In a high-temperature apocalypse, I watched my ex- girlfriend 's family kill each other.
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Introduction
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the seven days before the apocalypse.
This time, I will never repeat the same mistake.
I decisively kicked away these cold-blooded parasites, canceled all my credit cards, and, with the true love who died to save me in my past life, built an indestructible, top-tier temperature-controlled fortress.
As global temperatures soared, Los Angeles became a scorching inferno, and the fiancée's family couldn't even get a sip of dirty water, ultimately being forced to resort to cannibalism and killing each other.
And I, sitting in a 22-degree air-conditioned room eating chilled watermelon, coldly watch this bloody live broadcast of dogs fighting each other.
The fires of hell have been lit, and your judgment has only just begun.
Chapter 1
“Lucas, don’t blame us. You’re about to die, and we need to live .” Selena looked down at me, her beautiful face filled with greed.
Behind her, her nominal "stepbrother" Derek was licking his lips, weighing the baseball bat stained with my blood in his hand. Meanwhile, Selena's mother, Margaret, was staring at my thigh with the same malice one one would give a piece of cold, raw meat.
“Get to work, Derek. The solar storm outside has turned all of Los Angeles into an oven. If we don’t get any meat soon, we’ll all die!” Margaret screamed.
Derek grinned as he threw away the baseball bat, and a sharp dagger sliced through my flesh.
My vision went completely black, and extreme anger and despair exploded in my chest. These vampires! After the apocalypse, I risked being scorched by the extreme heat to find food for them, and I repeatedly gave them the last of my water.
But when supplies ran out, Serena conspired with her lover, the scumbag who was disguised as her stepson, to devour me alive!
I curse you all...to go to hell!
With Derek's final, devastating blow, my world plunged into complete darkness.
...
"Lucas! God, are you even listening to me?"
A shrill female voice pierced my eardrums like needles. I gasped sharply, jolting awake from the intense feeling of suffocation. There was no scorching heat, no stench of rotting blood, only the rich aroma of fine champagne and the soothing sound of a cello.
I gasped for breath, my vision gradually focusing. I was sitting in the most luxurious Michelin-starred restaurant, the "Starlight Terrace."
Sitting across from me was Selena, glaring at me with extreme displeasure. To her left was Derek, his hand, hidden by the tablecloth, resting suggestively on Selena's thigh. And to her right, Margaret, holding a wine glass, looked at me with an arrogant air.
I glanced down at the Rolex gold watch on my wrist. The date was clearly displayed: July 15, 2024.
I was reborn.
We went back to the week before the "extreme heat solar storm" that turned the world into a living hell.
Today is Serena's 24th birthday party.
“Lucas, what’s wrong with you?” Selena tapped the table impatiently. “My mother is asking you when you’re going to sign the check for that villa in Malibu Beach. My birthday party can’t be without a decent gift, can it?”
Margaret put down her glass and added in a matter-of-fact tone, “Listen, Lucas. Our Selena has the hottest body in America and hundreds of thousands of fans. It’s your honor to be your fiancée. The villa will be in my name as compensation for raising her. It’s nothing to you.”
Derek chimed in, "Yeah, brother-in-law. My sister's been exhausted from looking at houses these past few days, you can't let her down on this special day, can you?"
Looking at those three repulsive faces, the pain of my past life surged into my mind. I was once a damned do-gooder, a hopeless ATM. To satisfy Selena's vanity, I not only paid for all of their family's luxury goods but also helped the gambling addict Margaret pay off her gang's debts.
And the result? They cruelly devoured us!
"What? You can't bear to part with it?" Seeing my silence, Selena's face darkened. "Lucas, if you're not even willing to show this much sincerity, I think we really need to reconsider our engagement!"
This is her most common tactic—using breaking up as her ultimate weapon to manipulate me. In my past life, the moment she uttered those words, I would immediately give in and obediently sign that seven million dollar check.
I slowly stood up, elegantly straightened my tie, and then picked up the chilled Romanée-Conti on the table.
“You’re right, Serena.” I smiled, revealing my first smile since my rebirth.
The next second, I flipped my wrist.
"Splash—"
The cold, red wine was splashed mercilessly onto her face, instantly ruining her exquisite makeup, and dripping down her expensive Prada dress in a disheveled manner.
"Ah! My eyes! Are you crazy?!" Selena screamed and jumped up like a turkey whose tail had been stepped on.
“Lucas! What are you doing!” Margaret screamed in terror.
Derek jumped to his feet, feigning anger and protectiveness towards his sister: "You bastard, how dare you throw wine on my sister! Apologize right now, and buy that villa as compensation, or else..."
“Otherwise what?” I looked at him coldly, my eyes revealing a chilling coldness brought on by the killings of my past life. “Will you continue to grope your ‘sister’s’ thighs under the table with your filthy hands, Derek?”
Upon hearing this, Selena and Derek turned deathly pale, as if struck by lightning.
“That damn engagement is off.” I pulled a napkin from the table, slowly wiped my hands, and casually threw it at Selena’s wine-stained face. “Starting tomorrow, I’m canceling all your supplementary credit cards. You parasites, get ready to beg on the streets.”
After saying that, I ignored Selena's furious screams and Margaret's curses behind me, turned around and strode out of the restaurant.
[Ding—Conditions met, the Post-Apocalyptic Survival Shelter System is now activated.]
[Duration of extreme heatwave: 167 hours and 59 minutes.]
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