Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 515

**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 515**
**Chapter 515: The 380,000 Surprise**

Caroline made her way around the mall for the second time, her eyes scanning the various shops with a mix of hope and skepticism. She found herself drawn to a striking gold cross, its gleam catching the dim lights of the mall. After a moment of consideration, she picked it up, her fingers brushing against its cool surface, then prepared to make her exit.

Yet, as she glanced at her storage space’s energy bar, a wave of frustration washed over her. It barely registered any increase. Doubt began to creep into her mind, gnawing at her carefully crafted strategy. The gems she had encountered thus far were disappointingly low in quality. What she truly needed were the authentic jade markets or specialty shops that dealt in rare gemstones and antiques, places where treasures awaited discovery.

Just as she was about to step out, a sudden tremor rippled through her storage space, sending a jolt of excitement through her veins. The sensation was unmistakable, a thrilling vibration that sparked her curiosity.

She quickly scanned her surroundings, her instincts sharpening. The source of the disturbance seemed to be emanating from a display counter that stood close by, almost hidden in plain sight. A locked cabinet beneath the cashier’s counter caught her eye—a compartment that would have easily gone unnoticed had she not been paying close attention.

With a determined kick, Caroline forced the cabinet open, revealing two red cloth bags nestled inside.

As she lifted the first bag, the storage space trembled again, this time with more urgency. Her brow arched in surprise as she opened the bag to reveal a beautifully wrapped gift box, its surface glistening under the mall’s fluorescent lights.

A small tag dangled from the box, and her heart raced as she read the price: 380,000 dollars.

“What on earth could possibly be worth that much?” Caroline wondered, her mind racing with possibilities.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, she opened the box, revealing a pendant no larger than her palm. It was a deep green, smooth and lustrous, reminiscent of polished glass. Just gazing at it instilled a sense of calm within her, a soothing tranquility that enveloped her like a warm embrace.

Next to the pendant lay a note, its edges worn and water-damaged, as if it had survived the chaos of the world’s collapse. It read: A gift from Mr. Mills to his beloved wife.

Before everything fell apart, such pieces had been sought after—simple, unadorned pendants symbolizing peace and protection. They were not ostentatious, lacking intricate carvings or elaborate designs. Instead, they were clean, square charms crafted from a rare green stone, imbued with the giver’s hopes for the recipient.

Whoever Mr. Mills was, it was clear he had cherished his wife deeply.

The note, with its creased and faded paper, felt like a relic of a bygone era, whispering stories of love and loss.

He must have ordered this exquisite piece, planning to present it to her right before the world descended into chaos.

Caroline sighed, the weight of the moment settling heavily on her heart. If the apocalypse had not shattered their lives, Mr. Mills’s wife would have surely been overjoyed to receive such a heartfelt gift.

Yet, now, the uncertainty loomed—were they even alive? Would they ever return for the promise of a gift that had once been a symbol of their love?

With a silent gratitude toward Mr. Mills, she carefully placed the pendant into her storage space. The storage system had evolved; it no longer required items to be consumed for energy, allowing the pendant to remain stored even after its energy was absorbed.

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