Common Sense Hijack System-Chapter 109 - Uncommon Storage

Time flew by quickly. A month had passed since Karl started bringing Layla to work at the convenience store. Their routine flowed like a calm river—mornings at the convenience store, nights in Karl’s small apartment, filled with casual conversations and soft laughter that filled the emptiness of their days.

Layla slowly began to open herself up to the outside world. Although the shadows of her past still haunted her, Karl’s presence by her side served as an anchor, keeping her steady. They shared laughter amidst their busy schedules, reminded each other to eat on time, and sometimes enjoyed instant meals together on the living room floor.

However, beneath that calm surface, Karl felt something stirring behind the scenes. The world seemed to be ticking toward something inevitable—a disaster that would erase everything they knew.

One night, Karl and Layla were sitting on the small balcony of Karl’s apartment, gazing at the night sky, which seemed darker than usual. The city lights flickered weakly in the distance. Suddenly, a knock on the door shattered the silence.

Karl opened the door and found Valencia standing there in her long black coat, her face like an unyielding stone carving.

"We need to talk, Karl," Valencia said bluntly.

Inside the apartment, Valencia stared sharply at Karl and Layla.

"In one more month, everything will change. I’ve already relocated your family to a safe location. Your father was transferred to a branch office in a remote area, and your mother and sibling went with him. They’ll be safe for now."

Karl was silent. He wanted to ask how Valencia managed to arrange all of this, but he already knew the answer: her wealth and influence were beyond ordinary imagination.

"And now," Valencia continued, "we need to prepare you."

The next day, Valencia brought Karl to a secret facility on the outskirts of the city. From the outside, it looked like an old warehouse, but inside was a high-tech training center.

"You might not realize it yet, Karl, but you’re going to become the most useful person later," Valencia said as she walked between neatly arranged training equipment and weapons.

The training was intense. Karl was pushed beyond his physical limits—running with weights on his back, shooting with precision, and learning close combat techniques. Valencia didn’t hesitate to push Karl to the point of exhaustion, but beneath her harshness was a faint sense of care.

Layla, though not part of the physical training, remained by Karl’s side. She often came by with water bottles or simply sat at the edge of the training ground, watching Karl push himself without complaining.

"You have to be strong, Karl," Valencia whispered during one grueling training session. "When the time comes, people will depend on you."

Between training and working at the convenience store, Karl occasionally opened the news on his phone. A social media platform called Glowsphere, which had once been his greatest enemy, was still thriving and growing rapidly.

News about dangerous trends, morally degrading content, and propaganda targeting the younger generation kept appearing on the platform. The goal was clear: to destroy the moral and mental foundation of the next generation.

Karl let out a bitter laugh one night as he read an article about a major scandal on Glowsphere.

"Destroying the younger generation? Hah... Forget the younger generation, soon this entire civilization will collapse."

He stared at the night sky from his balcony, a cup of coffee in hand. Snow had started falling earlier this year, and the cold crept in through the small gap in the balcony door.

"That cosmic explosion... the winter apocalypse is coming. All of this, every manipulation they’re attempting... it’s meaningless."

At the end of the cold night, Layla sat beside Karl on the small balcony. They wrapped themselves in the same blanket, sharing warmth under a starry sky that felt gloomier than usual.

"Karl..." Layla’s voice was soft. "Do you think we can survive all of this?"

Karl looked at Layla, his eyes filled with exhaustion but also a firm determination.

"We’ll try, Layla. As long as we’re together, I’ll make sure you’re safe."

Layla smiled faintly and rested her head on Karl’s shoulder.

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Karl sat on his apartment balcony, staring at the darkening night sky as the freezing air pierced his bones. A thin layer of snow gently covered the balcony railing. In the middle of the silence, a system notification suddenly echoed in his head.

[Ding! Congratulations, Karl. As an Uncommon Monarch, you have the chance to unlock a special feature: Uncommon Storage.]

[Do you want to unlock access to Uncommon Storage at the cost of 5000 Hijack Points? (Note: All your current points will be used)]

Karl froze, staring at the transparent blue screen floating in front of him. Uncommon Storage? The words felt mysterious yet promising. He had never heard of this feature before, but something inside him told him it might become an invaluable tool in the future.

"System, explain what Uncommon Storage is."

[Uncommon Storage is a personal storage dimension with an initial capacity of 50 cubic meters. You can store and retrieve items anytime, without any time or location restrictions. This storage cannot be accessed by anyone else, not even other system users.]

[How to Use:

1. Point your palm at the object you want to store.

2. Focus your mind on ’storing’ the object.

3. To retrieve the object, simply think of the desired item, and it will appear before you.]

Karl stared at the screen seriously. This feature sounded like a cheat in real life. With something like this, he could store food, clothes, and even essential survival tools when disaster struck.

"If I agree, all my points will be gone?"

[Correct. All points will be converted as an activation cost for this feature. However, this feature has unlimited potential in a crisis situation.]

Karl bit his lower lip, thinking hard. 5000 Hijack Points. It wasn’t a small amount. But compared to the benefits of this feature, the risk was worth it. The cosmic explosion and winter apocalypse were coming, and he had to be ready.

"Alright. I agree."

[Confirmation received. Activating Uncommon Storage...]

The system screen glowed brightly before vanishing. Karl felt a strange warmth in his palm, as if energy was flowing through his nerves.

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Karl stared at a small flower pot in the corner of his room, the only simple decoration in his apartment. Slowly, he raised his palm toward the pot. A faint energy gathered in his hand, like a magnetic field pulling something.

"Store."

The flower pot trembled lightly before a soft blue glow enveloped it. In an instant, the pot disappeared, as if sucked into a void. Karl stared at his palm with wide eyes.

"It worked..." he whispered softly.

Taking a deep breath, he tried the next step. Karl closed his eyes and thought about the flower pot.

"Come out."

In front of him, a swirl of blue light appeared, like a small spiral in the air. From within the swirl, the flower pot slowly reappeared, solidifying back onto the floor.

Karl smiled with satisfaction. This feature truly worked, and he could feel its extraordinary potential.

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That night, Karl couldn’t sleep. With Uncommon Storage in his hands, he knew what he had to do. The world might collapse soon, but he would make sure that he, Layla, and his family had a chance to survive.

Karl began borrowing money from various online lending apps, banks, and credit institutions. The amount wasn’t small—tens of millions, maybe even hundreds of millions. Of course, he knew this would only increase his debt, but if the world was ending, debt was the least of his concerns.

Trucks came one after another to a rented warehouse. But every time supplies arrived, Karl quickly used Uncommon Storage to store everything—canned food, bottled water, survival gear, winter clothing, and even medical supplies.

When Layla saw him storing crates of supplies with a wave of his hand, her eyes filled with confusion, but also trust.

"Karl... what’s really going on? How are you doing this?"

Karl looked at her seriously. "Layla, the world won’t last much longer. A cosmic explosion is coming, and an extreme winter will destroy civilization. I’m preparing us to survive."

Layla’s eyes welled up, but she nodded firmly.

"I trust you, Karl.

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Over the next few weeks, Karl worked tirelessly. His apartment was completely empty of supplies—everything was now stored safely within the Uncommon Storage. Every second was precious, every system point, and every cent he borrowed was carefully spent to ensure they had everything they needed to survive.

On the final night before the predicted apocalypse, Karl stood on his apartment balcony, staring at the night sky filled with strange auroras glowing on the northern horizon. The colors danced eerily across the dark expanse, like the last gasp of a dying world.

"I’m ready."

For the first time in his life, Karl felt a strange sense of calm amidst the approaching storm. He had done everything he could. Food, water, medicine, clothing, and essential tools—all were secured in the Uncommon Storage.

The chilling wind blew against his face, and snowflakes drifted gently around him. Karl closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

No matter what happened next, he would face it head-on.

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When Karl returned inside, Layla was waiting for him, wrapped in a thick blanket. She looked at him with a mixture of fear and trust, her eyes searching for reassurance.

"Karl... whatever happens, we’ll stay together, right?"

Karl walked over and sat next to her on the couch. He placed a hand on her head, gently ruffling her hair.

"Always, Layla. No matter how bad it gets, I’ll protect you."

Layla leaned against him, and for a moment, the two of them sat in silence. The ticking clock on the wall was the only sound in the room, counting down the minutes until everything would change.

Outside, the auroras in the sky grew brighter, and somewhere in the far distance, a low rumble echoed through the night.

The end was near—but Karl was ready.