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Rewrite the Apocalypse dream (by Dee Cari) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Level 14 Storage Space

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After dinner, the busy hum of productivity filled the temporary base as everyone shifted into their designated tasks for the night. Will walked over to Jake, gesturing toward the edge of the perimeter where their reinforced shipping structures sat. “Hey Jake, can you use your metal ability to help renovate some of these containers? We need to optimize the storage and fortify the walls before the winter freezes hit.” Jake nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and headed out into the cool autumn air to start reshaping the steel.

Meanwhile, Jolie and Briggs sat down together at a long wooden table inside the courtyard tent. They meticulously worked on a detailed supply list that Sergeant Noah Park and Private Virginia Yosh had put together, cross-referencing their new warehouse haul to see exactly how much winter gear and bulk grocery, foods could be distributed to the base personnel.

The rest of the team gathered on the plush couches to focus entirely on their growth. Taking large handfuls of the level-one zombie cores they had harvested at the canning factory, they began the grueling, vibrating process of absorbing the raw energy to push their base stats even higher.

With the base securely running itself, Joanna finally slipped away from the chatter. She walked down into her quiet, heavily fortified underground bunker, navigating the concrete corridors until she settled into a secluded corner room. The air down here was perfectly still and silent.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Joanna pulled out some fresh peaches grown in her space along with the rejuvenation spring water to keep her strength up. She knew absorbing the gems slowly was key to advancing her storage space. It currently sat at a level 13, a number higher than anything she could have imagined in her wildest dreams.

Over the next three hours, Joanna slowly absorbed emeralds, gold, jade, rubies, and diamonds, letting the dense, pure minerals dissolve into raw spatial essence. She paused when she needed to, taking a bite of a sweet peach or a sip of spring water, but stayed completely focused on her breathing. Halfway through the grueling session, she could tell her space leveled up from the profound shift in her mental consciousness. She didn’t stop to check the new dimensions; she just kept going, pushing herself forward.

Joanna finished her last emerald and breathed a sigh of relief. As she exhaled, she could feel her consciousness expanding outward, filling the quiet bunker room with an almost physical pressure. Her core energy level had completely solidified, anchoring her level-fourteen stats with a pristine, unshakable foundation.

The chaotic, volatile strain she used to feel was entirely gone. She knew with absolute certainty that teleporting would not drain her like it did in Eldon. The grueling, high-frequency spatial jumps that used to leave her gasping for air would now be as effortless as taking a step forward.

“Finished your gems for the night?” Julian asked, his voice smooth and low in the quiet underground room.

Joanna stretched her arms a little, a genuine, relaxed smile breaking across her face. “Yes. It leveled up to

Level 14.”

Julian’s breath caught slightly in his throat. She was his leader, his mentor, and his friend. But in the dim light of the bunker, he couldn’t deny how breathtakingly beautiful she looked when she smiled that rare, unguarded smile. The sharp, untouchable persona she usually maintained for the team completely slipped away, leaving behind a raw, captivating warmth.

He closed the distance between them, stepping out of the shadows with a lazy, confident stride. He leaned into her, his posture turning distinctly seductive as his voice got low and rough. “Level 14?” He murmured,

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Chapter 192 Level 14 Storage Space

his dark eyes locking onto hers. “Can I see it?”

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Jorma sighed as their breaths mingled together, the sudden proximity causing her heart to start beating faster. Without a word, she reached out and grabbed his wrist. In a fraction of a second, a sharp flash of spatial light enveloped them.

They materialized instantly inside the bright, tranquil expanse of her personal pocket dimension. When they stepped toward the storage area, both were amazed by the warehouse where the supplies went. It had easily doubled in size and height. Instead of a warehouse, it was now a colossal, towering structure stretching high into the pristine sky, capable of holding an unimaginable volume of goods. They walked past it toward the rear courtyard, noticing the steaming hot spring had gotten a little larger, its crystal-clear waters bubbling gently against newly formed smooth stone banks.

Joanna looked around, a faint expression of confusion settling on her features. “I feel different, but other than the warehouse and the hot spring, I don’t notice a lot of change.”

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