World Evolution Apocalypse: I Possess The Extraction Ability

Soon, the buses drove out from the parking lot and continued on their path to Newark. Since they were following a specific route, they didn’t encounter any of the other monstrosities that inhabited the city.

They easily reached the border of Jersey City, then rode into Newark.

Now back in his hometown, Leon took a deep breath, inhaling fresh air as he stood on the lead bus.

His heart hammered against his ribs in anticipation. Instead of driving straight to the Newark Camp, he directed the buses toward the neighborhood where he had grown up.

Their pace slowed, as he occasionally stopped to look at familiar structures still standing despite the ruined order of the world.

At some point, he asked everyone to stop while he ventured alone. Miguel stubbornly followed him, though.

"Boss, so this was where you lived? Doesn’t that mean you were a rich kid?"

Leon snorted. "Rich kid? Sure, I was that for a while before my father left."

Miguel’s smile dimmed. "Damn. That must have been a crappy experience."

"Well, at least he left the house for us."

Leon paused in front of a large abandoned school building in the area, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"I used to attend this school. It looks so different now."

He quietly turned away from the building and continued moving around. Occasionally, he’d pause to reminisce about small sweet shops or restaurants that were now partially dilapidated or completely buried in rubbles.

After a few minutes of walking, they finally stopped at a luxurious building standing in a line of other fine houses.

Leon stood at the gate, his expression tight. Miguel remained silent behind him, wisely choosing not to say anything.

After almost a full minute of staring at the black gate, Leon finally opened it and stepped into the compound. His blonde subordinate curiously followed him.

Leon glanced at the overgrown garden at the side, comparing it to how it looked a few months ago.

The difference was obvious. He continued walking.

Eventually, he stopped at the front door of the house and pushed it open. The silence from the inside seemed deafening.

With a tense expression, he walked inside the living room. A wave of nostalgia hit him, and he involuntarily muttered,

"Home..."

The living room was just like he remembered, but had obviously been abandoned for a while. He didn’t stop there.

Even before he knew what he was doing, his legs already took him to a room he longed to enter, yet felt hesitant to enter.

’Clara...’

He desperately wished she could just jump on him as soon as he opened the door—like old times.

However, deep down in his heart, he knew. No one was in the building. A weary sigh escaped his lips and he pushed open the door.

The room was a bright shade of pink, almost stinging to the eyes.

Miguel immediately realized it was a girl’s room and wisely remained outside. He didn’t want to offend Leon by accidentally touching anything in the room out of curiosity.

Leon entered the room alone, his gaze pausing on the wardrobe. It was open, and he could see that clothes had been hastily packed out from it.

’Clara...’

He picked up a ridiculously large top from the ground—one that obviously didn’t belong to a female. It had belonged to Leon’s father, passed down to him.

Clara had simply claimed it for herself, insisting that it was the coolest thing an elder brother could do for their younger sibling. Leon obviously didn’t believe it, but had to let go of the cloth since she remained persistent.

Now, looking at the cloth again, he couldn’t help but imagine her wearing it. The thought alone made him smile.

’So she left the house after the apocalypse started, huh?’

Holding the cloth in one hand, he approached her desk and opened a drawer. It was empty.

He immediately closed it and opened another. Dozens of undergarments were packed there, and he was stunned by the sheer amount.

’Did she ever have this much?’

Just as he prepared to close the drawer, he paused. A thought crossed his mind, and he began to rummage through the panties with a serious expression. Soon, he unearthed a pink diary from underneath the garments.

Without hesitation, he flipped it open and began to read. His heart skipped a beat.

’Whoever finds this, you’re a pervert. Even if it’s you, big brother. You’re still a pervert. Anyway, I’d certainly want my brother to find this. And if you’re not him, you have to find him for me and give it to him. After all, you touched several of my used underwear.’

Then, she proceeded to describe him with so much detail that even a blind man would recognize Leon immediately.

He chuckled lightly, then opened to the next page.

’I didn’t think something as crazy as the apocalypse would start. Now zombies are tearing at people on the street, and our neighborhood dogs and cats are running wild. Big brother, do you see why I hate pets? They’re trouble!’

He turned the page.

’It’s been three days. The situation seemed to have calmed down a bit, but the zombies still roam the streets. I wonder when the army will come and clear them out. Gosh! What are they doing anyway? Lazy people, ugh. I’m going to cook. I miss big brother’s food, though.’

The last sentence made him pause, and he turned another page.

’A week. I’m so bored. Big brother, how are you spending your time in the university? Have you become some hero sleeping with countless school belle in your arms? Hmph! Don’t forget your little sister too. I feel very lonely...’

Leon’s heart ached, and he turned to the next page.

’I had to go out today. I... I killed a zombie and I leveled up. So it’s really like a game. I want to go out again, but I’m scared. What if I meet a stronger zombie? But I need food. The storeroom is already empty...’

Leon closed his eyes, his grip tightening on the book. He could picture Clara’s experience from the diary, and the details made him feel like he was watching her live through the apocalypse.

He continued to read, learning about how she grew stronger, got a useless ability, met with a few other survivors who decided to stay in her house.

They remained together for another week until one of them died, and they were forced to change location. The writings ended with a soft tone.

’Big brother... I’m already in safe hands, and I think I’m strong enough to survive the world now. I know you’re probably looking for me, but I want you to make sure you don’t die. Even if I’m dead already, I’ll be sad if you die and come join me in hell. By the way, we’re both going to hell, pervert big brother.’

Leon closed the diary and took a deep breath. His vision felt blurry, but he held back the tears.

Until he found her, he swore not to cry.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!