Lin Mo struggled to survive in the apocalypse for ten years, only to fall dead at the gates of the fortress he had devoted his heart and soul to, betrayed by the brother he trusted most and torn apart by an endless tide of zombies. Before the chill of death had even faded, he was reborn three months before the Cataclysm Era began! The joy of a second chance was instantly overwhelmed by bone-deep hatred and crushing urgency. Three months! Just ninety days! The sky would turn a blood-dark red, zombies would roam, mutated beasts would roar, civilization would collapse, and humanity would plunge into an abyss of despair. The lesson he had learned through blood and fire in his previous life was simple: survive! No matter the cost! Fortunately, he had not returned empty-handed. The spatial ability he had relied on to survive had followed him back! His starting storage space of ten cubic meters became the only lever he had to change his fate. This time, he would no longer be an ant at the mercy of others. He was a lone wolf who knew the future, a reborn man holding a priceless treasure!
Fortunately, he had not returned empty-handed. The **spatial ability** he had relied on to survive had followed him back! His starting storage space of ten cubic meters became the only lever he had to change his fate. This time, he would no longer be an ant at the mercy of others. He was a lone wolf who knew the future, a reborn man holding a priceless treasure!
