"Elsie, why!!!"
Stel's eyes were bloodshot as he opened them wide in a ferocious expression.
On May 31, 288, the apocalypse descended, and a global wave of zombies erupted.
Countless people were infected.
Stel rescued his girlfriend Elsie from a zombie's clutches, pushing her up the wall. As he saw the zombies closing in, he climbed up desperately.
But instead of helping him, Elsie pushed him down!
At that moment, Stel's mind went blank, and he was utterly stunned, looking at Elsie in disbelief!
In the end, Stel was savagely torn apart by countless zombies. The intense pain brought him back to his senses.
He hysterically shouted at Elsie's retreating figure, but she never looked back!
He was unwilling!
Why was this happening?
He had saved Elsie, so why was she treating him like this?
He was furious!
He hated her!
"Huh?"
"I'm not dead?"
Stel looked around in doubt.
Wasn't this his rented apartment?
Orange curtains, sunlight streaming in, and the TV was on.
Everything seemed so peaceful!
"According to the latest news, from May 1 to May 31, 288, coastal areas will experience storms and typhoons. Citizens are advised to take precautions and minimize travel."
Is it May 1, 288, now?
Stel's eyes widened in disbelief. He pinched his thigh hard, the sharp pain making him gasp!
Everything was real!
"Have I been reborn?"
"Haha, I'm not dead!"
Stel was first confused, then wildly ecstatic!
It must be that even God couldn't stand it, so He let him be reborn!
In his previous life, Stel died saving Elsie, which made him see through human nature. In the face of catastrophic disasters, human nature cannot stand the test!
In this life, he would no longer live for anyone else, only for himself!
In his previous life, Stel lived a very pathetic life.
In the eyes of others, his girlfriend Elsie was the school belle, and many people envied him.
But only Stel knew that Elsie was a promiscuous woman, often flirting with rich second-generation heirs and even wealthy old men.
Stel forgave Elsie time and again.
Even when disaster struck, Stel risked his life to save Elsie, only to be met with such an outcome!
In his previous life, by the time Stel realized the truth, it was already too late!
But in this life, Stel would no longer have any mercy!
"Elsie, wait for me. We'll settle both old and new scores together!"
A cold gleam flashed in Stel's eyes.
However, Stel didn't have time to dwell on this now, as the apocalypse was only a month away.
Every minute and second was extremely precious!
Suppressing his thoughts, Stel took out his phone, opened Amazon, and searched for martial arts training equipment.
Stel had been exercising since childhood, continuing through college. Later, when he started dating Elsie, he often worked part-time jobs to buy her gifts, which caused him to neglect his training.
He had sold all his equipment, like punching bags and wooden stakes, to buy gifts for Elsie!
Now he had to repurchase them!
To survive the apocalypse, one needed a strong body and combat skills!
Otherwise, death would come quickly.
Fortunately, Stel still had enough time to restore his physical capabilities.
If he lacked money, Stel would take out online loans. After all, with the apocalypse coming next month, he wouldn't have to repay them!
Stel borrowed over a hundred thousand yuan!
He bought a lot of equipment, including wooden stakes, punching bags, dumbbells, and leg weights.
Stel also wanted to purchase weapons.
But the ones sold online were all ornamental and useless.
However, this didn't deter Stel. With money, anything could be bought.
Stel spent over seventy thousand dollars on a military-grade multifunctional shovel, a military knife, a sharpened katana, a heavy full-body bulletproof vest, a bulletproof helmet, and a large military backpack.
He tried on the heavy full-body bulletproof vest, which was essentially modern armor, covering his shoulders, legs, and entire body.
With the helmet on, he was nearly fully armed, with only his feet, hands, and eyes exposed.
Stel was very satisfied.
His balance quickly dwindled, leaving only over thirty thousand dollars.
Stel spent twenty-eight thousand dollars on supplements and some food.
Training required a lot of energy, and he needed supplements for nourishment.
The remaining two thousand dollars would cover Stel's living expenses for the month.
As for stockpiling supplies, Stel had no such plans. Since he was alone, he couldn't take much with him anyway.
After completing all this, Stel put down his phone and went downstairs to start running.
Having not practiced martial arts for over two years, Stel's physical capabilities were far from what they used to be, so recovery would take some time.
After more than two hours of training, Stel ate downstairs and then went home to rest.
The next day.
All the supplies Stel ordered online arrived, filling a small cabinet truck.
Stel began his martial arts training.
In the morning, Stel carried an 80-kilogram weight, with iron leg weights strapped to his legs, and started his morning run.
Since he hadn't trained for a long time, Stel didn't immediately opt for a five-kilometer run or more but took it slowly.
After resting until one in the afternoon, Stel resumed full-body exercises to restore his capabilities, including lifting dumbbells, squats, sit-ups, and push-ups.
This continued until dusk.
In the evening, Stel didn't stop. First, he practiced on the wooden dummy for an hour, then an hour on the punching bag, and finally, he worked on his combat skills.
During this time, the bustling and prosperous Jiang City remained lively and vibrant, with peace prevailing every day.
Stel knew this was the last tranquility before the apocalypse.
At eight o'clock in the morning on May 31, the world would undergo an earth-shattering change.
Countless zombies, appearing from unknown places, would emerge globally.
As time ticked away, Stel never stopped for a single day.
Gradually, he intensified his training regimen, increasing from the initial one-kilometer weighted sprints to two kilometers, three kilometers, four kilometers… and finally to ten kilometers!
Stel's body adapted from the initial discomfort and various pains to becoming accustomed to the routine, with his muscles starting to revive.
May 31.
At six o'clock in the evening.
Stel began to pack, placing essential supplies into his military backpack.
He donned his heavy full-body bulletproof vest, put on the helmet, and slung the katana across his back, looking like a fully armed futuristic warrior.
At seven o'clock, one hour before the apocalypse, Stel left his rented apartment and glanced at the peaceful and serene sky.
Only one hour left until the apocalypse!