Chapter 14
The massive Hardware Plaza was dead quiet.
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While the rest of the city was tearing itself apart over bread, water, and medicine, nobody had thought to raid the hardware stores yet.
Even if they had, they couldn’t have carried much away. Hardware is heavy. Brutally heavy.
Unless you had a Spatial Superpower, hauling steel beams, industrial generators, and power tools on your back was a suicide mission.
But June’s stolen space? Infinite capacity and permanent freshness. It was a total glitch in the system of the universe.
And right now, Josie was the one holding the controller.
She walked into the center of the cavernous plaza. With her newly Siphoned Tier–1 Metallic power coursing through her veins, she needed raw material. How could she possibly pass this up?
Take it.
Take it all.
Leave absolutely nothing behind.
Josie planted her combat boots on the concrete floor, closed her eyes, and threw her arms wide open. She pushed her Metallic power to the absolute limit.
A low, deep hum began to vibrate through the soles of her feet.
Every single piece of metal in the entire plaza began to rattle, shaking violently on the industrial shelves, resonating under her complete control.
The scene was eerie, unnatural, and utterly terrifying.
There was a reason Metallic was ranked number one among the Ten Core Superpowers. Even a casual flex of a Tier–1 ability looked like the wrath of a god.
‘Mine, Josie whispered, clenching her fists tightly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Everywhere she walked, the hardware vanished into the void.
Aisles that had been packed with tons of heavy equipment just seconds ago were stripped bone–bare. Row after row, the plaza were swallowed by her Spatial Vault.
shelf after shelf, entire blocks of
In the apocalypse, you could survive wearing rags, but metal? You didn’t mess around with metal. It was the backbone of weapons, fortifications, and survival.
osie was in the middle of a massive aisle, pulling thousands of pounds of reinforced steel cables into her space, when a sudden, blistering rush of uperheated air slammed into the back of her neck.
Her ten years of survival instincts screamed.
She didn’t look back. She hit the deck hard, rolling across the concrete just as a thick, roaring pillar of fire scorched the air exactly where her head had been a fraction of a second before.
The heat was intense enough to singe the ends of her hair.
Josie scrambled back to her feet, her hand instantly gripping the hilt of her heavy Legendary Blade. She spun around, her eyes locking onto the threat.
Not thirty feet away, a grotesque, towering Undead was crouched low to the ground, ready to pounce. Its rotting, gray skin was wreathed in dark, trackling flames.
Josie’s heart sank like a stone.
A Tier–1 Undead.
She hadn’t expected them to evolve this early. To make matters infinitely worse, it was a Pyro–the absolute, ultimate counter to her Metallic Manipulation.
Basic Undead were a joke. They were just slow, fragile, brainless piles of rotting meat. As long as a survivor didn’t panic, even a teenager with a baseball
bat could cave a Basic Undead’s skull in.
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But a Tier–1 Undead was a completely different nightmare.
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Their bodies became rigid, their muscle density hardening like petrified wood. Their skin turned an ashen blue, their fangs elongated, and they moved with terrifying, predatory speed.
Worse, some of them mutated to possess elemental abilities that mirrored human Supers
To: Norm facing a Tier–1 was a guaranteed death sentence. You were just a free, screaming meal.
These monsters still lacked true intelligence, operating purely on savage instinct. And right now, this Pyro Undead’s glowing red eyes were locked dead ozzo Josie
It could smell her. The sweet, intoxicating, energy–rich scent unique to human Supers A hungry, guttural rattle echoed in its ruined throat, a thick glob of black saliva dripping from its fangs and sizzling as it hit the concrete.
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