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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 **********

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Spot that couldn't be any less

Mathew took his sweet time walking around the perimeter of Peter's base.

'Now that I have his approval, there is no need for us to rush into picking the place for the last merchant,' he thought, passing by the empty buffer zone of the residential building to the north of the area.

This was the spot that bore the marks of the activity that initially made Mathew quite against any sort of relationship with Peter. This was the place where the man-made zombies resided, acting as a warning to all the free-roaming zombies nearby.

'Now that I think about it, I wonder how he figured it out,' Mathew thought, taking a short stop by one of the rooms.

The only reason why he picked this room, in particular, was the slight damage to its doors that allowed the young man to peer inside.

And just as expected, there was a bunch of three zombies, all consisting of nothing more but their heads and torso.