Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 4: The Might of the Bone Hand

The World was thrown into chaos with the arrival of monsters but the humans were given a chance of awakening powers.The MC who was once used to read stories like that was now reincarnated in such world.This is his story on how he would proceed in this troublesome world.

It was just a normal morning but it was unknown to many that the apocalypse already started.

The origin was not determined but the infected started to appear after a cosmic event happened just outside of the Earth’s atmosphere.

The people and animals turned into man-eating mutants and zombies while some of the lucky ones gained superhuman abilities. Every living creature that had not “turned” started to evolve as the whole world was affected by the Mutagen.

However, it seemed that Earth also had its hidden side that humans would discover in a very uncanny way.

And was Mutagen the last of it?

Unfortunately, not.

Follow Mark, an Otaku, a Gamer, and a Shut-in that got trapped in the middle of the apocalypse due to an uncanny reason. Using his unconventional thinking, knowledge, and abilities, how far can he go in surviving the apocalypse filled with zombies, mutated beings, and dangerous people as a survivor in a world that was changing for the worse.

Ye Family goes bankrupt, and her fiancé's family watches coldly.Ye Li signs a contract and marries her fiancé's uncle in a flash marriage.After marriage, Ye Li is determined to repay the debt of one hundred million with interest, hoping to give Fu Yanci freedom so he can be with his true love.When it reaches 5 million, Fu Yanci gets upset.At 50 million, Fu Yanci leaves home for three days.When finally paying off the full one hundred million, Ye Li is cornered by the man: 'Divorce, huh? Sure!!! The family property is yours, and so am I! I'll follow you everywhere!'Ye Li: ......

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”