Not long after Seraphina Sullivan left, she had no idea that back in the auto repair shop, Summer Lynn was slowly opening her eyes in the backseat of the SUV, staring in the direction she’d gone with a complicated expression...
When the tall silhouette of the tower crane came into view, Seraphina Sullivan’s tense nerves finally began to unwind.
She looked up at this temporary "home" and suddenly felt a powerful sense of homecoming.
’From now on, I’m not leaving unless I absolutely have to.’
She vowed to herself as she climbed the tower’s ladder, ’I’m staying right here until this instance is over.’
Once Seraphina Sullivan was finally back in the familiar operator’s cabin with the hatch locked behind her, she collapsed onto the soft cushions, completely relieved.
By now, her Space was filled with all sorts of supplies: piles of military-grade canned goods, compressed biscuits, bottled water, and even the shelving units and medical supplies she had swiped. It was more than enough for her to live comfortably for the remainder of the instance.
Seraphina Sullivan first slept soundly. When she awoke, she looked out from the tower crane’s window, gazing down upon all of Eldoria Town.
In the days that followed, no matter how many Players she saw darting through the town or how loud the sounds of fierce battles grew, she remained steadfast in her high-altitude fortress, refusing to come down from the tower.
But Seraphina Sullivan was not idle.
With a secure stockpile of supplies, she began to boldly use her [Clothes Making] Skill, experimenting freely with all sorts of material combinations.
"I have plenty of materials anyway. It’s a good chance to get some practice," she muttered to herself, pulling the remains of parasitic Aberrations, metal parts, and special fabrics she had collected from her Space.
What surprised her most were the clothes she made from the parasitic Aberration material.
They actually stretched and morphed like living things, ultimately forming a snug, dark black windbreaker.
[Parasitic Windbreaker]
Effect One: Carnivorous Self-Healing (The windbreaker can repair any damage by consuming flesh and blood).
Ability Two: Increases the wearer’s reaction speed by 10%.
Ability Three: Has a deterrent effect on low-level insects, preventing them and other parasitic creatures from getting close.
"This is incredible..." Seraphina Sullivan stared at the pitch-black windbreaker, unable to believe that clothes like this could be made from a parasitic Aberration.
She stroked the faintly writhing texture on the suit’s surface. Although the sensation was unsettling, its effects were undeniably amazing.
Especially its three distinct abilities,
In the days that followed, she continued to make clothes using the materials she had found.
This allowed her to create several more peculiar garments.
And the effects of these clothes would prove useful in specific situations.
[Metal Fiber Bulletproof Vest] (Made with metal hardware + bulletproof fibers)
[Fireproof Overall Suit] (Made with fire station fabric + special coating)
[Disguise Cloak] (Slightly changes color to match the environment)
After completing each piece, she carefully tested its effects before sorting it and storing it away.
In future instances, these special garments could very well be the key to her survival.
Occasionally, Seraphina Sullivan would think of Summer Lynn, her brother, and Nicholas Jensen, wondering if they were still alive.
But she would quickly shake her head and push such pointless worries aside. In the Doomsday Game, it was hard enough just to take care of yourself.
On the morning of the tenth day of the Parasite Apocalypse, the system’s notification sound rang out right on schedule:
[Instance Mission Complete]
[Main Mission—Survive Ten Days: Achieved]
[Ding! Acquired EXP +200]
[Ding! Survival Game - Alien Apocalypse - Instance Concluded!]
[Ding! Worker Talent - Stealing Master Agreement - Ability Activated!]
In the next instant, Seraphina’s vision blurred, and she found herself back in her small apartment in the real world.


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