Apocalypse Shelter System - Chapter 181: Wedding Night

“Epoch” is a world where steam, magic, machinery, alchemy, and extraordinary power coexist.

When Luke, who had traveled over, covered his head and was pointed at his head by an imperial agent with a gun, he decided to tell a lie.

So he became the detective of the Secret Affairs Bureau of the Cape District of the Golden Shield Empire.

Luke, who is familiar with the plot, just wants to save his life in this chaotic world, and get some money and materials to use secret words to enhance his strength.

He robbed, kidnapped, blackmailed, and committed crimes with a plot strategy, but he never thought that he robbed an imperial gold ship, and how did he solve the largest smuggling case in the history of the empire?

As a “fake” detective, holding a promotion order, Luke felt very embarrassed…

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Xue Dongting was a singsong girl plucked from her small border town to become the consort of the crown prince. Little did she know she would be murdered by his own hand.

Now reborn, she has a chance for a do-over. This time around, she will marry that fisherman from the next village over and live a quiet, peaceful life, away from the scheming intrigues of the imperial family.

It’s just that, this lowly fisherman is not quite what he seems…

[The Absolute Dweller]

Absolute Dweller’s Declaration (Passive) Level 1

No one can invade the dwelling space without the Absolute Dweller’s permission.

Surviving thanks to awakened skills, there was, however, one problem: “Ah, damn.”

[The Absolute Dweller cannot leave the dwelling space.]

That’s right, the inability to step outside the home.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”