The Last King

As night fell, Liberty City shone like a dazzling pearl against the pitch-black night sky, while boldly dressed young people walked along both sides of the streets. Jack Morrison put down his phone and looked at the traffic light. He felt a little tired today and decided not to take any more delivery orders. Rumble, rumble, rumble—the Lamborghini parked beside him let out a beast-like roar. Jack Morrison turned his head and glanced over. A beautiful, fresh-faced young woman was sitting in the passenger seat, while the man behind the wheel even raised an eyebrow at him, as if deliberately showing off. Jack Morrison clicked his tongue. What the hell is there to brag about? I’ve got money too. I can even afford a Wuling Hongguang to tow this thing away. Suddenly, a strange voice came from Jack Morrison’s Bluetooth earphones. 3 hours, 31 minutes, and 13 seconds remaining until the apocalypse arrives. Sending Doomsday Gift Pack 1.0. Hearing the inexplicable voice, Jack Morrison was full of confusion. Who was this? Was someone playing a prank on him? Yet his phone was displaying a message asking whether he wanted to open Doomsday Gift Pack 1.0. A virus. This had to be a phone virus. Beep, beep, beep! The cars behind him began honking impatiently, urging him forward, and Jack Morrison accidentally touched the receive button. Infinite Supplies received. Body Enhancement received. Weapon Arsenal 1.0 received. Note: Extract items using your thoughts. Extract Doomsday Gift Pack 2.0 requires an upgraded energy bar. Listening to the cold mechanical voice, Jack Morrison couldn't help shivering. Could this actually be real? Heh. If you've got the guts, give me an AK-47 I can't even control. When he saw a damaged AK-47 suddenly appear between his legs, Jack Morrison nearly lost it. Hurry up and disappear! As the weapon vanished, Jack Morrison let out a huge sigh of relief, but his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. This had come far too suddenly, and he hadn't made any preparations at all. He immediately made a U-turn and rushed back to his rented apartment. Oakwood Apartments was a little far from downtown. The two thousand yuan monthly rent already made Jack Morrison wince. He parked his electric scooter properly and plugged it in to charge before rushing home without stopping. The 50-square-meter apartment was actually a little spacious for Jack Morrison. He took off his helmet, revealing a sunny-looking face. He was only twenty-two years old. He had been working away from home for several years, doing jobs as a security guard and a waiter. He didn't have many relatives either. After washing his face, Jack Morrison sat down on the sofa. He figured he should first cram up on the rules of the apocalypse. He immediately opened k****e and began reading like crazy. Two hours later, Jack Morrison understood one principle: his own interests came first. He opened the weapon arsenal. Inside were all kinds of pistols, assault rifles, sniper rifles, and plenty of ammunition, but that was it. There were no weapons with greater firepower. They were all light weapons. As for his physical enhancement, Jack Morrison picked up a kitchen cleaver and bent it directly with his bare hands. His fingers could even poke straight into a concrete wall. Looking at the dust on his fingers, the smile on Jack Morrison's face grew wider. He took out a handgun and drew a deep breath. Come on, apocalypse. I'm already sick of living like this. I'm not some little brother anymore. I'm the big brother. Midnight arrived. The sound of raindrops could be heard outside the apartment. A light rain gradually began to fall, and terrifying screams suddenly echoed throughout the entire residential complex. Jack Morrison immediately walked onto the balcony, only to see several bodies already lying on the road below. Someone who had been hiding from the rain tried to go save them, but the moment the rain touched their body, it began corroding them like sulfuric acid. Amid ghostly, agonizing screams, they collapsed to the ground. At the same time, lights gradually came on throughout the entire residential complex. Everyone stood on their balconies, staring around in confusion, with no idea what was happening. At the same time, everyone's phones received the same emergency notification. Please, all residents, do not leave your homes!!! DO NOT GET WET BY THE RAIN!!! WAIT FOR RESCUE!!! Jack Morrison slightly furrowed his brows before turning toward the balcony beside him. A beautiful girl was also looking in his direction. Having lived here for a year, Jack Morrison naturally knew his neighbor. She was a female streamer, and she was indeed quite attractive, with a curvy figure. It was just that she was a little... "What are you looking at, you loser?" After saying that, she turned around and went back inside. Jack Morrison smiled indifferently. The apocalypse had already arrived, yet she still thought she was somebody special. In the apocalypse, women = exchangeable resources. One piece of bread could buy you anything. Twenty years old, and he hadn't even had time to fall in love before the apocalypse arrived. What a pity. Still, at least he had lived it up with a 998 once. He quickly made himself a bowl of spicy beef instant noodles to calm his nerves. No, wait. I have infinite supplies. Why not take out some Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and use it to brush my teeth? While enjoying food that only the rich could afford, Jack Morrison pulled out his phone and scrolled through t****k. The entire world had fallen into panic. Soon, an emergency message was released. All water sources had been contaminated. Jack Morrison merely shrugged. Whatever. I wonder if, after a few days, a cup of water could make the woman next door kneel before me. Heh. She called me a loser. First, I'll go downstairs and see how things are going. The moment he arrived on the first floor, he found a huge crowd. Everyone was lined up outside the convenience store to buy water, while more and more people came downstairs to watch. Fear was written across every face. Several bodies were still lying outside, constantly stimulating everyone's nerves, and people were becoming increasingly irritable. "Hey, don't push!" "Why the hell are you cutting in line, you bastard?" The moment those words were spoken, two men immediately started fighting. The women stood to the side in panic. Taking advantage of the chaos, quite a few men rushed into the convenience store to grab supplies, and the owner couldn't stop them at all. Within just a few minutes, the men had completely looted the supplies. The women couldn't get their hands on anything. "You men don't know that ladies should go first?!" shouted a middle-aged woman wearing glasses. "Go first my a*s!" a burly man sneered. "Look at the bodies outside. And you're still going on about that?" With the apocalypse upon them, the advantages of men immediately became apparent. The men who hadn't managed to grab any supplies began thinking of other ways. Some wanted to drive out and buy food, but after seeing the bodies lying outside, they simply didn't dare take a single step out. What's more, they could clearly see the tires slowly corroding. It seemed that the rain could eat through rubber. Some people threw umbrellas outside to test it and discovered that the umbrellas were fine. But what if even a single drop touched them? Leaning against the wall, Jack Morrison let out a sigh of relief. It hadn't even been an hour, yet order had already begun to collapse. This little bit of water wouldn't last long. Those with bottled water at home might be able to hold out for a while, but once all the food was exhausted, the darker side of human nature would completely explode. Looking at the light rain outside, Jack Morrison gradually began making plans in his head. However, a beautiful figure caught Jack Morrison's attention. What entered his eyes first was a pair of bright eyes, like crystal-clear gemstones. Delicate eyebrows outlined exquisite features, while red lips were like cherry blossoms, revealing a seductive charm. Her slender, graceful neck was like a work of art, elegant and soft, like the stem of a lily, making one unable to resist the urge to reach out. Her figure was like a graceful melody, with naturally flowing curves and a slender waist and full hips. Every part of her seemed perfectly proportioned. How could a delivery guy like Jack Morrison possibly know her? But even within the residential complex, she could easily rank among the top three beauties. She also seemed to be a flight attendant. He had run into her several times in the elevator, always wearing her uniform and pulling a small suitcase.