In a university classroom.
"Renault, Renault? Are you here?"
The middle-aged teacher on the podium held a list of names, calling out.
"Here!"
Renault habitually stood up, waved his hand towards the podium, and then sat down.
He rubbed his slightly dizzy head, still not quite understanding what was going on.
After a long time, Renault suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation: **he had been reborn!** He had returned to his student days!
Renault, a Gold-level Evolver, wasn’t considered particularly strong three years into the apocalypse; in fact, he was somewhat insignificant.
But now, he had returned to modern society, back to the time before the apocalypse began!
Renault pulled out his phone and checked the time.
"March 14th, 2021, 2:43 PM."
His pupils shrank suddenly. This was the last day before the apocalypse!
That meant that at noon tomorrow, the apocalypse would officially begin!
Only those who had experienced the apocalypse would understand its horrors. Eighty percent of the global population turned into man-eating zombies, and even normally docile animals evolved into fierce and terrifying creatures!
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took several deep breaths, and finally managed to calm his inner fear.
With three years of apocalyptic memories, Renault realized that surviving before the apocalypse began was his main priority!
**Ding!** The bell rang, signaling the start of a break.
Renault stood up and glanced around at his classmates, then fixed his gaze on the last row.
He walked over to the boy sitting there and said, "Chen Yi, after class, stock up on as much food and water as you can. Trust me, you’ll thank me later."
Without waiting for the boy’s confused response, he walked straight out of the classroom.
Renault immediately returned to his dormitory and used the money he had saved from part-time jobs to order supplies online.
He bought a sharpened **Zhanmadao** (horse-slaying sword), enough dry food for a week, an outdoor jacket, and more.
Clearing out his bank balance, he lay on his bed, thoughts racing through his mind.
Who would’ve thought? I get to live again. This time, Renault vowed he wouldn’t be as miserable as in his previous life!
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**Ding! Apocalypse Check-in System Loading... Binding Successful!**
Host: Renault
Level: Black Iron 1st Level
Strength: 6
Speed: 5
Constitution: 5
Spirit: 8
Free Attribute Points: 0
Talent: None
Skills: None
Experience: 0/10
Renault was momentarily stunned. After confirming the system’s voice wasn’t an illusion, he became excited once again!
**This is my golden finger after being reborn?!**
He composed himself and quietly said, "System, explain your functions."
**Ding! The host can check in daily on the system's check-in panel. Each check-in will provide a random item!**
So that’s how it works! Renault’s excitement grew, knowing he could check in today!
The check-in panel showed a series of small boxes, with the top-left box indicating it was ready for a check-in.
**Check in!**
**Ding! Check-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining Inferior Muscle Enhancement Serum!**
Inferior Muscle Enhancement Serum: Enhances muscle cells by slightly increasing the number of active factors. Produced in the year 2747!
Note: Inferior serums have a 30% chance of failure, depending on the user’s physical condition. Please inject with caution!
**Serum? Enhancement?**
Renault stared at the blue syringe before him, filled with a red liquid.
The red and blue contrast was strikingly vivid.
"Screw it, do or die!"
Without much hesitation, Renault grabbed the syringe and injected it into his body. Soon, the serum was fully injected into him.
A warm current spread from his heart. He could feel the warmth quickly filling every corner of his body!
"Hot..."
Renault hurriedly took off his two layers of clothing and grabbed a bottle of water from his bedside table, drinking it in one gulp.
After finishing the drink, his body gradually returned to normal.
After what felt like an eternity, Renault heard another prompt in his ear.
**Ding! Injection of the Inferior Muscle Enhancement Serum successful. Host’s attributes have been increased!**
He wiped the sweat from his face and opened the system panel again.
Host: Renault
Level: Black Iron 1st Level
Strength: 16
Speed: 15
Constitution: 15
Spirit: 10
Free Attribute Points: 0
Talent: None
Skills: None
Experience: 0/10
Renault looked at his stats. His strength, speed, and constitution had each increased by ten points, while his spirit had increased by two.
"Phew, I made it through. This should improve my survival chances a bit."
He did 40 push-ups in place, then exhaled deeply, feeling a growing sense of security.
After exercising to the point of breaking a light sweat, Renault looked at the dark night outside and headed into the bathroom.
Taking a hot shower in the apocalypse was a luxury beyond measure.
Renault hadn’t bathed in hot water in three years.
As he felt the hot water pouring down on him, he thought that tonight’s life was particularly pleasant.
After his shower, he received a message on his phone: his three dormmates had gone to a nearby bar and wouldn’t be back tonight.
Everyone lives their own life. After experiencing three years of the apocalypse, Renault had long since stopped caring about social niceties.
Renault lay down on his bed and drifted off to sleep.
...
The next morning, Renault was awakened by his phone ringing. It was already 10 AM!
Seeing the time on the screen jolted him awake instantly. He quickly ran downstairs to pick up his package deliveries.
There were many packages, containing weapons, food, and gear.
After an hour of sorting, Renault finally had everything organized.
He picked up the **Zhanmadao** he had ordered. It was crafted using a special process and weighed a full 40 pounds!
The four-foot-long handle might seem oversized for an ordinary person, but for Renault, it was perfect.
In his previous life, Renault had relied on two Zhanmadaos to carve a bloody path through hordes of zombies.
Now, with his enhanced strength, lifting the 40-pound sword with one hand was effortless.
"Sigh, if only I’d bought two."
Renault stood in the dorm, wielding the Zhanmadao with one hand, executing a series of slashing moves.
A satisfied smile finally appeared on his face. This sword was worth every penny—definitely a win!
**Ding ding ding...**
The alarm went off, freezing Renault’s smile. His gaze became cold and serious.
The alarm meant noon was approaching—the apocalypse was about to begin!