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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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Horde at the gates

"This is just my feeling, but I believe those are worth between twenty and a hundred times more than a core from a normal zombie," Mathew informed after inspecting the crystal pebble for a short while.

"That much?" Daria asked, her eyebrows moving up her forehead. "Wait, no, killing those three was far harder than even killing three hundred normal zombies," she then added, quickly coming to terms with Mathew's assessment.

"It certainly would be," Mathew agreed with the girl's words, only to then give her a long look while a small smirk twitched on his lips. "But killing three hundred zombies is a chore, killing those three was an adventure," he said, finally allowing his smirk to fully appear.

"An adventure that could get us killed if not for all the leveling," Daria countered, rolling her eyes. "But I guess something like this makes sense in this clearly game-inspired system," she added while sending Mathew an eye.