This Is Not the End of the World 01

Fang Zhiyi pulled open the curtains. The view here was excellent, making him sigh with emotion, "I can finally truly experience the convenience of high technology for once."

However, the plot that Little Hei subsequently sent over left him dumbfounded.

An apocalypse, another apocalypse.

An endless stream of apocalypses.

Furthermore, this apocalypse was nearly unsolvable. The outbreak happened extremely fast; humans were infected by an unknown virus and turned into mindless monsters. They were agile, bloodthirsty, and brutal. They could even rely on instinct to dodge attacks from firearms, and their vitality was incredibly tenacious.

In the face of such mutants, humanity suffered defeat after defeat. Because the virus's incubation period was extremely long and unstable, no one knew if the people around them were infected. Companions and family members grew suspicious of one another, and under such circumstances, it was incredibly difficult for the surviving humans to stay alive.

The military failed to suppress them. There was no specific cure, no superpowers, and no safe zones.

People could only rely on their own luck to survive.

Except, of course, for the natural-born protagonist: Meng Bufan, who had been reborn and returned to three months before the apocalypse.

Yet, this Meng Bufan was the least protagonist-like person Fang Zhiyi had ever seen.

Before the apocalypse, he was a slacker shut-in who had a terrible relationship with his parents and no friends. He always made mistakes at work and didn't get along with his colleagues. When the apocalypse first arrived, Meng Bufan managed to survive for a whole month simply by relying on his shut-in skills to stay at home.

But he had another trait: he was lustful.

Faced with a plea for help from twin sisters, Meng Bufan unhesitatingly opened his door to let them in, his mind filled with all sorts of fantasies. However, from his perspective, those sisters were the epitome of ingratitude, especially after they later met Fang Zhiyi's group.

Fang Zhiyi was much calmer than the others. As the team grew, he divided the labor among them. Meng Bufan was assigned the role of a handyman, responsible for taking inventory of supplies and doing simple heavy lifting.

But in Meng Bufan's eyes, Fang Zhiyi's arrangement was an insult.

Especially whenever he saw Fang Zhiyi returning from outside chatting and laughing with those beautiful women, Meng Bufan felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to strike up a conversation, but those people didn't want to talk to him and even made jokes at his expense, which caused Meng Bufan's heart to gradually twist.

The dark side of his heart soon erupted. At first, he just threw dirty things into the supplies, spat in them, or scattered some ash. Later, he began to secretly hoard supplies for himself. Unfortunately, Fang Zhiyi trusted him very much and didn't check up on him, assuming the rapid depletion was just due to having so many people, which only led to more frequent supply runs.

There were no long-distance migrations like in normal apocalyptic scenarios, only holding the fort and waiting for rescue. Those mutated humans could catch prey much faster in the dark, and even low-flying birds couldn't escape their pursuit. In times like these, hiding was better than anything else.

But as supplies dwindled, cracks gradually appeared in the originally harmonious team.

Meng Bufan felt inexplicably happy. What he wanted was for these people who looked down on him to fall into chaos; this made him feel deeply fulfilled.

It wasn't long, however, before someone discovered his stashed supplies. When this was brought to light, Meng Bufan couldn't defend himself. He was never good with words to begin with, and facing the accusations of others, he could only flush red and say nothing.

In the end, it was Fang Zhiyi who stepped forward to bail him out, and the matter was finally put to rest.

Meng Bufan was grateful to Fang Zhiyi at the time, but later, when he saw a girl praising Fang Zhiyi for his kindness, his gratitude turned into jealousy and anger. He even convinced himself that Fang Zhiyi was the one who ordered people to dig up his hidden stash.

When these twisted thoughts reached their peak, Meng Bufan did the bravest thing he had ever done in his life: under the cover of night, he secretly opened the iron gate and slipped out. Yes, he didn't close the gate.

His luck was good; he didn't encounter a single mutant. But when he calmed down and returned, he found that the entire building had been breached. The screams of humans echoed from afar, attracting even more mutants. He tried to run, but when he turned around, he collided head-on with one of them.

And just like that, Meng Bufan was taken offline.

But when he woke up again, time had rewound to three months before the apocalypse descended.

Given a second chance, Meng Bufan acted quickly. He rented a parking spot on the second basement level of his apartment building and secretly modified it. The second basement level had a low utilization rate, allowing him to actually build a crude underground shelter. Next came hoarding supplies and buying various weapons online.

When the apocalypse broke out, Meng Bufan, who already had past experience, remained exceptionally calm. The traps he set for the mutants were highly effective, and because of this, he once again saved the twin sisters he had met in his previous life. Only this time, Meng Bufan's entire demeanor was different, and he successfully caught the attention of the two beauties.

After this, Meng Bufan embarked on his own life path. He built his own kingdom within this apartment building. He even used the action plans of Fang Zhiyi and the others from his previous life to preemptively scavenge some resource points. His decisions rapidly increased his prestige.

By the time Fang Zhiyi appeared again, Meng Bufan had women in both arms, his face full of arrogance. Looking at Fang Zhiyi, whose face clearly showed a desire to please him, Meng Bufan was filled with the thrill of revenge. He agreed to take in Fang Zhiyi and the others, and thus began his vengeance. Because the nearby resources had already been scavenged clean by Meng Bufan, Fang Zhiyi had to go to farther and more dangerous places to find supplies. And when he returned with his men, he discovered that his girlfriend had thrown herself into Meng Bufan's embrace.

This caused him to instantly break down. Seeing his agonizing state, Meng Bufan was filled with the joy of successful revenge.

One companion after another began to question Fang Zhiyi's abilities and chose to follow Meng Bufan instead. Fang Zhiyi became increasingly depressed, until his ex-girlfriend was discarded by Meng Bufan. When he accused Meng Bufan, Meng Bufan didn't care at all: "To tell you the truth, I never even liked her. I just did it to get back at you! I couldn't stand that confident look of yours! Do you think you're the main character? I am!"

Fang Zhiyi couldn't understand his words, but soon someone reported Fang Zhiyi for hoarding supplies. Then, those people searched his room. Looking at the supplies he had never even seen before, Fang Zhiyi finally understood.

But no one believed him.

They kicked him out just like that. His former companions in survival despised his actions. Having lost everything, he also lost the will to live. That night, he died under the attack of the mutants.

The story was still not over; Meng Bufan continued to enjoy his cheat-like life until he encountered another formidable enemy.

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