I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse - Chapter 69 - Killing People Isn’t Something That Needs to Be Done Personally

Zhang Jian finds that after he worships his ancestors, they would return his favor by giving him some precious cultivation materials.“Young Master Zhang, this is a return from the Lord Envoy for your ancestral worship, an Immortal Family exotic treasure, may you enjoy it!”

It was supposed to be just another argument with his girlfriend. But Alexander Faust's world was turned upside down when the dead started rising from their graves on February 20th, 2023. Suddenly, the apocalypse wasn't just some abstract concept but his reality.As he fights to survive in a world of death and destruction, Alex must confront his regrets and deepest desires, facing betrayal, despair and the darkness hidden in people's hearts.On the cusp of despair, he suddenly discovers a rare skill that makes him immune to zombie infection but transforms into a fierce and feral Ghoul.Is this skill truly random, or is there some plot in the darkness, always one step behind him?Torn between his former human self and new Ghoul self, Alex develops a new persona to protect his fragile mind.Faust!With newfound power coursing through his veins, Faust sets out to fulfil his wildest dreams. He seeks to reunite with Amy, his girlfriend, and maybe even find love among the survivors drawn to his strength and confidence.But as he journeys through a world overrun by the dead...Faust must also confront his darkest impulses and the consequences of his actions.He is forced to navigate the dangerous territory of being a Ghoul, balancing his newfound desires with the things that truly matter to him.Faust soon discovers that the line between life and death is razor-thin.In this thrilling and dark tale of survival, Faust must find his way in a world that has been forever changed - and hold onto the things that matter most to him before it's too late.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.

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