My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 130

Ray had already checked the map in advance and knew exactly where the nearest police station was. Not just a precinct–he needed the full station. A small precinct might not have what he needed.

The nearest police station was roughly five kilometers away. He kept his speed at a careful twenty kilometers per hour–after all, five kilometers wasn’t far enough to risk speeding. Visibility was around fifteen to twenty meters, enough to clearly see the road ahead even while driving slowly.

“Left at the next intersection… straight at the following one…”

He muttered directions under his breath, glancing at the cabin temperature. It read zero degrees.

With a sigh, he activated an insulating layer on all the windows except the windshield. Instantly, the temperature inside began

to climb. The windshield had to remain clear for driving, of course.

Within moments, the cabin temperature had risen to ten degrees.

“Turn on the heated seat and blanket…” he murmured to himself.

Perfect. Now, it really wouldn’t be cold.

Of course, it was extremely fuel–intensive.

Ray smiled. Fuel was hardly a concern. A few trips to empty gas stations would ensure he had enough to last for years, even centuries, if he wanted. Better to be prepared beyond measure. The same went for food and water. When it came to resources, he refused to lag behind.

Still, he headed straight to the police station first.

Stepping out of the car, he shivered violently. It felt like walking straight from summer into an ice cave. The wind whipped and howled, sharp and bone–chilling.

He hurried toward the station, careful not to slip on the icy road. His thick gloves protected him even when he braced against the ice, preventing the toxic frost from burning his skin.

The front door was ajar–or so it seemed. Ray pushed, but the door wouldn’t budge. Ice had fused it shut.

He pushed harder, and finally, it gave way. He wasn’t trying to open it fully–just enough to close it behind him. The biting wind instantly receded, replaced by a slight warmth.

A slight warmth, though–without air conditioning or underfloor heating, indoor temperatures still hovered around -30°C. But Ray’s winter gear was sufficient. He could endure twenty, even thirty minutes, comfortably.

He began searching room by room. Empty offices… empty offices… empty reception areas… empty-

Suddenly, he froze.

This room wasn’t empty.

There was a body. Or rather, a corpse that had been gnawed on. The face had been torn off, leaving it unrecognizable, and the chest cavity had been hollowed out, making it impossible to determine gender–yet the waist–hip curve and the remnants of a floral skirt confirmed it: it was a woman.

Cannibalism? That was Ray’s first thought.

But he immediately shook his head. If a human were eating another human, would they gnaw at the face? And the chest cavity- it didn’t look cut with a blade. The flesh and skin were preserved by the freezing temperatures, shaped as if clawed out by some

beast.

A savage predator. A real one.

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Chapter 130

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