Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 499

Chapter 499: Chapter 499: The Event Ends, Reclaiming Land

Crystal Lynn nodded vigorously. Tears finally streamed down her cheeks, but there was a smile on her face.

Dexter Luther was also moved as he watched from the side. He scratched his head, chuckled, and deliberately adopted a lighthearted tone. "Hey, Crystal, don’t cry! We’re homeowners now—no, wait, we’re *Shelter*-owners. This is a happy occasion, what’s there to cry about?"

He made Crystal Lynn laugh. Wiping her tears, she shot him a glare. "Who’s crying? These are happy tears!"

—

That night, everyone slept soundly.

The temperature inside the Shelter was always pleasant. There was no scorching heat from outside, no constant threat of danger—only the soft black earth and the gentle light overhead.

This was the most peaceful night’s sleep they’d had since the Disaster Game began.

But early the next morning, Dexter Luther was the first one to jump to his feet.

"Nope, nope, can’t get lazy now!" he said, rubbing his hands together as he paced around the Shelter. "There are still so many unopened Treasure Chests out there! And Player Keys!

We may have a Shelter, but you can never have too many supplies!"

Matthew Dawson climbed to his feet and chimed in with a yawn, "He’s right. Even if we don’t use a Player Key ourselves, we can trade it later.

Who knows, we might be able to trade it for something really good."

Crystal Lynn was in a corner, holding Freya and speaking softly to her little sister.

Freya blinked her big eyes, looking around the unfamiliar space with curiosity. "Sister," she whispered, "is this our home?"

Crystal Lynn smiled and nodded. "Yes, it’s our home. I have to go out for a little while. Can you be a good girl and stay here?"

Freya nodded obediently.

Crystal Lynn kissed her forehead, then stood up, her expression hardening with resolve.

Sean Chandler was silently stretching, clearly also prepared to head out.

Watching her teammates, the corners of Seraphina Sullivan’s lips lifted into a slight smile.

’With the Shelter as a safety net, everyone’s mindset is clearly different.’

’Before, we were just fighting to survive. Now, it’s ’grab what we can, retreat if we can’t, and put our lives first’.’ 𝗳𝒓𝗲𝕖𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝔬𝘷𝐞𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝗆

’This is how it should be.’

...

For the remainder of the event, the group continued to search for supplies in the ruins.

Without the constant pressure of survival, they were actually more efficient.

Dexter Luther opened two more Treasure Chests and found some useful items.

Matthew Dawson got lucky and found a Player Key.

Crystal Lynn found some seeds in a Treasure Chest and excitedly prepared to start a farm in the Shelter.

Time flew by in this busy and fulfilling rhythm.

Until—

The System’s voice rang out in the minds of all Players simultaneously:

[DING—!]

[The limited-time annual event has concluded!]

[Thank you to all Players for your active participation. We hope you all had fun!]

Seraphina Sullivan, who had been searching through the ruins, stopped in her tracks and narrowed her eyes.

’The event is over.’

But the System’s voice didn’t stop.

[DING! As the event concludes, a bonus announcement for all Players—]

[The next dungeon is: Trial Dungeon.]

[Special Note: For this Trial Dungeon, all surviving Players will enter the same dungeon world.]

[All Players, please prepare accordingly.]

Hearing this announcement—

Seraphina Sullivan’s heart skipped a beat.

’A Trial Dungeon.’

’All Players entering the same one.’

Countless images from the last Trial Dungeon flashed through her mind.

The frenzied days and nights in the Zombie Kingdom, the silhouettes of the Divine Favored, the murderous intent lurking in the shadows, and...

...the intervention of the Divine.

Dexter Luther didn’t say anything. He just scrubbed his hands over his face, then looked up and forced a smile that looked uglier than a sob. 𝚏𝐫𝙚𝓮𝗐𝑒𝓫𝗻𝒐𝓿𝖊𝕝.𝒸𝓸𝙢

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