Chapter 130
That morning, Karl opened his eyes slowly, feeling an unusual warmth amidst the freezing cold of the winter apocalypse. Jane and Layla were still fast asleep beside him, their faces serene as if the chaos of the outside world didn’t exist. For a moment, Karl let himself lie there, savoring the tranquility that had become a rare luxury in their current lives.
Jane stirred first, stretching languidly before cracking one eye open and smirking at Karl. "Well, good morning, hero. Sleep well?"
Karl chuckled softly. "Better than most nights, I guess."
Layla stirred soon after, her soft murmurs giving way to a sleepy smile as she noticed Karl watching her. "Morning," she whispered, her voice gentle.
"Morning," Karl replied, sitting up and stretching. He looked over at the small fireplace in the corner of the room, its embers still glowing faintly. The warmth it provided was minimal, but it was enough to keep the frostbite at bay.
Jane sat up, pulling the blanket tighter around her. "So, what’s the plan today, boss? More heroics? Or are we finally going to sit back and enjoy your magical storage?"
Karl smirked at her playful tone. "If by enjoy you mean restock some of our supplies, then sure. But no heroics today—just making sure everything’s in order."
Layla tilted her head curiously. "Do we even need anything? You’ve been pulling everything we need out of that... storage thing of yours. It’s like magic."
Jane leaned forward, her smirk growing. "Yeah, Karl, seriously. Spill it. What’s the deal with that bottomless storage of yours? You’ve been playing it cool, but it’s not exactly normal."
Karl sighed, running a hand through his hair. He had been careful not to draw too much attention to the Uncommon Storage, but with Jane and Layla growing closer to him, it was getting harder to keep it under wraps. He decided it was time to let them in on the secret—at least partially.
"It’s... complicated," Karl began, leaning back against the wall. "Let’s just say I have access to a storage space that isn’t exactly bound by the usual rules of reality. Think of it like a massive, invisible backpack where I can store just about anything."