The Apocalypse Took Everything, This Time I Hoard It All First

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Discussions

Meanwhile, everyone who had drunk the upgraded spirit spring water in their respective rooms was absolutely astounded. Not only had their skin and physical appearance improved, but even the chronic aches from old injuries had completely healed! Though it couldn’t cure every disease in the world, its efficacy was simply miraculous.

The next day.

Mrs. Dawson, Wayne Dawson, Hector, and Grandpa stayed at home, looking radiant and energetic, with Purple Bean left in charge of guarding the house. Little Sweet Potato, Rollo, and Little Tiger would all be heading out.

Blake Blue drove a Marauder, with Miles Dawson sitting in the front passenger seat. The group set out for the Sullivan Villa to pick up the siblings and Tina. One vehicle was just enough to seat everyone.

Luna Dawson and Rhonda Dawson both wore their hair in high ponytails. They were dressed in lightweight bulletproof vests over winter snow suits, with tactical boots on their feet, communication earpieces hooked over their ears, and cold-weather masks and snow goggles. They looked sharp and formidable.

The six male team members were even better equipped—they had, after all, prepared an entire underground armory filled with multi-national military supplies! They all wore full snow combat suits layered with multi-functional tactical vests, fully stocked with ammunition and cold weapons. They also wore tactical helmets equipped with cold-weather balaclavas and tactical goggles, each man holding a silenced submachine gun.

Rollo lay obediently at Luna’s feet, while Little Tiger nestled snugly against Lynn Shelby’s chest inside his combat suit, making Lynn so happy he spun around in circles!

As the modified Marauder drove out from Villa 101, the patrolling soldiers watched with gleaming eyes full of envy. This family’s strength was unfathomable! Their equipment and hardware were practically at the top tier of the apocalypse!

Others, however, had eyes filled with jealousy or greed. Luna hadn’t bothered to hide her dual-element superpowers. They worked hard to improve their strength and had no need to hide it—they simply wanted to live the best life possible.

Shane Shaw and Nancy Sullivan were bundled up tightly in all-black winter suits. As they led Tina out of the villa and saw the steel behemoth of a vehicle, their jaws practically dropped to the ground in shock. No wonder Luna hadn’t thought much of those other cars when she rescued them.

Tina couldn’t care less about the vehicle. She leaped up swiftly and settled down on the soft cushions next to Rollo.

The moment Luna saw Tina, she had the fleeting illusion of looking at her future daughter-in-law. The more she looked at the dog, the more she liked her, petting her non-stop.

"Luna! You guys are incredible!" Nancy practically screamed. She nimbly climbed into the vehicle, taking the empty seat next to Rhonda, with Shane following closely to sit beside her.

Shane was equally awestruck by the group’s top-tier gear. "This equipment of yours... only elite special forces in the military would have this!"

The two siblings were full of envy. Nancy was thoroughly bundled up, as Shane had been terrified his sister might freeze. Luna took out two communication earpieces and handed them over for the siblings to wear.

"Haha, we’re going to the Eighth District to fight, aren’t we? We have to win!" Aaron Palmer smugly pulled down his mask. "Do you notice anything different about this handsome guy?"

Nancy and Shane stared at him in a daze. Hadn’t they just seen him the day before yesterday? How did he suddenly get so handsome?!

"What did you do? Did you get more handsome?!"

Shane snapped out of his shock, feeling a tiny twinge of inferiority. He tried to convince himself that he wasn’t envious. Not one bit!

Nancy, on the other hand, was being stared at so blatantly by Aaron that the tips of her ears had already turned bright red. Fortunately, her mask hid her blush, but she remained stubborn. "Did you get plastic surgery? Compared to my brother, you’re still a bit lacking!"

Aaron felt instantly deflated. Why was this playing out differently from the stunning reaction he had anticipated? Anxious, he reached out and tugged at Nancy’s snow goggles.

How could Nancy handle such a forward move? Her face turned crimson. Shane tried to intervene, but his hands weren’t as fast as Aaron’s!

Her shy little face was exposed as Aaron leaned in, staring intently at her. Faced with Aaron’s probing, handsome face, her doe-like eyes were filled with bashfulness and panic.

"Haha, still acting tough when your face is this red! From now on, I’m the dream man of thousands of girls! And that includes you, Nancy!"

Aaron felt an immense sense of satisfaction and a touch of smugness. He didn’t know why, but he desperately wanted Nancy to acknowledge him.

"Ew!"

"Ooh!"

"What are you two doing?!"

The teasing voices of everyone in the car filled the entire vehicle.

Evan Olson rubbed his forehead. Was this guy really an adult?! He grabbed Aaron and yanked him back into his seat.

Shane hurriedly readjusted his sister’s mask and goggles, rebuking Aaron with a mix of embarrassment and anger. "Keep your hands off my sister!"

Nancy also recovered her wits and said in exasperation, "It’s your gear that’s handsome, not you!"

Hearing this, Aaron immediately stood up and started trying to strip off his clothes. Lynn and Evan, sitting next to him, scrambled to stop him!

"Take it off!"

"Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!"

Luna and Rhonda, never ones to miss out on a good show, blindly cheered him on!

"Damn it! My two sisters are still here!" Miles turned his head and bellowed.

Shane hastily covered his sister’s eyes!

"Enough already! We don’t want to get styes in our eyes!"

"HAHAHAHAHA!"

Luna was laughing so hard at the spectacle that tears streamed from her eyes. Rhonda’s shoulders shook uncontrollably with laughter. She really couldn’t handle these absolute clowns.

Up on the defensive walls separating the Eighth District from the other areas, the stationed guards spotted an unfamiliar steel behemoth slowly approaching from a distance.

At the entrance to the Eighth District, at least a few hundred people had gathered. There were stationed soldiers, numerous survivor squads, official Superpower User battle teams, and even some children and elderly people waiting around to find odd jobs. Although the base provided a minimum living allowance for the elderly and children, anyone capable of moving would come out to see if they could pick up some temporary work to improve their living conditions.

Watching the Marauder driving toward the entrance, the crowd couldn’t help but notice how high-profile its approach was. They began discussing among themselves, wondering which district leader or major faction had arrived.

In their recent memory, ever since the official announcement encouraging everyone to participate in the liberation of the Eighth and Ninth Districts, countless second-generation officials and military brats had grandly marched over with their respective factions. In just three days, rumor had it that the Seventh District leader’s youngest son had already perished inside!

Blake slowly drove the vehicle to the entrance of the Eighth District.

The eyes of the hundreds of people around all fixated on this super off-road vehicle, curious to see which bigshot had come to grind for experience this time.

They watched as a full squad of highly equipped, masked, tall men stepped out, followed closely by three petite women leading two dogs. The group completely ignored the countless probing gazes. Though their expressions were hidden beneath their masks, those standing close enough could feel the intimidating, don’t-mess-with-us aura radiating from the men!

"Holy crap! Are they special forces from our country?" someone whispered.

"They look so badass!"

"You can tell at a glance they’re not to be trifled with!" many muttered in hushed tones.

The surrounding Celestia soldiers and scattered mercenary squads immediately noticed something was off—these people were definitely dealing in the black market; they looked incredibly dangerous! Just looking at the Meridia-manufactured silenced submachine guns in their hands, paired with full snow combat suits that incorporated gear from various other countries, it was completely different from domestic standard-issue equipment. Their demeanor even exuded a ruthless, wicked edge. This group might very well be international mercenaries!

It was obvious that these seven men and three women formed a formidable team, though no one knew which high-ranking official they served under.

Entering the Eighth District required waiting in line to register and signing a life-and-death waiver. This was to prevent families from coming to cause trouble later; after all, the entrance had only been open for three days, and hundreds had already died! Once inside the Eighth District, one operated outside the base’s survival rules. Everyone was responsible for their own life and death.

Men and women were separated into different waiting areas. After parking the car, the group went to line up. The proportion of male Superpower Users wanting to enter was much higher, while the women were relatively fewer. Soon, it was Luna’s turn. She picked up Rollo and Tina, pressing their paw prints onto the forms, and even had ID photos taken for the two little dogs.

The process was surprisingly strict; even dogs had to sign life-and-death waivers.

When it was time for Luna and the other two women to register, they took off their snow goggles and cold-weather masks. The Eighth District garrison personnel in charge of registration simultaneously gasped.

In all their lives, they had never seen such gorgeous women!

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