Even if he has no great ability, William was still a veteran of thousand spats, and the worst ones at that. Unfortunately for the eagle, he was quite well prepared. The moment William saw the eagle, he brought the gun out. It had no silencer. It won’t need any, for the world would dissolve into mayhem very soon. He shot straight into the eagle’s head at point blank. Yet, the bullets only caused minor dents on the eagles’ skin. At best, they cut off it’s feathers. Meanwhile, the eagle was not a soft target. It lunged at William, biting off his gun mid shot. The gun got crushed, like it’s made of rubber. However, William gathered all his power, and punched into the eagle’s head. It is a do or die method. It’s another skill he picked up as it was floating near him. [ Kong punch ] [ punch out with all your attack value, using mana. Limited by the lower, attack value (or) mana. Caution: Use only as last resort, for host will have neither mana, nor vitality after the move. ] No

William felt the seismic shift in the world at precisely 6:00 AM, but it wasn't a natural tremor. It was the synchronized, deliberate dissolution of the man-made world.He was sitting at his kitchen table in the relative safety of his Jersey City apartment, carefully arranging his new collection of cards:[ Green Thumb (Passive) ][ Food Card (F-Grade) x 4][ Car Key Card (D-Grade) x 1]. He was eating a granola bar—a final remnant of the pre-apocalypse world—and watching the sun try to peer through the new, toxic-looking canopy outside his window.The grinding sound that had woken him earlier now intensified into a low-frequency hum that vibrated through the foundation of the building. It felt like the planet itself was purring, satisfied with its new, wild growth, while simultaneously digesting human civilization.Then, the true shockwave hit.The system was processing the second great conversion. According to the future he remembered, this was the point where the world’s infrastru

The [Mountain Bike Card (C-Grade Utility/Mobility)] was immediately activated. The carbon frame materialized beneath William, light and perfectly suited for the dense, undulating terrain. He pushed off, trading the exposed risk of running for the focused speed of cycling. His journey to the Weehawken marinas across the river was a race against time and the creeping, oppressive growth of the apocalypse.The suburbs were a nightmare of overgrown utility poles and shattered asphalt, but the bike cut through the thorny undergrowth with surprising ease, its high-grade tires ignoring punctures that would have crippled anything less. As he rode, William focused his senses outward, hunting for the faint green shimmer of neglected skill drops.The area wasn't as quiet as he’d hoped. The closer he got to the wealthy marina districts, the more frantic the activity became. Unlike the market raiders, these scavengers were organized into small, nervous gangs, fighting over the few luxury cars that

William had secured the [ 🟆 Lightning Seed (S) ], but he was cornered. The Plague Rat horde was a seething, screaming mass, blocking his path to the pedestrian bridge and the relative safety of the outside world. He was too deep in the swarm’s territory, and his Mana reserves, though Infinite, were taxed maintaining his D-Grade Iron Skin passive against the sheer, relentless pressure of the D-Grade monsters.He was bleeding, exhausted, and running out of time before the Mana Sickness debuff could truly take hold.He didn't need to learn a new