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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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Let's erect a fortress

"Well, that certainly wasn't what I expected to happen," Daniel muttered under his nose as he stared into the hole his colleague jumped into. He then tilted his head and looked at Mathew. "Would you mind elaborating further on the situation?"

Daniel didn't need to put pressure on the young man. A slight smile and raised eyebrow were enough of a hint for Mathew to catch on.

"The story is simple," the young man said as he shook his shoulder. "You know that my system allows me to take wives to strengthen them," Mathew said.

'I know it might not be wise to keep reminding him of that fact,' Mathew thought and bit his lips to the point his teeth cut them open. 'Still, humans are pack animals,' Mathew forced this truth to sink in.

He took a deep breath before slowly letting it go. He then raised his eyes to the policeman.

'We can't survive in this world without allies.'