My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31

In full–auto mode, emptying a magazine was unbelievably fast. Within moments, the barrel grew scorching hot.

Ray swapped guns and kept going.

He “played” like this for five straight hours, burning through nearly 40,000 dollars. That meant he had collected 20,000 rounds of ammunition.

If he could master firing with precision through his alternate–dimension space, that would be enough to kill 20,000 targets.

Exaggerated? Maybe.

Ray stopped not because he was satisfied, but because even with earplugs, five continuous hours of gunfire left his head buzzing. Each shot’s recoil slammed into his shoulder socket until it ached.

He decided to rest tomorrow. The day after that, he would find a new shooting range to collect more bullets.

He couldn’t fixate on just one range.

Although this was a wilderness gun range, and it was “normal” for bullets fired into the mud to disappear, missing with all 20,000 rounds… forget it. Better not attract suspicion.

The apocalypse was still more than two months away.

That night, Ray returned to his rented apartment.

Someone had splashed feces all over his door.

No need to think–this had to be the work of the Cameron family.

He went to property management to check the surveillance footage, but this time the Cameron family had gotten smarter. They had first covered the camera with a bag from a blind spot before committing the act.

And since the cameras didn’t capture who covered the lens, there was no way they could record who threw the filth.

This was open, shameless rogue behavior.

Ray sneered. He called the police immediately. Finding the “culprit” was, of course, a job for professionals. Then he went to the neighbor living directly below the Cameron family and gave them a sum of money, asking them to do just one thing–install a ceiling–shaking device.

After that, the family temporarily moved into a hotel.

What was a “ceiling–shaking device“?

Just as the name suggested–it shook the floor above. Once it started pounding in the middle of the night, even the deepest sleeper would be jolted awake. It could connect to Wi–Fi and be controlled remotely by phone.

Ray smiled. Starting tonight, the Cameron family would never sleep well again.

Chapter 31

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He didn’t let this incident slow him down. He continued trading stocks and storing meals as usual.

Just three days later, the Cameron family couldn’t hold out anymore. Through property management, they contacted Ray, expressed their willingness to compensate him, and had his front door professionally cleaned.

Ray’s life was extremely monotonous.

Stock trading. Training. Storing food. Collecting bullets. Purchasing supplies. Everything moved forward in an orderly fashion.

He also set aside a full day to go into the wilderness to practice using his otherworldly storage space’s portal for attacks.

What he trained was accuracy.

How to make the bullets flying out from the portal hit their targets precisely.

After wasting about a thousand rounds, he achieved 100% accuracy within 2 meters, 90% accuracy within 5 meters, and 60% accuracy within 10 meters.

He didn’t continue, because bullets were relatively precious–not because of price, but because they were hard to collect. Senna City only had a few shooting ranges. If he wanted more, he would have to go out of town.

Meanwhile, the compound bow he had ordered had arrived.

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