DOOMSDAY SYSTEM: REBORN TO BECOME A BOSS

Back to day one of the apocalypse.

Lucas slowly forced his eyes open.

A clean white ceiling entered his vision, which was weird.

Where was he? Heaven?

The surface under him was vibrating, which was the source of discomfort that had forced him awake.

To Lucas's surprise, he was lying on a bed.

When was the last time he had the luxury of lying on a bed with a roof over his head?

Lucas was confused.

Didn't he die?

His gaze hesitantly browsed across the room; he was there.

Two bunk beds with small study desks buried between them.

A basket of unwashed laundry stood next to a door that seemed to lead to a bathroom.

This was—

This was his dorm room back when he was in uni for sure.

A mix of doubt and disbelief crossed Lucas's face.

He jumped off the bed, bypassed his reading desk, and rushed to the window.

A hot breeze blew against his face the moment he drew the curtains open. His eyes snapped close instinctively.

Two seconds later he opened them again and was met with a scene that can only be described as hell.

It was just that this was his second time experiencing this same moment.

"Oh...so I came back." Lucas muttered to himself.

The ground under him shook violently as if it would give out any second soon, but he knew it wouldn't.

The day Earth fell was still vivid in his memory.

The prestigious and beautiful school environment that had earned a lot of praise for being the best in Seoul lay in ruins.

Buildings sank into the ground, and roads cracked open from within.

Cries of anguish and sorrow came from every direction.

There was no time to waste.

Lucas grabbed a school bag that was on top of the messy bed next to him.

Without caring who the owner was, he emptied everything inside.

Books, pens, and snacks fell on the ground.

Lucas looked at the packs of Chitos, bent down, and put them back into the bag expressionlessly.

It would come in handy later.

He walks to his closet and starts to shove things into the bag.

Clothes, soap, a toothbrush, and all the daily necessities he would need.

And the most important thing. Food.

Lucas walked to the small shared kitchen.

He opened the upper head cupboards, which were stuffed full.

Instant noodles, mini bags of rice, pasta, myeolxhi, ojingwochao, dried pollock, ham, miyeok, dried r****h strips, dried fernbrake, shiitake mushrooms, red beans, mung beans, potato chips, rice crackers... You could name them.

Drool ran down the side of Lucas's mouth.

He was from a rich family, and his dorm mates were equally well-off, so they never lacked food.

Then he thought of how he wandered through the apocalypse like a beggar unable to get even enough food to fill half his stomach.

It felt like it was just the day before that he lay on cold dirt, bleeding out from a stab injury to the chest.

Lucas almost wanted to ignore the situation and make a bowl of ramen for himself right there and then.

Fortunately, he was able to hold himself back with the shard of reasoning he had left.

It was okay. He would live better in this life.

Lucas was reluctant, but he knew carrying too many things would slow him down.

He needed to pack light.

The last thing was his phone.

Lucas walked back to his bed. He sleeps on the top bunk. Under him was Su Feng.

His half-Chinese, half-Korean roommate and opposites were Ryan and Teddy.

He wasn't sure if any of his friends were still alive by now, nor was he planning on looking for them.

Call it selfish, but Lucas could barely take care of himself.

He had no time to care for others.

When he turned on his phone, a face that was both familiar and, at the same time, unfamiliar entered his vision.

Charlotte.

The name left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Charlotte was Lucas's fiancee. The same fiancee who would unfortunately betray him in the future.

Lucas put the wandering thoughts aside and checked his phone.

Unsurprisingly, there was no network.

Although phones weren't useful at the beginning of the apocalypse, in the second year internet connection was restored, and they became even more valued.

Lucas hung his backpack on his shoulder and took one last long look at the dorm room.

This was day one of the apocalypse.

He was back.

Lucas' room was on the second floor. He didn't take the stairs; instead, he grabbed a chair and smashed the only window in the room open.

The noise was easily ignored in the midst of the hellish cries and wrathful roars.

Lucas carefully stepped over the frame; his hands felt upwards and then gripped an overhead pipe.

He then skillfully washed himself on the narrow concrete ledge running alongside the building.

Securing a tight grip, he started to move.

Under him was hard concrete; he needed somewhere he could get a soft landing.

The distance from the ground was high and was enough to make someone dizzy, yet Lucas jumped down with an impassive expression.

His legs landed firmly on the ground.

His destination was the female dorm building.

When Lucas arrived, he didn't enter. He just stood outside the building and looked up.

In the frenzy, one could hear the sharp whoosh of a helicopter's blades swirling in the air.

A logo of a horse wearing a gold crown was visibly printed on the body of the helicopter.

It was the Harrington family's logo.

From where he stood he saw two girls surrounded by body guards in black being escorted into the helicopter.

As if sensing his gaze, one of the girls glanced back and coincidentally met his gaze.

"Lucas!.." Charlotte shouted at him with both a mixture of relief and surprise. "Lucas, come up; we have been trying to reach you. Quickly come; it is dangerous. Uncle sent a helicopter to pick us up."

Her words almost made Lucas laugh.

The girl standing next to Charlotte looked down at him coldly. She had long, straight black hair that fell down to her waist, and her facial features look 9 points similar to his.

It was his younger sister, Isabella.

"It is too late. The building is unstable, and we can't let the helicopter land for a minute longer." She pulled on Charlotte and then said to Lucas. "Brother I hope you are able to understand. Dad said that an emergency base has been created near Icheon. You can try and meet us there. We will be waiting for you."

It was the same word as in his past life.

Back then Lucas had nodded along understandingly.

He couldn't risk their life for his. He thought. It was the only way.

But now he only wanted to flip them the middle finger.

So he did just that.

Lucas held up his middle finger and mouthed with indifferent eyes. "Fuck you all."