“Claire! Pull me up!”Ambrose's fingers were wrapped tightly around the metal shaft of the boat as the waves battered his body. His lungs burned, his clothes were soaked, and every muscle in his body screamed for help.Claire's eyes were red, but she didn't move. “I’m sorry, Ambrose, but you're the least important person on this boat.” Her so-called family friend stood behind her. “We can't carry unnecessary weight anymore.”Ambrose stared at him in disbelief. “Unnecessary weight?”He had fought zombies for these people while risking his life searching for food and this boat. And now he was unnecessary?A while ago zombies had attacked the community they had been holding up in and he was able to find a boat for them to escape. But unfortunately, a storm had started, and he was about to throw some of the supplies overboard to lighten the boat when Liam kicked him out.“Claire!” Ambrose shouted. “Tell them to pull me up!” He slipped. “You're choosing him over me?”Claire shook her hea

A translucent blue screen appeared before his eyes.[Apocalypse Survival System Activated.][Congratulations, Host!][You have received an Iron Mystic Box.][Would you like to open it?]Ethan's eyebrows rose. “A mystery box?”He couldn't help laughing. “He now had loot boxes now? Was this just like the apocalypse novels I read?”The blue screen flickered and with a simple thought he clicked yes. [Yes.] Ethan's smile vanished. “...You can answer?”[Opening Iron Mystic Box.]Two brilliant lights shot out. [Congratulations!][Reward One: Spatial Pocket.][Storage Capacity: 300 square meters.][Reward Two: Item Duplication.]Ethan's eyes widened.“Oh my…” He stared at the two abilities floating before him.A storage space was already incredibly useful. But duplication? That was something else entirely. “This is impressive.”He looked around the room. An empty chicken-and-fries packet lay on the floor beside his bed.Ethan picked it up. He was very eager to try the skills out instantly.

Ethan and Claire sat opposite the clerk, and a stack of documents lay neatly between them.The clerk adjusted her glasses and began going through the divorce settlement.“After reviewing the financial records, we have determined that Mrs. Claire possesses several assets acquired during the marriage, including her business interests and associated properties.”Claire's jaw tightened.The clerk continued. Under the applicable marital property rules, Mr. Ethan would be entitled to a portion of those assets.”Claire's fingers curled into fists beneath the table. Ethan simply shook his head. “I don't want any of it.”The clerk glanced between them. “Are you certain?”“Yes. I said I don't want anything.”“Then this makes things very easy.” She pushed the documents towards him and handed him a pen. “Sign them”Claire stared at him. Claire looked at him. She had expected Ethan to fight for it or demand money as a settlement.Claire's expression hardened. “You'll regret this.”Ethan leaned ba

“For a project of that scale? Around three months.” The contractor said politely. This was a big-shot client so he sounded very respectful and calm.Ethan frowned. “I need it ready in three weeks.”“Three weeks?” The contractor was surprised. He had a lot of questions, but as long as the client had the money, he could do that.“That would require a massive workforce, multiple shifts, and expedited materials.”“I don't care.” Ethan sat down. “Tell me the price.”The contractor hesitated before giving him a figure. Ethan didn't even blink.“Send me the invoice. I'll send the payment today.”The contractor's voice immediately changed. His eyes sparkled, realizing he had hit a gold mine on this“Yes, sir.”“Start work tomorrow.” Ethan ended the call. Then he looked toward the dining room.“Now…”A smile appeared on his face. “Let's start with an expensive breakfast.”By evening, news of Ethan's purchase had spread throughout the city. A mysterious young man had appeared out of nowhere an

The courtroom doors opened, and Claire walked in with her family. She carried herself with absolute confidence.As far as she was concerned, the outcome had already been decided.Ethan had money and she was his former wife so she was entitled to half.Her face was full of excitement. If the court believed he had deliberately hidden his wealth, she expected to walk away with even more.Claire's lawyer was already waiting.He was a polished middle-aged man from one of the city's most respected firms, Berne & Sterling LLP, a law firm famous for handling high-profile corporate and family disputes.He stood as Claire approached but the moment his eyes moved past her, his expression changed.He saw the defendant Ethan and more importantly, he had seen the people sitting beside him. His legal team! The firm's senior partner leaned toward him and whispered.“That's them.”The lawyer frowned. “Who?” “Hayes Law firm!" His face stiffened. “They're representing him?”The senior partner nodded.