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Mallory is a self-proclaimed queen of laziness who wakes up one day to find herself in a world overrun by zombies. Fortunately, her apartment seems to have a mind of its own—and it’s evolving. From providing unlimited snacks to generating electricity and even sprouting a dimensional elevator, her cozy haven keeps her safe and comfortable while others struggle to survive outside.

But when her evolving apartment drags her into alternate realities, Mallory must reluctantly become the “hero” of bizarre worlds, from candy-coated kingdoms to high-tech dystopias. Armed with her magical Staff of Lazula, which lets her achieve greatness with minimal effort, Mallory stumbles into one comedic escapade after another. Whether she's outsmarting sorceresses or surviving talking gummy bears, Mallory proves that you don’t need to be a go-getter to be a hero—just really, really good at being lazy.

Join Mallory and her apartment in an adventure that no one expected!

The Lazy Chronicles: Apartment of the Apocalypse

The underground tunnels stretched endlessly before them, dimly lit by bioluminescent mushrooms and flickering torches placed at odd intervals. The air was thick with dampness, carrying the scent of ancient decay and something metallic—rust, perhaps, as the Oracle's name suggested.

Mallory led the group forward, clutching the key tightly in her hand. It pulsed with an almost imperceptible warmth, as if reacting to their progress.

Behind her, Greg was still muttering under his breath. "I can't believe we just got accepted into a cult because our pet slime has the appetite of a cosmic horror."

Elara smirked. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

Greg threw his hands up. "Of course, it's a bad thing! The last time I checked, cults don't usually end well for the people who get involved with them."

Chapter 121:The Oracle of Rust