Chapter 121

A Week Later

Karl's apartment remained a haven amidst the chaos of the storm. While other residents struggled with failing heaters, dwindling food supplies, and the biting cold that seeped through their poorly insulated walls, his unit was a stark contrast. The temperature inside was warm and comfortable, the shelves were stocked with food, and the faint smell of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air.

This wasn't mere luck. It was all thanks to Karl.

Sitting on the couch, he scrolled through the interface of his power. The glowing panel that only he could see displayed a list of skills to change common sense, which now he think it is useless.

Jane walked in from the kitchen, carrying two steaming mugs. She placed one in front of Karl and kept the other for herself, sinking into the chair opposite him.