Global Fall: Endgame Playground

Withered and desolate.

In the city, lush weeds poke through the hard concrete, with bones scattered all over the ground.

Leo Anderson dragged his heavy legs, struggling to run.

His lungs burned with pain, and every breath pulled at his broken ribs, causing agony.

Behind him were crowds of roaring zombies, their faces grotesque.

He dared not stop.

Once he halted, the resurrected dead would tear him to shreds and devour his flesh.

Seeing the safe house he had built getting closer, hope flickered on his originally desperate face.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Open the door! Quickly!"

Leo pounded on the heavy iron door, with zombies less than a hundred meters behind him.

The rotting stench was overwhelming.

"I've got the medicine! Open the door! Victoria!"

Inside the safe house were his fiancée and her family of three.

"Swish."

The window opened, but the iron door remained closed.

An eye peered at him through the narrow iron window, full of concern.

Leo recognized it as Victoria Thompson's.

"Victoria! It's me! Open the door!"

Leo's heart was torn open, and the wound on his chest widened with the effort.

The spilled blood made the zombies behind him even more agitated, their speed suddenly increasing.

After hearing his voice.

The eye in the iron window turned to look at the medicine in his hand.

It was the medicine Leo had risked his life to find to reduce the fever of Victoria's younger brother.

"Leo, I'll open the door for you now."

The voice from inside was urgent, calming Leo's panicking heart.

He would be safe once inside.

On the fringes of this perilous city, the safe house he had built by his own hands was his only home.

"Pass the medicine in first, and I'll lower the bolt."

Upon hearing this, Leo felt utterly exhausted but quickly shoved the medicine box through the iron window with great effort.

Yet a faint sense of unease lingered in his heart.

Why...didn't they just open the door?

The hand inside the window swiftly snatched the medicine box away but did not open the door.

"Victoria?!"

Leo's disbelief rang out piercingly and desperately in the night.

His heart sank, and a chill ran through his entire body.

Why...still no door?!

He could already hear the zombies behind him, almost at his ear.

"Leo, I saw the wound on your chest."

Victoria's voice paused, losing its original concern, becoming extremely calm.

She spoke as if to a stranger.

"You might be infected."

"I won't let you in."

Leo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with zombies already attacking him from behind.

His flesh was being torn.

"By the way, let me tell you something."

"The captain of the safe zone has promised me that if I'm willing to sleep with him, I can enter the safe zone."

"Of course, you'll have to die too."

Inside the house, Victoria casually tossed her hair.

She spoke as calmly as she used to chat with Leo.

Leo was in disbelief; her words were like a bolt from the blue.

The pain of his flesh being torn off alive was overshadowed.

His voice, like a blood-curdling cry, furiously questioned the person inside the window.

"Why, why betray me?!"

His hand pressed against the door, leaving a scarlet handprint.

His eyes bulged in fury.

He could feel his intestines being pulled out, and an extreme sense of weakness overcame him.

Victoria inside the window looked at him calmly, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Because you're a waste."

"I don't want to starve and live in fear every day."

"He's strong, an Awakened one."

"And you, you're just an ordinary person."

The zombies behind Leo wildly tore at his head, easily snapping his spine with a crunch.

Their foul, sharp, rotten fingers dug into his eyeballs.

"Daughter, why are you talking so much to this waste?"

"Let him die far away, not in front of our door."

Inside the house, the lights were warm.

Eleanor casually took the bloody medicine box and looked out the window with indifference.

The three of them stood side by side, only leaving after Leo's body was completely consumed.

...

In Riverfront City, inside the brightly decorated wedding room.

"Leo, why aren't you calling your comrades to borrow money? What are you doing just standing there?"

The speaker was Leo's fiancée, Victoria Thompson.

Like someone drowning and struggling.

Leo abruptly awoke, gasping for breath.

The images of his dying moments overlapped with the person in front of him.

Was it just a dream?!

His head ached intensely, and he could still faintly feel the pain of his flesh being torn off.

The pain was so real, as if it had happened just a second ago.

He quickly looked at his phone.

"November 9, 2032"

Leo looked shocked, feeling dry in the mouth.

No... it wasn't a dream!

He had reincarnated.

Back to three days before the apocalypse broke out, the day he proposed to Victoria.

"Leo, let me tell you."

"If you want to marry my daughter, you must add 200,000 to the bride price.

"Your younger brother Timothy Watson is about to get married. As his brother-in-law, you can't expect to contribute nothing, right?"

Eleanor Watson winked at her youngest son, signaling him to ask for money.

"Brother-in-law, didn't your bro just retire from the military?"

Timothy Watson sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking utterly impatient.

"I heard that they get quite a lot of money when they retire. It's just borrowing some money; why are you hesitating to ask?"

Seeing Leo Anderson standing there stunned, Victoria Thompson couldn't help but frown.

She had thought that Leo, with his military background and honest nature, would have some savings, making him a decent choice.

But she didn't expect Leo to be so hesitant and unable to produce any money.

It really embarrassed her.

"Aren't you close with your bro? What? You can't even borrow this little amount of money?"

Seeing no reaction from Leo, Eleanor Watson couldn't help but huff and loudly exclaimed in a haughty tone,

"Leo, if you can't produce this money, you two shouldn't get married."

"You have no sincerity. I thought you were decent before. I never expected you to be such a miserly pauper."

Eleanor Watson spoke sarcastically.

Timothy, seemingly not afraid of stirring up trouble, quickly spoke up when he heard his mother mention not getting married,

"Sis! Wasn't there a wealthy man chasing after you before?"

"I think you should forget about marrying this loser."

"Go find that Mr. Wang; he's rich! He even asked me last time what kind of car I liked!"

Among the three people's incessant chatter, no one noticed the murderous glint in Leo's lowered eyes.

In his previous life, he had hastily married Victoria to fulfill his mother's wish.

Although it was hasty, he believed he had done everything he should,

buying a car, a house, and paying the bride price in full.

He even shamelessly borrowed money from his战友to make up the bride price.

However, the day before the wedding, the apocalypse broke out.

Leo, with his military discipline, led his fiancée and her family through difficult times.

Until the day he was eaten alive, he was still struggling for his so-called family.

That door cut off his chance of survival, but it also shattered his outdated kindness and so-called righteousness.

The taunt brought him back to reality.

"Miser, don't pretend if you have no money."

"My sister married you because she thinks you're good, and there are plenty of people chasing after her!"

"Bang!"

Leo kicked out with a powerful leg, striking Timothy in the abdomen and sending him flying three meters away.

Timothy turned red in the face, vomiting bile all over the floor, his body bent like a shrimp in the corner.

Disbelief.

Victoria stared in shock at Leo, who had withdrawn his foot, a chill running straight to the back of her head.

She had never seen Leo hit someone before and was surprised by how ruthless he looked, despite his honest appearance.

"Someone's killing! Someone's killing!"

Eleanor Watson screamed loudly after coming to her senses, continuously slapping her thighs.

"You damned wretch, dare you hit my son!"

"Miser, you have no money and you hit people! I'll sue you until you're dead!"

"I'm calling the police to arrest you right now! You can forget about getting married!"

"Shut up, old beast!"

Leo walked towards Eleanor, and her bitter and harsh face made him extremely irritated.

He remembered those cold eyes.

"Slap! Slap!"

One slap after another, a series of ear-slapping sounds echoed.

Satisfying and thorough.

Leo attacked without hesitation, delivering over a dozen slaps in the blink of an eye.

Eleanor fainted after a few slaps, falling to the ground like a broom knocked off a wall.

"Leo, are you crazy!"

Victoria was stunned and screamed in disbelief.

"Crazy?"

Leo smiled cruelly, and his killing intent was instantly ignited.

He wanted to let these people feel the pain of their flesh and blood being torn apart.

Let them taste the pain and despair he felt before he died.

Leo stepped on Eleanor's brittle leg bones without hesitation, walking towards Victoria with a dagger-like gaze.

"Leo!"

"What do you want to do!?"

"What?"

Leo bent slightly, his voice cold and chilling.

Victoria seemed to sense something, and she trembled all over, hurriedly hiding in the room and locking the door from inside.

"I'm calling the police!"

"The police are outside!"

Shaking, Victoria turned on her phone's speaker, and the police siren connection prompt sounded.

On the eve of the apocalypse, accidents occurred frequently.

Outside the window, police sirens and ambulances could faintly be heard.

Upon hearing the police siren connect,

Leo stopped and stood there with a cold gaze, seemingly pondering something.

He tilted his head and stared straight at the locked door.

The apocalypse was just three days away.

Once entangled with them, he would surely waste a lot of time.

Wasting time was wasting the chance of rebirth.

It wasn't worth it.

These scum didn't deserve to waste his precious time.

So...

Three days!

Leo smiled cruelly and slowly turned around.

Three days later, the apocalypse broke out.

He really wanted to see how Victoria and the other two, like useless waste, would survive in this post-apocalyptic world without his desperate protection.

He hoped they could still maintain their faces under the mouths of zombies.

Death and that door had completely changed Leo in this life.

In this life, he would only care about the people he cherished.

He would never be as stubborn and stick to his outdated beliefs like in his previous life,

allowing himself to be used by others!

To become stronger and survive this apocalypse.

Since he had decided to kill them three days later, Leo naturally wouldn't waste any more time.

After kicking open the thin iron door, he strode out.

Victoria faintly heard the sound of him leaving.

Like coming to her senses, she continuously cursed loudly from inside the door, calling several influential bosses she knew.

It didn't matter anymore.

If Victoria wanted to call for help to cause trouble for him,

He wouldn't mind solving them together when he passed by.

Leo suppressed his hatred.

Unnecessary emotions would only affect rationality.

In the coming days,

He not only needed to stockpile enough supplies before the apocalypse,

but also prepare for awakening his talent.

The apocalypse game would descend three days later.

Zombie viruses would spread, mythical creatures would emerge from other dimensions, and countless bizarre supernatural events would sweep the globe.

And people would gain data-based panels like in a game.

A few lucky ones gained supernatural powers and awakened talents at energy nodes.

In this reincarnated life, he must grasp his fate in his own hands.

In this life, he would never allow himself to struggle humbly as an ordinary person again.

And the energy nodes would only appear briefly after the apocalypse began!

In his previous life, he was dragged down by Victoria and her family, missing the opportunity to become an awakened one.

Now, he would change all this!

The first step to change his fate.

"97 Phoenix Avenue!"

At the entrance of the residence, Leo Anderson opened his phone and carefully scanned the map.

"Ding, you have a new message."

A familiar number appeared, from his comrade-in-arms, Ethan Skinner.

"Leo, I heard you're in need of some money lately. I still have quite a bit of my military severance pay. Send me your bank account number."

"Come visit me when you have time. My sister always pesters me to arrange a playdate with you."

Leo read the message, feeling a warm surge in his heart.

Not only were they comrades, but Leo and Ethan had been friends and brothers since childhood, even before they enlisted.

They had grown up together, and Ethan's parents had even helped pay for Leo's school fees.

Before Leo could respond, another message came in.

"The weather's been changing lately, so take care of yourself too. Don't get sick and feverish like me."

"My eyesight's not as good as it used to be. I need glasses to see things now.