However, to Nina Jacobs’s disappointment, she only found a small box of Gold Coins in a drawer.

There was no sign of the supposed vault.

"We only heard there were supplies here.

I never heard anything about a vault. Your information might be inaccurate."

While Caleb Carter wasn’t looking, Nina Jacobs released a few Little Zombie Rats from the window.

The Little Zombie Rats silently scuttled down the wall outside the window...

"What’s the use of so much gold?

In the end, you still have to trade it for supplies, so supplies are king."

Caleb Carter found a few more boxes of instant noodles and drinks. He even grabbed the leftover nuts from the table.

He had Claire Warner help put it all away.

"Why do you think they set up their camp here?"

The further they went, the more Nina Jacobs felt like she had missed something.

Caleb Carter thought for a moment. "Safety? Concealment?"

"If it was for safety, there are safer places nearby.

We saw quite a few zombies on the way here,

and these alleys are a tangled mess..."

Claire Warner trailed off. Caleb Carter turned to look at her. "What’s wrong?"

"Women. There are hardly any women here, inside or out.

Don’t you think that’s strange?"

’Back at the base, Fifth Mr. Stone and his men mentioned that some "new goods" had arrived.’

’What did they mean by "new goods"?’

’Whether it was people or items, she hadn’t seen anything like that on the way here.’

Fifth Mr. Stone’s words echoed in her mind:

’"To get Gold Coins, you have to be their type. I’m just going to have some fun..."’

’You have to be their type... But whose type, exactly?’

"Could it be possible that some of the supplies are with a Space Superpower User?"

Claire Warner’s words seemed to serve as a reminder for Caleb Carter.

"Are you saying that besides the people we just saw, there are others here we haven’t found yet?"

"But even if we found them all, we wouldn’t be able to tell who the Space Superpower User is."

Caleb Carter watched as Claire Warner walked to the window.

"There’s still time,"

Claire Warner said with her back to him.

"Time for what?"

Caleb Carter asked, confused.

"If we split up, are you confident enough to handle it?"

Nina Jacobs turned to face Caleb Carter.

’There were still over three hours left on the "Facial Adjustment."’

’And the Little Zombie Rats she had just released had already found some clues.’

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

’If Claire Warner, a Space Superpower User, dared to do it, wouldn’t he look like a coward if he didn’t?’

The light outside the window grew harsher.

Caleb Carter gazed at her back.

He was suddenly struck by an odd thought.

’Claire Warner was like a gamer, contemplating her next move.’

"I imagine your goal isn’t just these few supplies, is it?"

Claire Warner turned her head to look at him.

It was obvious that Caleb Carter had been searching for something from the very beginning.

Including the time when he had snuck in alone earlier.

But it seemed he hadn’t found what he was looking for.

Seeing Claire Warner’s confident expression, Caleb Carter felt there was no need to hide it any longer.

"You’re right. I heard there’s also a shipment of weapons here.

Soul Slayer doesn’t want to be at the mercy of others anymore."

’Back at the base, the Crawford Army’s dominance was squeezing out all the other teams.’

’Including his own team. Whenever they found some hard-won supplies, they had to give them up as soon as the other side pulled out weapons.’

’The same went for Crystal Cores.’

’The Crawford Army had taken so much from them, and he couldn’t stomach it any longer.’

"So what’s the plan? I can follow your lead for now,

but..."

’But if things get really dangerous, I’ll prioritize my own survival.’

「A little over ten minutes later.」

The entrance to the camp was smashed open by a car.

Someone woke up with a start, clutching their head.

"They’re gone! That car took the supplies and ran!"

"...What’s going on?"

Graham Sterling groggily opened his eyes.

He had gotten dead drunk last night and now felt like his head was splitting open.

But when he heard someone yelling about stolen supplies, he shot up.

And when he saw the people lying in the hallway and the empty third floor, he instantly understood.

"Son of a bitch, who’s got the balls to break in here?"

Graham Sterling cursed angrily.

"Sterling, they also kidnapped Elder Stone and a few others!"

A man shouted as he ran out.

"My Crystal Cores are gone too!"

"Fuck! They didn’t even leave half a pack of cigarettes!"

"Sterling, even the food and water from the kitchen are gone!"

"..."

Listening to everyone’s shouting, Graham Sterling felt his head starting to throb.

"Stop shouting! What’s all the shouting for?

Most of our things are with Ms. Golding. Look, isn’t that Ms. Golding and her people coming over now?"

Graham Sterling’s face lit up when he saw the people arriving downstairs.

"Ms. Golding, it’s good to see you’re alright."

"Is Hugo Crawford slipping? People even dare to break in here now?"

Ms. Golding looked to be in her forties, but she still had an alluring figure.

Four well-built men followed behind her.

"It’s a good thing you’re here to hold down the fort. All our valuables are with you.

Don’t worry, I’ll take some men and go after them right away."

As Graham Sterling spoke, his breath reeked of alcohol. Eliana Golding fanned the air in front of her face with a look of disgust.

"Go on, then. Take plenty of men.

I’d like to see who has such guts.

Oh, and tell Hugo Crawford to come by this afternoon. We need some more people here."

"And you lot, get over there and guard the entrance.

Don’t come to the small courtyard and bother me unless it’s important."

Eliana Golding ordered, then waved her hand and produced some supplies.

"These are the supplies for the next two days.

And no alcohol in the camp until those people are caught."

"Yes, Ms. Golding!"

Graham Sterling quickly left with a group of men.

He took dozens of men with him, and some of the remaining people were sent to the entrance.

Eliana Golding, meanwhile, walked off in the direction of an alley.

One man held a parasol over her head, while the other three followed closely behind.

Eliana Golding went down the alley and pushed open a door.

"It’s boiling hot.

Good thing this courtyard has electricity.

Go next door and see if Daisy Mayfield and the others have finished making breakfast."

Eliana Golding walked toward a shady spot in the courtyard.

They rested here during the day and only went to the camp to work at night.

The courtyard had probably been set up by someone before. Not only did it have solar power, but there was also an electric fence around the walls.

It was far safer and more comfortable than the main camp.

However, the moment she pushed open the door, the scene before her made her scream.

"Zombie Rats! There are Zombie Rats!

There are Zombie Rats in this house!"

Eliana Golding stumbled out of the building.

Hearing the words "Zombie Rat," the men still outside the door panicked.

No one dared to rush in and fight the Zombie Rats.

After all, Zombie Rats always appeared in swarms.

SKREE!

The men who had rushed over originally thought Eliana Golding had misheard something.

But a sudden crashing sound from inside, accompanied by an unfamiliar cry, left everyone stunned.

"Are there really Zombie Rats?

How could there be Zombie Rats in a place like this?"

one of the men responsible for protecting Eliana Golding said nervously.

"Quick, get the car ready! I need to leave here immediately!

Take me back to the base!"

Eliana Golding yelled, on the verge of a breakdown.

A black van pulled up to the door—it was the camp’s vehicle—and Eliana Golding dove inside without hesitation.

She called two of her bodyguards into the vehicle with her.

"Back to the base, now. As fast as you can,"

Eliana Golding ordered the driver.