impossible choices, forging alliances with other chosen members who were handsome men and confronting enemies in a desperate bid to ensure humanity's survival. Note: The novel also contains reverse harem.

BLUE_WAVY_ · Fantasie
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98 Chs

Tension Rise.

Scarlett's eyes widened as she took in the scene unfolding before her. The other survivors, who had been quietly eavesdropping, scrambled to their feet, their faces etched with fear and uncertainty.

"Damn it," Garvin muttered under his breath, frustration seeping into his voice.

Rose, clutching the baby who had been fed and fallen asleep again tightly in her arms, stepped forward, her voice trembling. "Is everything you said in there true?"

Garvin's expression turned serious, his gaze shifting to the crowd. "You heard all of it, didn't you?"

"Of course, we did. We're not deaf," replied an old man with snowy white hair, stepping forward, his eyes cold and accusing. He lifted a shaking finger and pointed it at Scarlett. "You… you're one of them. A monster."

Scarlett felt a sharp pang of dread as the group's fear turned into hostility, all of it directed toward her.