[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo":3,"chapter-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-115":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Sickly Cannon Fodder: Spoiled by the Powerful Apocalypse Bosses",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},562766,814,"Chapter 115","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-115",115,"\u003Cp>Inside the drawer, it was packed—filled to the brim with photographs of Suzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one on top showed her in profile, seated by the window in the school library. Sunlight filtered through the glass, casting a soft glow over her hair and eyelashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a beautifully taken photo—its composition and lighting nearly flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was one problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had clearly been taken without her knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn’t just one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek’s face turned ashen, the color draining and returning in uneven waves. His stiff fingers trembled as he lifted the top photo aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath it was another—Suzy sitting in the cafeteria, her brows slightly furrowed as if lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next captured her walking in the rain, holding an umbrella. Her figure was blurred, indistinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another—her absent-minded expression as she watched people play on the sports field. Another—her focused side profile as she chose snacks in a convenience store...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each photograph captured a different facet of her beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And every single one made it painfully clear—they were all taken in secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obsessive. Intrusive. Almost disturbingly so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat soaked Derek’s back in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could already imagine the look on Suzy’s face if she saw these—disgust, fear... even revulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would she think he was some kind of creep lurking in the shadows?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or worse...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she already seen them—and that was why she’d been so eager to leave?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of unprecedented panic surged through him, suffocating, leaving his face deathly pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he completely forgot about the \"gift\" Suzy had mentioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the crushing weight of guilt and dread, the very meaning of that word had twisted into something else entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With shaking hands, Derek fumbled for his phone and opened his chat with Suzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried calling her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No connection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted, unfocused, as the unease inside him swelled—threatening to swallow him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like a man standing at the edge of a cliff, one misstep away from plunging into an endless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then... He noticed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the stack of photographs sat a black velvet box—something that clearly didn’t belong to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A box?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this... be the gift?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully, Derek picked it up and examined it. He was certain now—it wasn’t his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it had to be from Suzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box felt unexpectedly heavy. He had no idea what was inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few seconds of hesitation, he drew in a slow breath and opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside lay a small, delicate glass vial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not large.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the transparent glass, he could see a thin slice of ginseng soaking in liquid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek lifted it, turning it in his hand before bringing it closer to his nose. A faint, refreshing fragrance lingered in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Medicine...?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed a small note tucked inside the box. The handwriting was tiny, but elegant and neat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a family remedy. Very effective. I’m sure you will figure out when to use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>P.S. Nice photos. Next time, try getting a front view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp buzz filled Derek’s mind, blanking it out completely. His grip tightened around the box, his knuckles turning white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had she seen those secretly taken photos, but she had also left him a gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even... Seemed to permit it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did this mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it mockery?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t feel like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between the lines, there was even a trace of... indulgence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek felt the world spin around him, a dizzying rush overtaking his senses—followed by a surge of overwhelming joy and trembling excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t care about his ugliness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had even... accepted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This outcome was a thousand—no, ten thousand times better than anything he had dared to imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Derek couldn’t even begin to describe what he was feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never thought that someone could accept the darkest, most despicable parts of him—and that it would feel so... intoxicatingly wonderful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suzy... Suzy...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carefully tucked the gift into his arms, murmuring her name under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his chest, a fierce, molten love surged like boiling magma, crashing wildly against his ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, elsewhere in the city, Suzy heard the system notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek’s affection had just crossed the eighty-point threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she had no time to celebrate because she had already been marked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Wendy, who seemed blessed with uncanny luck, Suzy wasn’t nearly as fortunate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been rowing her inflatable boat, planning to find a spot to switch to her speedboat and head home—but she was a step too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment she left the building, eyes lurking in the shadows had already locked onto her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the old district—low, crowded buildings packed tightly together. Many first and second floors had long since been swallowed by the floodwaters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some windows gaped open like dark, hollow mouths. Occasionally, silhouettes flickered at higher floors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fully geared and masked, her face hidden from view, Suzy could still feel it—the weight of countless gazes fixed on her, even from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Envy. Jealousy. Greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew exactly what she looked like to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her equipment—and the very fact that she could move freely across the water—marked her as easy prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickened her strokes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to leave the dense residential cluster and turn into a wider main road, a voice suddenly rang out from a second-floor window ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! You in the boat! Help us! My child is sick—please, take us to the hospital!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was urgent, trembling with tears—a middle-aged woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy didn’t stop. She only glanced up briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was indeed a woman at the window, clutching a small figure wrapped in a blanket. The child’s face couldn’t be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please! I’m begging you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no response, the woman’s cries grew more desperate, almost shrill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy ignored her, silently increasing the speed of her paddling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too quiet here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the woman’s voice, there were no other sounds from nearby residents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn’t normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her guard shot up to full alert. She adjusted her direction, preparing to take a detour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop! Are you fucking deaf?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A harsh male voice suddenly barked from a shattered window nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, from hidden corners, several men emerged—armed with clubs and crude, homemade spears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy noticed immediately—their clothes were soaked. They had been in the water not long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they moved in, flanking her from both sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the woman in the second-floor window stopped crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desperation vanished from her face, replaced by something cold and vicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she suspected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave the boat and everything you’ve got—we might let you live!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader, a burly man with a brutish face, brandished a bamboo pole tipped with a knife, pointing it straight at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, the others stared at her and the inflatable boat with naked greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone leapt into the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A head surfaced, closing in on her position.\u003C\u002Fp>",1168,"2026-05-30T15:23:36.944Z","2026-06-01T04:31:34.774Z",1,"novelbin.me","3c5c8019f43065cd61302e80634c2b2297476ee3d5ae740233307713a5d67949","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-116","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-114",210,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-cover.jpg"]