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I will survive this Zombie apocalypse!

A man named Garret wakes up to find himself in the back of your basic general goods store. He gets out after dealing with vertigo and a hangover from his drinking party. He had just come back from the front lines of a skirmish with the Terrorist group known as La Muerte de Diablo. His mind was hazy as he couldn't remember why he was there in the store or how he got there. A quick look to his phone revealed it has been 3 days since his last clear memory of the party and he was wondering where everyone was. Signal was gone and no sounds came from the store front despite it being a saturday afternoon. One step outside revealed, "Shit, it's the zombie apocalypse. And why can I see a virtual screen store from games in front of me?" Join Garret as he navigates this new world and what the heck it means to have basic stats and an infinite online store to help him survive. This is a story where it has, No level ups, no skill system, what you know is what you can do, and the store only has so many things you can grab with your points per day. Talk about a stressful survival game come to life. Now this is R18 for blood, violence, gore, sex, a slight harem (gotta repopulate that earth), and all kinds of cool fight scenes from mutant zombies to other skilled survivors who are out for blood. Come take a look!

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Chapter 41 - (Arc 2) Breaking limits

Garrett and Shiva woke up refreshed and satisfied. They kissed each other deeply and got ready for the day. It was just them as Shiva had asked the others for a night alone with Garrett. And Bulma more than accommodated her due to her new drive to perfect the current bots they can build. And Betty agreed due to her wanting to hear his answer to her courting signals before trying to join him in his bed to sleep beside him.

They got dressed but not without eyeing the others body as clothing began to cover it.

They got suited up in their military fatigues and got their basic pistols in their holsters before exiting the room to go to the morning meeting room.

They held hands as they walked down the hallways. A few other survivors and defenders eyed them and gave them smiles at seeing their leader finally get someone special.