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#SUPERPOWERS
#SLICEOFLIFE
#VILLAIN
#SURVIVAL
#APOCALYPSE
#ABANDONED
#FACESLAPPING
#FUTURE
#CRUSH
#COUNTERATTACK

I'm the Villainess in the Apocalypse

The anticipated engagement party turns into a broken engagement announcement and a notice of expulsion from the house. In one day, Anna lost everything. She accidentally activated a space and took the business’ supplies for revenge. But who would have thought that natural disasters will come? The world is changing and resources become scarce. So, the style of painting changed. When other people are scrambling to find something to eat, Anna was still cooking at home. When other people are fighting for food, Anna was lying on her bed while snacking her favorite chips. When other people are working hard to get some water, Anna was lying on her bathtub comfortably. The relatives came to the door for help. Anna only looked at them coldly and spat out, "Scram!" Her ex fiancé also came, asking for reconciliation and love. Her new man kicked him out of the door and slammed it shut. He then looked at Anna with a pitiful look. "Wife, do you not want me anymore? I'm easy to raise." Anna looked at the puppy like man and pulled him closer with a smile on her face. . . . It was only later she realized that the puppy is actually a big bad wolf... But the goods couldn’t be returned! … Notes: the cover is an AI image. I only edited it a bit.

SoraKeith · Ficção Científica
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602 Chs
#SUPERPOWERS
#SLICEOFLIFE
#VILLAIN
#SURVIVAL
#APOCALYPSE
#ABANDONED
#FACESLAPPING
#FUTURE
#CRUSH
#COUNTERATTACK

373. Banter

City A Base

"Dylan is still alive?" Brenda suddenly asked when she was reading the list of the casualties and others. There was a report that stated Dylan came out with Lucy and the others from the gate after the attack from the big mutated rats were over.

"Yes."

"That's impossible." Brenda frowned and then ran to her bed.

She was absolutely sure that the notes didn't write about Dylan having any ability that could help him avoid snipers and assassins during this period of time.

Lying on her bed, Brenda looked through the notepad she had.

She knew how important the things written inside was. It would have been impossible for her to remember everything, so she always carried them with her. After all, her ability is space and it was very convenient to put things inside.

Looking through the content, Brenda frowned.