DOOMSDAY SYSTEM: REBORN TO BECOME A BOSS

Appearance of a dungeon in City C.

The door of the sports car was open; Lucas peered inside and saw that the key was actually in the ignition.

What luck!

He checked the fuel tank, and his excitement died.

No fuel.

Who goes around driving a sports car with no fuel? Lucas grumbled in his head, but he didn't give up.

He searched the cars around and was able to find a hose and a gallon.

He skillfully drained fuel from the surrounding vehicles and filled the red sports cars.

Lucas opened the back seat and tossed in the gallon of remaining fuel.

It might come in handy later.

He entered the driver's seat and turned the car on.

The engine vibrates under his hand, and the car springs to life with a low growl.

Lucas trembled with excitement.

Firstly, he gingerly turned up the car heating until the inside became comfortably warm.

The chill in his limbs slowly melted away.

That's better.

Lucas shifted the gear into drive and slammed down on the accelerator.

The red car shot forward like an arrow and raced down the expressway.

If this was before the apocalypse, Lucas would have been flagged down for going past the speed limits.

Then he would be sent to the police station because he also didn't have a driver's license.

Driving was one of the many skills he picked up in his past life while trying to survive the apocalypse.

He had to slow down as he neared City C.

The cars lying on the road started to increase in numbers, and he could sense a blockage up ahead.

Lucas glanced outside the window to the side.

A white minivan stood at one corner of the road.

He could see a black figure sitting behind the wheel, slumped over the steering. Unmoving.

Dead.

Lucas frowned.

Did a dungeon appear nearby?

The further he drove, the more corpses he saw.

The skin was an ashy purple color, and the corpse was flat, looking similar to a deflated camping bag.

It was as if all the bodily build inside had been sucked out by something.

Less than five minutes later, Lucas had to abandon the car.

"It's such a shame to let you go." He stroked the hood of the car before turning away.

The sun was up, yet it did nothing to ease the coldness that hung on the air.

Lucas immediately missed the warmth of the sport car.

The cars were jammed, and there was barely any space to get through.

Lucas calculated it.

If he walked fast, he would be able to reach City C in ten to fifteen minutes.

Then he felt a sudden warmth attach itself to his ankle.

The soft slippery feeling was light and almost nonexistent, but Lucas was able to grab it distinctly.

His expression changed visibly.

Lucas grabbed the knife in his pocket. In one swift move, he turned around, flipped the knife, and cut off the appendage attached to his legs.

A zzzziiziiii...

A thick black liquid spouted out. One part of the green vine fell next to his feet while the other part writhed painfully.

What is this?

Han Si-woo's face turned cold as several vines shot towards him.

A dungeon monster?

No.

More like an infected plant.

Did the infection spread this fast in his past life? Lucas wasn't sure.

He was forced to put the thoughts aside as a thick vein lashed towards his head.

WHIP!

Lucas stepped back and slashed at it.

More veins twisted out of the ground, string, dust, and stone. They drilled towards him.

Dozens of tendrils shot forward at the same time.

Cut down one, and another would immediately replace it.

Lucas narrowed his eyes and suddenly sprinted forward.

He spun back and forth between the weaving tendrils.

The veins surged forward and twisted into a knot.

It was trying to restrain him!

Lucas increased his speed and slipped through in the nick of time.

Right there.

Countless bodies lay by the root of a small pink flower; greenish brown tendrils extended from the seemingly harmless plant, penetrating their mouths and going deep into their stomachs.

The plant used the human corpses for nutrition.

It was nothing he hadn't seen before.

Almost ninety percent of the dungeon monsters feed on humans.

Lucas moved swiftly. He raised his knife and stabbed right into the head of the pink flower.

The blade sank in without any resistance, and a spurt of thick black liquid splashed across his face.

Lucas instinctively closed his eyes.

Fortunately, he was wearing a nose mask, so most of his face was protected.

He withdrew the knife and then went on to stab it again and again. Expressionless.

Stab...stab...stab...until even the faintest resistance of the vines died out. It slumped on the ground lifelessly.

Lucas straightened his waist and then took off his nose mask.

His lips curved up slightly in disgust as he used the mask to wipe his life clean.

He then tossed the fabric away and returned the knife to his pocket.

He looked through his backpack, brought out a bottle of water, and washed his face.

Lucas brought out a new mask from his bag and changed into it.

He didn't remain at the scene for a second longer and

Lucas ran into two more of the infected vine plants, which delayed his journey considerably.

When he arrived at City C, it was already past two.

Unlike City E where he was coming from, there were more people wandering in the streets in City C.

Lucas saw a woman dragging her daughter away in a hurry.

There were also people lurking in shadowy corners just watching.

Dressed in all black, face covered, and wielding a knife, most people Lucas came in contact with chose to stay far away from him.

Lucas very much appreciated it.

Now that he was in City C, he encountered a problem he hadn't thought of before.

He didn't know where he was going.

Lucas knew the person he wanted to find was to the north of City C, but he couldn't remember the exact location.

At the start of the apocalypse, many buildings collapsed, and the land topography changed considerably.

Maps were useless at this point.

He would have to comb through slowly.

Lucas picked a random shop to rest.

Setting his bag aside, he secured the door and windows, making sure that no one could get in.

He hadn't eaten anything since the night before and felt a bit hungry. Lucas chewed a pack of dry biscuits and then pushed them down with a bottle of water.

That was good enough for breakfast.

The shop he was in was a tech store. There were several phones and PCs on display.

Most of the devices were crushed beyond repair. Broken pieces of glass screen littered the ground.

It was as if a fight took place here earlier.

The shop shared a wall with the building next door.

Lucas could hear faint movement as well as some disorganized words.

"Fire...from his hand...they were trying to bite us...black skin."

Lucas stood up, walked over, and pressed his ear to the wall.

Although muffled, he could hear more clearly now.

"I am telling you. The dead people suddenly stood up and were trying to attack us. Sarah was injured, and Parker was far from the rest of us." There was a slight pause. The speaker exhaled deeply. "We thought they were going to die for sure; then Ja Young raised his hands, and fire shot from them. The people caught on fire!"

There was the sound of heavy breath, which carried a heavy sense of panic.

"So where are parker and Sarah now?" Lucas heard a second person speak.