Chapter 114 - Not funny, but little warm..
One Week Later
The snow continued to fall relentlessly, blanketing the world in an endless sheet of cold, white silence. The wind howled eerily through the cracks of the old building, while three small souls clung to survival amidst the oppressive quiet.
Karl stood in the middle of the room, his palm stretched out into the air. Above his hand, an illusory spiral vortex shimmered faintly, spinning slowly with fractured light like broken glass. From within the vortex, a can of food materialized and gently dropped into his hand.
Mrs. Jane, sitting on the worn-out sofa clutching a frayed blanket, watched the scene with wide eyes. Even after a week of witnessing the same thing, the sight still left her stunned.
"I... I still can’t fully believe this," she muttered softly.
Karl gave her a faint smile. "You’ll get used to it, Mrs. Jane. This is... one of the perks of the system I have. Something even I’m still struggling to fully understand."
Layla, wrapped tightly in a thick blanket on the floor, looked up at Karl with eyes full of trust. From the start, Layla had known about Karl’s abilities. To her, this strange display had already become part of their daily routine.
"Karl, do we still have enough supplies?" Layla asked, tilting her head slightly.
Karl closed the swirling vortex with a casual motion of his hand, and it disappeared into thin air. "I’ve stocked up plenty. I don’t know how long it’ll last, but I’m sure we still have enough food for now."
Mrs. Jane hugged her body tighter, her hollow gaze fixed on the faint fire flickering in the stove. Her eyes were puffy, dark circles beneath them serving as evidence of her sleepless nights.
Every night, Mrs. Jane had nightmares.