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

Wang Wei raised his hand and uttered the option he had already decided on:

"B."

In my previous life, I was a prophet, a beacon for all mankind.

In this life, I am an observer, the final epitaph of humanity.

In his previous life, he chose to foresee the future, but each use of this ability required consuming his lifespan, and the intervals between uses were getting longer and longer.

In the later stages, the interval between predictions became a year, leaving them practically useless on the ever-changing battlefield.

"In this life, I will live for myself," Wang Wei whispered.

In his previous life, after awakening, he immediately warned the higher-ups, allowing countless people to survive the early stages of the catastrophe.

He became a "prophet" and received countless verbal thanks.

That sense of responsibility to save the world drove him to lead the human alliance to defend against the invasion of disaster time and time again.

Unfortunately, this prophet was ultimately abandoned by everyone.

"Without my warning this time, let's see how many of you survived," Wang Wei sneered. "But what does it have to do with me?"

He looked at his new talent—

Safe House (Growth Type)

Rating: SSS

Function: Activating the talent creates an absolutely safe zone within a 100-square-meter area, within which the host is absolutely invincible.

Limitations: Safe houses cannot be moved in real time, have a lifespan of 3 days, and can be used every 3 days.

Details: Safe Houses can be upgraded.

Absolutely invincible!

Wang Wei was startled.

He stared at those four words, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

In his previous life, he risked his life to protect others.

In this life, he lives only for himself!

This ability is perfect.

With a thought, Wang Wei activated his innate talent.

A semi-transparent light curtain instantly enveloped the entire house, then vanished.

The next second, Wang Wei was stunned.

That feeling... is indescribable.

Within this 100-square-meter area, every inch of air is under his control.

He could sense movement on the other side of the wall, detect footsteps in the hallway, and even—

He frowned.

The couple next door are "fighting" on their bed.

Her posture, expression, and breathing rate clearly entered his field of vision.

Inside the safe house, the walls were as if they were empty.

Absolutely invincible—only now did Wang Wei understand the true meaning of those words.

He watched for a moment, and the battle next door ended abruptly after lasting only a few dozen seconds.

With a hint of disdain, Wang Wei turned and left.

The moment I stepped out of the safe house's perimeter, that sense of control vanished instantly.

Wang Wei did not turn around.

There are seven days left until the end of the world.

Even though a safe house is invincible, you still need to have some supplies on hand.

The neighborhood was brightly lit, children were laughing and playing, and the elderly were taking a stroll.

This scene evoked a different feeling in Wang Wei's eyes—seven days later, only death and fear remained here.

Normally, Wang Wei only eats fast food downstairs that costs twenty or thirty yuan.

Tonight, he took a taxi directly to a high-end restaurant in the city center and ordered all the dishes he had been reluctant to order.

A meal costs twenty or thirty thousand.

However, Wang Wei didn't feel the pinch at all—his credit cards, Alipay, and Ant Credit Pay combined probably amounted to hundreds of thousands of yuan.

He wouldn't dare use it recklessly when there was no catastrophe, but now... he might as well use it, since he doesn't have to pay it back anyway.

Wang Wei's hearty eating drew stares from those around him.

At a table not far away, a woman in a long dress curled her lip in disdain: "Nouveau riche, do they even deserve to come to a place like this?"

Wang Wei heard it.

But he didn't look up; he just twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

upstart?

Yes, they are nouveau riche.

He was a prophet for five years in his previous life, and what was his fate in the end?

In this life, he'll be a selfish nouveau riche!

While eating, he used all sorts of loan apps—credit cards, Alipay, and Ant Credit Pay—and amassed over 300,000 yuan.

I didn't dare use it before, afraid I wouldn't be able to pay it back.

Now?

When the end times come, who will remain?

A gust of wind swept away the remaining clouds, and Wang Wei left satisfied after finishing his meal.

Reaching the first floor of the mall, he turned into a mobile phone store and pointed at the counter: "The latest top-of-the-line model, I'll take it."

"Card payment or QR code payment?" the shop assistant greeted us warmly.

After all, men are quite decisive and efficient when buying things.

Installment payment, zero down payment.

"The interest rate is too high..."

"It doesn't matter."

……

A moment later, Wang Wei walked out with a top-of-the-line phone.

Even though the apocalypse is imminent, he is still an ordinary person outside the safe house.

Pre-apocalyptic revelry, this feeling—not bad.

By the time Wang Wei got home, it was already past 10 p.m.

Once Wang Wei entered the safe house area, his sense of control returned.

As Wang Wei felt the changes in his body, his attention was drawn to the conversation between the couple next door—

The couple's conversation was clear to the ear:

"You need to start exercising."

"Nonsense, I'm perfectly healthy."

"Okay, just three minutes?"

"What do you know? The average time for men in our country is one and a half minutes, and I'm already in the very top tier!"

"Keep bragging."

"How could I not know my man?"

"Then what about Old Wang...?"

"Huh? What Old Wang? Explain yourself!"

……

Then came a loud crash.

Wang Wei was listening intently when his expression changed—the man next door was angrily heading towards him.

"It seems I also have the surname Wang..." He was innocently caught in the crossfire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of pounding on the door rang out.

Wang Wei reluctantly opened the door.

"You...you're surnamed Wang, aren't you?!" The man outside the door trembled with anger.

"Yes." Wang Wei nodded. Although they were neighbors, they weren't familiar with each other and rarely greeted each other.

"Come out here!" the man glared.

Wang Wei shook his head: "What is it? Come in and talk."

The man lifted his foot to step in, but suddenly trembled, a strange chill enveloping his entire body, and he abruptly pulled his right foot back.

He looked up and stared at Wang Wei in astonishment.

Wang Wei looked back calmly.

The man stood frozen outside the door for three seconds, then turned and left.

"What did he notice?" Wang Wei squinted.

Before the cataclysm, he wasn't the only one who awakened his talent.

But in my memory, the group of people who awakened early did not include this man next door.

Wang Wei closed the door; the little incident didn't affect his mood.

With seven days left until the disaster, Wang Wei opened his shopping app and began stockpiling goods.

According to my memories from my previous life, in the early stages after the catastrophe, we were bombarded by various extreme weather events.

Wind blades, extreme cold, thunderstorms, blood rain, dust storms... lasted for three whole months.

Even with his early warnings in his previous life, the global population still decreased by 30%.

But most of those who survived the first three months awakened their talents.

The most common effect is localized enhancement of the body, resulting in a surge in speed, strength, and resilience; some people can even petrify or metallize.

Another group of people have mastered elemental abilities.

Wang Wei spent half a day shopping on his phone, and his shopping cart was already filled with over 300,000 yuan worth of goods—which was all he had left.

Prioritize quality over quantity when it comes to resources. Once you get through the first three months, you won't have to worry about basic resources later on.

Based on the delivery schedule, these supplies should all arrive in about three days.

After doing all that, Wang Wei finally lay down on his small bed to rest.

The next morning, Wang Wei was woken up by his cell phone.

I picked it up and saw more than a dozen unread messages.

The caller was his company boss.

Wang Wei answered the phone, and a roaring voice came from the other end:

"Hey, Wang Wei, where are you?"

"Just woke up," Wang Wei replied lazily.

"Just woke up? What time is it? Do you even want to keep this up...?"

"I'm resigning," Wang Wei said, hanging up before the other person could finish speaking.

It's almost the end of the world, why bother going to work?

As far as I can remember, my boss seemed to have kicked the bucket on the very first day of the catastrophe.