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Chapter 11 - Preparing the Last Bastion
The tick-tock sound of the digital holographic clock floating in the center of the room felt like a sledgehammer pounding Marsel’s nerves one strike at a time.[BETA WAVE COUNTDOWN: 06:14:22]Six hours left. Just six hours before five hundred organized monsters would flatten Supermarket A-117 into the ground.“Damn,” Marsel muttered, his eyes red and burning from staring at the System’s shopping interface for too long. “Everything’s more expensive right before a war. Does this System use surge pricing like ride-hailing apps when it rains or what?”He stood in front of the virtual display labeled [Fortress Shop]. The XP he’d painstakingly collected from slaughtering Scavengers and Berserkers yesterday totaled 1,250 points. A decent amount under normal circumstances, but it felt like pocket change when facing the apocalypse.“Mas,” Nana called from the medicine aisle. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by alcohol bottles, bandages, and light-blue mana potions she’d br
CHAPTER 10 - THE WOLF IS COMING
Cold vapor plumed from Marsel’s mouth every time he exhaled. The temperature inside Warehouse 5’s Cold Storage was set at minus fifteen degrees Celsius.In the middle of the room, tied to a meat rack support pole with industrial cable ties, Baldy was shivering violently. His lips were blue, not from Tyrex’s bruises, but from mild hypothermia."I... I told you everything..." Baldy babbled, his teeth chattering like a broken typewriter. "Let me go... it's cold...""Not everything," Marsel said coldly. He sat on an apple crate, holding Baldy's leather jacket, which he had confiscated. The jacket smelled musty, of sweat, and—most importantly—had a strange residue of purple slime on the back.Tyrex stood behind Baldy, folding his tree-trunk-sized arms across his chest. He wasn't cold. His passive **[Guardian]** skill seemed to grant him absurd body temperature resistance. In fact, he was happily licking an orange popsicle he had found in the corner."My Liege," Tyrex said, crunching the ic
CHAPTER 9 - HUMAN SHIELDS
The proximity alarm sounded like a panicked heartbeat—fast, rhythmic, and deadly.BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!Marsel slammed the server room door open, his eyes immediately locking onto the monitor wall displaying the 360-degree CCTV feed around Supermarket A-117."They're back again?" Nana asked, running in behind him, carrying a medical bag."Worse," Marsel growled, his fingers dancing over the holographic keyboard. He zoomed in on Camera 3 (Front Parking Sector). "Look at that."On the blue-glowing monitor screen, a line of people was visible. About thirty of them. But it wasn't their numbers that made Marsel's blood boil.The front line wasn't armed Scavengers. They were ordinary citizens—old men, mothers in torn house dresses, crying teenagers. Their hands were tied in front of them, and ropes around their necks were being pulled by the Scavengers in the second line.They were being used as human shields."Bastards," Marsel hissed. "They know we have the Wall Shockwave. They know I won'
CHAPTER 8 - LUCKY STUMBLE
"The last drop," Nana hissed, flipping the glass jar upside down over the checkout counter.Only fine brown powder fell out, then vanished, carried away by the breeze from the central air conditioning, which was only running at half power."It’s gone?" Marsel asked, his voice sounding like a man who had just received a death sentence."All gone, sir. Kapal Api, Good Day, Indocafe... everything is zero," Nana said, setting the jar down with a sad *thunk*. "Our caffeine stock is officially bankrupt."The atmosphere in the emergency break area instantly turned funereal. For apocalypse survivors, coffee wasn't just a drink. It was mental fuel. Without coffee, Marsel’s sanity, which was required to manage inventory, defense strategy, and Pak Budi’s ego, was hanging by a thread."This is a management catastrophe!" yelled Pak Budi from the corner of the room. He was sitting atop a stack of instant noodle boxes, dramatically massaging his temples. "How am I supposed to formulate macro-strateg
CHAPTER 7 - THE WILD LAW OF LitRPG
The midday sun felt like an overly bright stage spotlight, glaring down on the cracked asphalt in front of the A-117 Supermarket. For Marsel, however, the most dazzling and annoying light was the line of holographic text floating in his field of view.**[Marsel - Fortress Manager Lv. 2]****[XP: 995/1000]**"Just five points short," Marsel grumbled, kicking a pebble. "Only five points. The stingy System."It had been two days since the Scavenger attack. Bullet production from the pizza oven was running smoothly, and food stocks were secure thanks to Mr. Budi’s 'creative' management (who turned out to be adept at mixing canned sardines with instant noodles). But Marsel’s level was stagnant. The Ekorupts around the supermarket had been wiped out by Tyrex during the morning patrol, and they only gave a measly 1 or 2 XP."We have to go out," Marsel stated firmly, tightening the straps of his backpack, which was loaded with ammo and first aid supplies.Next to him, Tyrex was flexing his ch
Chapter 6 - Fortification and Recycled Ammunition
The smell of burning plastic mixed with rotting meat filled the A-117 Supermarket Food Court area. Thick black smoke billowed from the emergency chimney Marsel had just installed, punching through the roof ventilation."Marsel, is this really safe?" Nana asked, covering her nose with the collar of her grubby nurse uniform. "It smells like a truck tire burned with satay seasoning.""Safe or not, this is the only way we won't die for nothing if there's another attack," Marsel replied without looking up.He was busy tinkering with the control panel of an industrial Moretti Forni pizza oven that had been heavily modified. Neon blue circuit cables dangled from Marsel’s Scanner, merging with the oven’s motherboard. Inside the glowing red-hot oven, it wasn't dough and mozzarella cheese being baked, but pieces of the Spider Ekorupt legs they had slaughtered two days prior."Internal temperature reaching 400 degrees System," Marsel muttered, his eyes scanning the lines of code scrolling rapidl
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