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Apocalypse Buyback System

In a world teetering on the brink of an unfathomable apocalypse, Luke Teller finds himself inexplicably thrown back in time, given a second chance to avert the catastrophic end that awaits humanity. With only memories of the horrors that are to come and the mysterious Apocalypse Buyback System at his disposal, Luke embarks on a desperate quest to rewrite fate. Set against the backdrop of the Equia continent, Luke's journey is one of resilience and determination, as he leverages his newfound wealth and knowledge to secure a sanctuary in the mystical jungles of Jungoria. Amidst the towering trees, he constructs a haven, a bastion of hope not just for himself but for the one person he vows to protect at all costs—his young sister Emelia. As Luke navigates the complexities of preparing for a future only he knows is inevitable, his bond with Emelia deepens, a beacon of light in the growing darkness. But as the countdown to the apocalypse accelerates, the silence of the early mornings he once cherished becomes a harbinger of the chaos that breaks earlier than expected. With time running out and the very fabric of society beginning to unravel, Luke's preparations are put to the ultimate test. Can he shield Emelia from the brutal reality of a world on the edge of destruction? And as the lines between past and future blur, will the secrets he harbors and the choices he makes be enough to alter the course of destiny? This gripping tale of survival, sacrifice, and the unbreakable bonds of family invites readers into a world where the end is just the beginning. Will Luke and Emelia find salvation in the sanctuary of Jungoria, or will the shadows of the past prove too formidable to escape? The answer lies within the pages, where every chapter is a countdown to the unknown, and every moment is a fight for tomorrow.

BS_Entertainment · 奇幻
分數不夠
179 Chs

Nocturnyx

Guided by the soulful cadence of tribal drums and the melodic weave of chants that seemed to echo the very pulse of Jungoria, we made our way to the heart of the tribe, where the Chief's dwelling stood.

The path to his hut was a journey not just through the physical landscape of the tribe's settlement but also through the rich tapestry of their culture and communion with the land.

As we approached the entrance of the Chief's hut, I couldn't help but marvel at its construction.

The dwelling was a masterful blend of art and utility, its structure so harmoniously entwined with the natural surroundings that it seemed to have grown organically from the earth itself.

The walls, woven from the resilient fibres of jungle plants, stood sturdy yet inviting, while the roof, thatched with the broad leaves of ancient trees, whispered tales of countless rains it had weathered.