After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret-Chapter 113: It Was Only a Dream
Nina Jacobs nodded.
She had just come up with a plan to deal with Kevin Holden and his men, but she hadn’t expected Wayne Abbott to step in and help.
"Thanks for that."
Nina Jacobs followed Wayne Abbott to a deserted window.
Wayne Abbott’s companions stood at a distance, as if afraid of scaring her.
"It was nothing. The medicine you sold me before worked wonders.
My wife hasn’t coughed in days."
Wayne Abbott’s expression softened considerably.
"Did you need something from me? If so, spit it out."
Seemingly surprised by how direct Nina was, Wayne Abbott froze for a moment before quickly speaking:
"I wanted to ask how many supplies you have left."
"Don’t get the wrong idea. We just heard some rumors recently,
and we want to buy a large amount of your supplies in one go. We’ll pay whatever it costs in Crystal Cores."
"Rumors?"
"Yeah. We heard the shelter might stop providing free meals,
and supplies will definitely be harder to get then."
Wayne Abbott frowned, observing Nina’s expression.
He knew that after telling her this, Nina might refuse to sell him any more supplies or even jack up the price on the spot, but he didn’t want to hide it from her.
He wanted a long-term partnership.
Besides, Nina’s medicine had cured the lung ailment that had plagued his wife for over a month.
"Alright. How much do you want?"
He never expected Nina to agree so readily.
Wayne Abbott was stunned for a second, then quickly waved his companions over. A young woman hurried toward them.
"Abbott, did she agree?"
the woman asked.
Wayne Abbott nodded. "See how many Crystal Cores we have left. Let’s trade everything we can."
The woman was overjoyed and pulled out a canvas bag.
The canvas bag contained all the Crystal Cores they had collected over the past few days.
Although it was only half-full, the amount was still considerable.
"Tell me what you want to trade for, and I’ll get it for you."
Nina Jacobs counted the Crystal Cores. Among them were over a dozen Mutated Fire Element Crystal Cores.
After discussing it, Wayne Abbott and the woman asked for some compressed biscuits, canned meat, as well as some flour and rice.
To their surprise, Nina showed no intention of raising her prices. She simply pulled the corresponding items from her space and gave them to them.
[Host has completed a supply trade. "The Doomsday Supplier" title has been triggered. 310 System Experience Points awarded.]
The system notification greatly improved Nina Jacobs’s mood.
"Kevin Holden and his men are Superpower Users who were assimilated into our forces.
If you run into trouble like this again, just mention our names,"
Wayne Abbott said, wanting to show his gratitude.
"Assimilated?"
Nina Jacobs hadn’t actually noticed this.
’No wonder Kevin Holden had reacted as if he’d never heard of Wayne Abbott before.’
"You don’t know? The rescue team destroyed several Superpower User Alliance hideouts these past few days."
"All the Superpower Users from there were assimilated."
"But these guys are nothing but trouble, and every one of them thinks he’s hot stuff."
The woman’s face was full of dissatisfaction as she mentioned the assimilated Superpower Users.
"I think I heard something about it," Nina Jacobs could only reply.
"My name is Yulia Sharp. You should just say you’re on our team.
Space Superpower Users who belong to a team usually don’t get bullied."
The woman was very grateful that Nina was willing to trade food for their Crystal Cores.
Food was hard currency now, far more important than Crystal Cores.
Nina Jacobs nodded. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going."
’No wonder I felt like there were more people in the shelter these past few days.’
’It seems the hideouts Cole Dempsey revealed were likely all correct.’
’I’d also heard Daniel Hale mention that the shelter might stop providing free meals.’
’It’s an indirect way to encourage the survivors to become self-reliant.’
’After all, with the current supplies, it’s difficult to support so many people.’
That night, Myra Lawson paid a personal visit.
She had come specifically to thank Nina Jacobs and Sherry Renner.
Sherry Renner had pried the most valuable intelligence from Cole Dempsey’s lips.
And just a few days ago, Nina Jacobs had helped the shelter eliminate the giant zombie python.
Myra Lawson had Ian Chandler take out a great deal of precious food ingredients from his space, and even two gift boxes containing gold jewelry sets.
"Of the three strongholds Cole Dempsey mentioned, we destroyed two,"
Myra Lawson said with a smile.
"What about the other one?"
Sherry Renner’s eyes widened. ’Was one of the addresses wrong?’
"The information was leaked somehow.
By the time we got to that stronghold, it was already deserted."
However, there was no denying that the third stronghold Cole Dempsey mentioned was indeed at that location.
She suspected the occupants had moved out just a day before her team arrived.
"What about the Quinn Pharmaceutical Factory?"
Nina Jacobs asked.
This was the place she was most concerned about.
At the mention of it, Myra Lawson couldn’t help but frown.
"The two helicopters sent to investigate have yet to return.
I suspect they’ve met with disaster.
So I was hoping to ask Mr. Renner to perform a divination..."
Myra Lawson was out of options.
They couldn’t rashly send a team to Quinn Pharmaceuticals without first understanding the situation there.
The risk factor was too high.
Sherry Renner shook her head. "There’s too little information, and I’ve never been there. Even if I divine something, it won’t necessarily be accurate."
Her greatest skill was drawing talismans; divination was just a side practice she wasn’t an expert in.
"It’s alright. It’s mainly for my own peace of mind. Don’t feel pressured."
Myra Lawson’s main purpose in coming was to ask about Sherry Renner’s future plans.
"The location for the new base has been chosen. If Mr. Renner is interested..."
"That doesn’t seem appropriate. What if someone accuses me of getting people killed with superstitious nonsense?"
Sherry Renner shook her head repeatedly after hearing this.
"That won’t happen. Only a few insiders know your identity.
We will protect Mr. Renner’s safety from outsiders and won’t reveal your profession.
Mr. Renner can pick any department to join, and I’ll arrange it."
Myra Lawson promised again and again.
Nina Jacobs could see that Sherry Renner was tempted, so she suggested with a smile:
"I think you have a real knack for dealing with criminals. I hear Cole Dempsey is still in jail..."
"That’s a great idea! I’ll be a jailer...
Ahem, I mean, a prison guard."
A spark of excitement lit up in Sherry Renner’s eyes.
After all, she had performed a meritorious service last time, hadn’t she?
That very night, Sherry Renner had a dream.
She dreamed she was wandering destitute through the apocalypse. Someone had even blinded her in one eye. It seemed Nina Jacobs was in the dream too, but she later vanished without a trace...
"SOB... That was terrifying! The dream felt so real."
When Sherry Renner woke up in the morning, she looked as if she had just been crying. She told Nina Jacobs about her dream from the night before.
"It was just a dream."
Sherry Renner’s dream was almost identical to what had happened in her past life. Hearing it, Nina Jacobs wasn’t sure what to make of it.
"Yeah... Thank goodness it was just a dream. And thank goodness I have you."
Sherry Renner meant every word.
She suspected that if she hadn’t met Nina Jacobs, her life would have turned out just like in the dream.
"By the way, are we still going out to kill zombies today?"
Sherry Renner asked.
She had already given Myra Lawson her answer last night: she would officially join after the new base was built.
In the meantime, she wanted to improve her own abilities.
To prepare for beating up... interrogating criminals in the future.
"Your stamina is too low. Stay here and train today,"
Nina Jacobs said. Sherry Renner’s Superpower was quite good, but her physical condition was always lacking, as if she were anemic.
She was in desperate need of exercise.
Today, she planned to only take Wayne Warner with her.
For the past two nights, Nina Jacobs had been studying the map fragments she found in Simon Abbott’s room.
She had more or less confirmed several locations.
