Doomsday: From the Start, I Cut Off My Nemesis's Supplies

Blood-red rain fell, and the apocalypse began anew. Lin Mo was reborn after ten years amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood, returning to three hours before the disaster began. This time, he would no longer be naive. He controlled his neighbors and seized their supplies, striking down threats before they could take root. Every move was precise and ruthless.

Just as he thought he had secured the advantage, he discovered that the shelter he'd entered was already rife with hidden currents. Surveillance was everywhere, supplies were mysteriously disappearing, and the doors to the core areas were always shut tight. Each survivor had their own agenda, while Zhao Jian, the shelter's founder, seemed to have his sights set on something far more dangerous than survival.

The power was running out, and enemies were closing in. Lin Mo held a USB drive containing the truth, surrounded by constant surveillance and schemes. Before the lone boat of the apocalypse capsized, he had to tear away the facade and fight his way to a real chance of survival along the razor's edge between trust and betrayal.