I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

After finishing his rant, Fatty Li took out an account book from a hidden compartment in the counter.

We absolutely must have this money!

Most of Fatty Li's funds have been loaned out.

Every penny we can recover now is a penny we can get back.

Normally, 200 million might not be much to Fatty Li.

But now that the apocalypse is approaching, Fatty Li wants to recover all his funds as much as possible.

"Apocalyptic safe house!" Fatty Li whispered.

He wants to build an indestructible safe house!

"I was able to know about the global catastrophe in advance and awaken my innate ability," Fatty Li said with a smug look on his face.

Isn't this definitely the main character?

But when he thought about his own abilities, Fatty Li's expression suddenly became somewhat conflicted.

His ability to enhance specific areas... makes his second brother an unstoppable force.

Although he liked it very much, it seemed useless in the face of the apocalypse!

"Forget it, let's collect the debts first!"

Fatty Li immediately started calling for reinforcements.

A short while later, a group of henchmen rushed to the grocery store.

Fatty Li stood in front of the grocery store counter, holding an account book in his hand.

"Ah Long, Ah Hu." He beckoned to the two burly men who had just entered. "You two, arrange for a few of your men to go and urge them one by one to the addresses of these people on the list."

A bald man with a face full of scars took the list, glanced at it, and said, "Fatty, these haven't expired yet."

"I know," Fatty Li said in a deep voice, "This time, we only need the principal, not the interest."

"What?" The bald man was somewhat shocked.

After all, their line of work relies on high interest rates.

"The situation is special, I'll explain it to you later."

After saying that, Fatty Li turned to another tall, thin man wearing glasses: "Glasses, go and prepare some 'weapons' just in case. But remember, the main purpose is to get money, not to cause trouble."

"Understood, Fatty." Glasses pushed up his glasses, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

After his underlings left one by one, Fatty Li took Wang Wei's property certificate out of the drawer and stuffed it into his handbag.

"Ah Long, Ah Hu, you two come with me." Fatty Li wanted to find Wang Wei himself.

In Jiangnan City, Wang Wei was the first person to dare to mock him like that.

Fatty Li decided to personally teach him a lesson.

The three got into a black SUV. Fatty Li sat in the back seat, his eyes fixed on the street scenes rushing past the window.

Although he knew that a global catastrophe was imminent, he did not know the exact timing.

Maybe a month, a week, or even tomorrow.

After much deliberation, Fatty Li dialed a number.

"Hey, contact someone and upgrade my villa now."

"Stop talking nonsense, start construction right now."

"An extra thousand yuan for each person's hard work. It needs to be installed by tomorrow, and it needs the highest level of reinforcement!"

"........."

Ah Long, who was driving, and Ah Hu, who was in the passenger seat, were a little confused. After Fatty Li finished his call, Ah Long cautiously asked, "Brother Fatty, what happened?"

Fatty Li looked at the two of them and hesitated for a moment.

"It's alright. Safety comes first in our line of work."

Fatty Li ultimately did not reveal the truth.

The impending catastrophe and the awakening of one's own innate abilities are all too astonishing.

Even if you tell me, they might not believe it.

That damned Wang Wei is a perfect example!

Besides, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

If I were to tell the whole story, I might be treated like a lunatic and put to study.

At this point, it's safest to play it safe.

Soon, Li Pangzi and his two companions arrived at Xingfu Residential Area and rushed straight to the east-facing apartment on the seventh floor.

At this moment, three women were standing at the door of Wang Wei's house—Qian Mengxun, Lin Nan, and Chu Lian.

Unable to contact Wang Wei, they all showed up at his door, staring at each other with eyes like knives.

When Fatty Li and his men walked over, the three women turned their heads at the same time.

On the other side, Wang Wei was lying on the sofa in his luxurious new home, scrolling through his phone.

With only two days left until the arrival of the descent, more and more people are awakening, and all sorts of demons and monsters will emerge.

He had made up his mind not to go out anymore and to wait for the disaster to strike.

Wang Wei kept refreshing the trending topics list, trying to see if any news had come out.

After all, not everyone can remain calm.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as he predicted.

A video quickly climbed to the top of Douyin's trending list.

A blogger claiming to be the "seventh generation successor of Tongbei Quan" uploaded a video showing him breaking a steel wrench with his bare hands.

"I've mastered it! Who says traditional martial arts are no good!" The man in the video was beaming with excitement.

He placed the steel wrench he had prepared in advance on the table, propping up one end with an iron block.

"Ha!" The older brother suddenly slammed his hand on the middle of the wrench.

Click—

The steel wrench was split in two as if it were made of paper.

"Awesome!"

"Holy crap, is this for real?"

"A prop?"

"If you're so capable, participate in a slapping contest!"

"....."

Numerous netizens left comments below the video.

However, there were many skeptics.

The blogger took advantage of the buzz and started a live stream.

"Dear friends, I am a genuine successor of Tongbei Quan (a style of Chinese martial arts)."

"With that kind of force application, it looks like there's nothing at all."

"Once it gets in, it'll be inside the chest."

To dispel netizens' doubts, the blogger simply took out an iron pot.

Clang, clang, the wrench struck the iron pot, producing a crisp metallic clang.

Then, the man clenched his fist, pointed his middle finger, and smashed it directly into the center of the iron pot.

"Snap."

The iron pot was smashed so hard that a finger-sized hole was punched in it.

Holy crap!

"Are you serious?"

"This is truly an iron pot!"

"........."

Tens of thousands of people flooded into the live stream room instantly, and all sorts of gifts filled the screen.

"It should be physical enhancement," Wang Wei judged the blogger's abilities.

However, the guy's live stream was suddenly interrupted, and his account was banned.

"External forces intervened," Wang Wei said, not at all surprised.

According to memories from his previous life, some of those who awakened early held important positions, and the higher-ups should already know some of the inside information.

He was also curious—how would they cope if they didn't have their own premonitions in this life?

In his previous life, thanks to Wang Wei's accurate prediction, a global warning was issued seven days in advance, and the Human Alliance was quickly established, summoning all the awakened ones.

The alliance also became the main force in fighting the disaster!

"This life... should also have warnings, right?" Wang Wei cut open the grilled steak and took a sip of red wine.

However, even if we issue a warning now, it will be too late and may even trigger panic.

With only two days left, the supermarket's supplies were simply insufficient.

And things turned out exactly as Wang Wei had predicted.

That evening, the television station's emergency channel suddenly interrupted its broadcast with news.

The host, with a serious expression, announced: "We have received instructions from higher authorities that extreme weather and geological activity may occur globally in the near future. We urge the public to stock up on at least two weeks' worth of food and water, avoid unnecessary outings, and keep communication channels open..."

The warning was issued, but the wording was cautious and did not mention "apocalypse".

The internet instantly erupted in a frenzy, with speculation running rampant.

Wang Wei turned off the TV and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to overlook the city's night view.

The lights were dazzling, but undercurrents were surging.

The awakened should be summoned soon; the wealthy have their own sanctuaries.

The vast majority of ordinary people remain unaware, believing it to be just an unusual celestial phenomenon.

Two days.

Only two days left.

Outside the window, an unnatural dark gray tinged the distant sky.

Wang Wei raised his glass and whispered into the deepening grayness:

"Welcome to...the new world."