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The world is dying—storms rage, the ground cracks, and civilization is in ruins. Survival is uncertain, but Dr. James isn’t just another desperate survivor. He has a Technology System—one that grants him blueprints, tools, and knowledge far beyond human understanding.

Stranded on an island, he builds in secret while the world tears itself apart. Rival survivors fight for power, governments scramble for control, but James?

He’s preparing for something they’d never expect.

Because survival isn’t his true goal.

And when the time comes, the world will realize too late—he was never meant to stay.

Doomday Engineer

The bunker was silent when we returned, but the air was heavy with tension. The three new survivors shuffled inside, their faces pale from the cold and exhaustion. The wounded man, barely able to stand, leaned on the woman for support.

I motioned for Daniel to close the door behind us. The thick metal sealed shut with a deep clunk, cutting off the howling wind outside.

Lily peeked out from behind one of the supply crates, her wide eyes flicking between me and the strangers. The others—people we had worked hard to protect—looked uncertain.

Ray stepped forward, arms crossed. His voice was calm, but edged with steel.

I met his gaze. "Leaving them out there would've been a death sentence."

A few murmurs of agreement rippled through the group, but others weren't convinced.

"Death sentence for us too if we take in too many mouths to feed," someone muttered.

I raised a hand. "I get it. Resources are tight. But we don't turn away people who need help—not unless we want to become the kind of people we're fighting against."

Ray exhaled sharply but didn't argue. Instead, he turned his attention to the new arrivals.

The woman helped lower the injured man onto a makeshift cot. "Holly," she said. She gestured to the man beside her. "That's Ethan. And him—" she motioned to the last survivor, a lean guy who looked barely out of his twenties—"That's Sam."

Ethan groaned as he shifted, his wound still bleeding through his jacket.

"Daniel," I said, "get the medical kit."

As he moved to grab it, Holly took a deep breath. "Look, I get why you're hesitant. We would be too. But we didn't come here to take—we just need a chance to fight back."

Ray narrowed his eyes. "Fight back against who?"

Sam answered this time, his voice low. "A group. They call themselves the Black Ravagers. Raiders, slavers—whatever you wanna call them. We escaped, but they'll come looking."

Sam hesitated. "At least twenty. More, if they're gathering forces."

The room fell silent. Twenty was too many for a direct fight—not without better defenses.

Ray was the first to break the silence. "We need to prepare. Now."

New Task Generated: Defend the Bunker

Objective: Fortify defenses before hostiles arrive.

Reward: Tactical Auto-Turret Blueprint.

I exhaled slowly. If I played this right, we might just have a fighting chance.

But this wasn't just about survival anymore.

Things are heating up! A new enemy, a growing group, and a tough decision ahead. How should James fortify the bunker? Would you trust these new survivors? Let me know your thoughts!

Chapter 35 – Tensions in the Cold