Any Good Post-Apocalyptic Novels? Aaaaah!

103 震 Shocking! Is the Apocalypse Big Shot’s Sweet Wife Someone He Raised from Childhood? Ghost in the NightSci-Fi & Apocalypse397k WordsCompleted 8.7kReads8.0Score780Shelves

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Hey! Babies! Today I want to share with you a super sweet apocalyptic love story - "Shocked!" Is the spoiled wife of the boss in the apocalypse a nurturing type? ! Imagine that in this terrible apocalypse, zombies are everywhere and danger is everywhere. But, there is such a sweet couple! The male protagonist is a big boss in the apocalypse, so awesome! But in his heart, there is a soft and cute little wife. This little sweet wife was like a young bean sprout at first, she didn't understand anything, she was timid and afraid of getting into trouble. But the male protagonist is very patient, teaching her little by little how to survive in the apocalypse and how to become strong and brave. Slowly, the little wife is getting more and more powerful as if she is cheating! But no matter how she changes, she will always be the little baby in need of love in the hero's heart. They are fighting zombies in the apocalypse while spreading dog food, which is so sweet that your teeth will fall out! Come and take a look at their super sweet nurturing love!

104 死 After Dying Eight Times, I Became the Protagonist's Lackey Sour Vinegar Noodles415k WordsCompleted 3.5kReads9.1Score381Shelves

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"After dying eight times, I became the protagonist's dogleg" Doomsday chapter: When the rebirth of business war meets the zombie siege Huang Wenchong, who has been reborn eight times, finally hugs his lap, but faces the ninth test of life and death - the end has come early! This cannon-fodder boss, who was kneeled down and licked by fate to lick the protagonist, had just stocked up three trucks of supplies in City A, and in the blink of an eye, he was dragged into the Zombie Shura Field in Country M by the Chosen One.

105 原 Turns Out My Whole Family Are Cannon Fodder Mountains, Forests, and Deep SeasSci-Fi & Apocalypse345k WordsCompleted 2.5kReads8.4Score231Shelves

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They are all natural disaster apocalypse essays. The first book is about the end of the natural disaster. The heroine has a card drawing system (savior system) and can draw out surreal items to save the world and save people by drawing cards.

115 尸 An Endless Sea of Corpses: Our Struggle to Survive Riding My Little DonkeySci-Fi & Apocalypse1.6M WordsCompleted 20.7kReads8.8Score2.1kShelves

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This book is great to read, and the writing is very real. I feel like I am really struggling to survive in the apocalypse. I have been getting better along the way, and I have been moving in a better direction to find a better way to survive. The protagonists have distinct personalities and have their own roles and specialties.

116 诡 The Haunted House The Sound of Wind and Rain at Night,Mystery2.1M WordsCompleted 692kReads9.6Score82.8kShelves

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Have you ever thought that when you step into a seemingly ordinary building, the gears of fate have begun to turn quietly? "The House" will take you into a world full of unknowns and fears, challenging your psychological limits! The story begins with a group of strangers summoned to an ancient building by mysterious forces. This building is called the "Trick House". It is hidden in the mist, as if it is alive, waiting for the arrival of new "guests". Everyone has their own secrets, and everyone is burdened with an unspeakable past. However, the moment they step into the treacherous house, all the secrets will be revealed and all the fears will be magnified. The rules of the house are simple but cruel: only by completing the designated tasks can you leave alive. However, there are endless terrors and dangers hidden behind the mission. Every room is full of unknown threats, and every corner may hide deadly traps. As time goes by, everyone gradually discovers that the Concubine is more than just a building, it is more like a huge maze, trapping them not only in their bodies, but also in their souls. "The House" is not only a horror novel, it is also a battle of psychology and courage. Through delicate writing and tense plot, the author brings readers into a world full of suspense and fear. Every detail is creepy, and every twist makes your heart beat faster. If you like horror, suspense, and thriller stories, then this book is definitely not to be missed! It will take you to experience unprecedented fear and excitement, allowing you to continue guessing and reasoning during the reading process until the final truth is revealed.

117 让 I Told You to Spend Big on Cultivation, Not to Keep a Female Sword Immortal Universe's Invincible Tyrannosaurus Roast GooseEastern Fantasy2.6M WordsCompleted 276.6kReads9.3Score39kShelves

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Others brought their grandfather with them through time travel, but Chen Huaian was bound to the "Krypton Gold Cultivation System". When he was being bullied by the sect, a pop-up window popped up: "The first deposit of 6 yuan will give you an SSR Sword Immortal!" He gritted his teeth and paid for breakfast, and in the end he summoned an iceberg beauty who could shave off the leader's beard. "Fellow Taoist, your Immortal Killing Sword... Why is it engraved with VIP+15?" While his opponent was still chanting the incantation, Chen Huaian had already taken out a 648 yuan gift package: "I'm sorry, you can really do whatever you want if you have money."

118 穿 Transmigrate into a Book: Wasteland Cultivation Is No Joke Two BricksSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.5M WordsOngoing 6.9kReads9.0Score630Shelves

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Super nice post-apocalyptic survival novel, highly recommended

123 末 Apocalypse: I Alone Reign Supreme Ink-Stained White RobesSci-Fi & Apocalypse3.9M WordsCompleted 4.8kReads7.9Score337Shelves

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You can read this book! !

124 末 Apocalypse Descends: The Fake-and-Real Heiress Story Falls Apart Ye ZhenzhenSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.3M WordsCompleted 18.8kReads7.8Score1.9kShelves

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Novel with a great heroine! Pure cool writing! No male protagonist! Although some are being serialized, the number of words is enough, so there is a shortage of books to read! Moreover, they are all very imaginative and have different themes. There is always something suitable for you who is a book-hungry person! ! !

128 宿 Dorm Survival: I Was Pulled into the Management Chat Rolling EggsMystery4.5M WordsOngoing 97.4kReads8.9Score8.3kShelves

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"If tomorrow is the end of the world, will you hand the bread in your hand to the crying child, or pull the trigger on him?" The radiation cloud engulfs the last city. Survivors fight for oxygen bottles in the wreckage of civilization. Betraitors exchange friendship for bullets. Awakened people ignite the fire of civilization with flesh and blood. Extreme climate × alien evolution × human life and death book. When morality becomes a luxury product and breathing becomes a curse. This survival paradox across the end of the century. The last person who survived has already died in the first dusk #wastelandsurvival #extremehumanity #civilizationrestart

137 第 The Ninth Special Zone Wei JieUrban6.1M WordsCompleted 253.4kReads9.6Score29.9kShelves

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[Reason for recommendation: A hard-core work that transcends the genre framework] "Section 9" is by no means a simple "kill monsters and upgrades" cool article, but a serious literary variation that combines cyberpunk aesthetics, political thrillers and existential thinking. It tears away the clichéd coat of apocalyptic themes and throws readers into a moral labyrinth where there is no absolute good or evil: when law and morality fail, every choice an individual makes becomes a redefinition of the bottom line of human nature. ——When survival becomes the first law, who can hold the final bottom line in a world where order has collapsed? [Story introduction: Apocalyptic fable in the steel jungle] In the near future, an unknown virus sweeps the world, 90% of human beings are transformed into bloodthirsty monsters, and the civilized order collapses. The only remaining survivors huddle in the "Ninth District" surrounded by high walls. This is not only the last bastion of mankind, but also a arena of power, desire and violence. The protagonist Qin Yu, a former special forces soldier who climbed out of a low-level slum, was involved in the high-level game of the special zone due to a bizarre "gene smuggling case". He had to struggle to survive among the death threats of the zombie siege, the cold-blooded calculations of the plutocratic politicians, and the bloody transactions of the underground black market, and gradually uncovered the shocking conspiracy behind the virus outbreak that shakes the survival of mankind... Micro-social experiment under "Zombie Rising": Using the Special Economic Zone as a microcosm, the author constructs a "new social contract" in which the jungle prevails over the strong. The rich areas use genetic medicine to extend their lifespan, the slums survive by selling organs, and the military maintains resource balance by clearing out "low-value populations"... Each scene is a sharp questioning of the foundation of human civilization. A two-pronged narrative bomb: In the main plot, Qin Yu leads a team of survivors to break through the zombie wave and outwit the powerful; in the hidden plot, the truth about the origin of the virus and the "human eradication plan" gradually emerges like a puzzle. When the two lines intersect at the ending, it brings not only a reversal of the plot, but also a fatal blow to "survivalism". Poetic expression of violent aesthetics: The bloody battle scenes are given an almost religious ceremony-like solemnity: when Qin Yu singles out the mutants in the heavy rain, the slow-motion description of the blade cutting through the rain curtain; the monologue of the poor girl when she voluntarily walks to the "human experiment table" to protect her younger brother... Violence and tenderness are intertwined, forming a soul tremor under the doomsday scene. [Golden Sentence]: > "The high wall of the Special Zone separates zombies and also separates people's hearts." > "What we are fighting is not the virus, but ourselves who want to turn others into zombies." Conclusion: On the ruins of "Ninth District", everyone is a survivor and a judge. If you dare to face the most naked truth about human nature when civilization collapses, this soul-shaking apocalyptic journey is waiting for you.

138 开 Natural Disasters from the Start: I Hoard a Hundred Billion in Supplies and Win by Doing Nothing Cheng JiajiaSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.3M WordsCompleted 82.8kReads9.3Score7.9kShelves

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150 我 My 26-Year-Old Female Tenant Super Big Tank KobeUrban2.1M WordsCompleted 169.6kReads5.8Score19.3kShelves

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### Chapter Summary - **Chapter 1: The Mysterious Tenant**: A 26-year-old young woman rented an old house. She always wears dark clothes and her whereabouts are mysterious. - **Chapter 2: The sound of the piano late at night**: The landlord discovered that the female tenant always played the piano late at night, and the sound of the piano revealed unspeakable sadness. - **Chapter 3: Past events emerge**: Through an unsent letter, the landlord learns about the past events between the female tenant and a deceased musician. - **Chapter 4: The truth is revealed**: The female tenant is actually the widow of a musician. She has been using music to commemorate her lost lover. - **Chapter 5: Coming out of the shadows**: With the help of the landlord, the female tenant gradually came out of the shadows and faced life again. ### The focus of this writing - **Act 1**: Through the perspective of the landlord, describe the mysterious appearance and behavior of the female tenant to create a suspenseful atmosphere. - **Act 2**: The sound of the piano late at night serves as an important clue, hinting at the inner pain of the female tenant. - **Act III**: Through the landlord's kind actions, the warm care between people is shown. --- I stood on the second floor balcony of the old house and watched the young woman in a black trench coat dragging her suitcase into the yard. The March wind was still slightly chilly, blowing her shoulder-length black hair, revealing a side face that was so pale that it was almost transparent. This is the third tenant this year. The first two moved out in a hurry before they could live there for a month. They said there were always strange noises coming from this old house late at night. I don't believe this, I just feel it's a pity - this old house left by my father is too old after all. "Hello, I'm here to look at the house." Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone. I noticed that there were faint green shadows under her eyes, and her whole body was shrouded in a layer of indescribable fatigue. I showed her the room. She seemed particularly interested in the old piano. Her slender fingers gently touched the keys without making any sound. "Just here." She said, "I like it very much." When I signed the contract, I learned that her name was Lin Xia, 26 years old, and a freelance illustrator. In her ID card photo, she had a bright smile, and she looked completely different from now. The first night Lin Xia moved in, I heard the sound of the piano. It was two o'clock in the morning, and I was lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. At first I thought it was an auditory hallucination, until the melody became clearer and clearer - it was Chopin's "Nocturne", played intermittently, but inexplicably heartbreaking. I put on my coat and walked quietly to the second floor. The door of the piano room was ajar, and under the dim lamplight, Lin Xia's back looked particularly thin. She was wearing a white nightdress, her long hair was disheveled, and her fingertips were dancing on the keys. The moonlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching her shadow very long. She didn't notice me. In other words, she was completely immersed in her own world. I saw her shoulders shaking slightly, and the sound of the piano was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, as if she was telling something. Suddenly, a wrong note interrupted the melody, and she stopped suddenly, holding the keys tightly with both hands. I subconsciously took a step back, but accidentally bumped into the door frame. Lin Xia turned around and I saw tears covering her face. At that moment, I seemed to see a broken soul. "Sorry," she quickly wiped away her tears, "did I disturb you?" "No," I shook my head, "it's just... You played very well." She forced a smile, stood up and closed the piano cover. "It's time for me to rest," she said, with an exhaustion I couldn't understand in her voice. From that day on, I often heard the sound of the piano late at night. Sometimes it's classical music, sometimes it's pop music, but without exception, it's all filled with indescribable sadness. I began to pay attention to Lin Xia's daily routine - she hardly went out, relied on takeaways every day, and would only appear in the piano room late at night. Until that rainy day, when I was sorting out my mailbox, I found a letter that had been sent in the wrong way. The recipient is Lin Xia, and the sender says "Xinghai Conservatory of Music". I took the letter and went upstairs, but I heard suppressed crying coming from the piano room. The door was not closed tightly, and I saw Lin Xia kneeling on the ground with a photo album spread out in front of her. In the photo, she was snuggling up to a young man, smiling so happily. The man was wearing a tuxedo and had a grand piano in front of him. "Why... Why did you leave me alone..." She choked, running her fingers over the man's face in the photo. I closed the door gently without disturbing her. That night, I found a piece of news from half a year ago: Chen Mo, a rising pianist, died in a car accident at the age of 28. The man in the accompanying picture is exactly the same person in the photo. --- **The next story may develop along these directions**: - **The Pianist's Legacy**: The old piano in the piano room has a special timbre, suggesting that it was the piano that Chen Mo used during his lifetime - **Unfinished Agreement**: Lin Xia always tore up the drawings in the middle of the painting, implying that she could not complete the last agreement with Chen Mo - **Mysterious Letter**: A letter from Xinghai Conservatory of Music, hinting at an important project that Chen Mo had not completed during his lifetime