After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret-Chapter 179: Don’t Tell Me It’s Self-Proclaimed?
In her past life, the organization Nina Jacobs cared about most was The Aegis Conclave.
Two years into the apocalypse, The Aegis Conclave developed rapidly, and its members could be found all over City D.
Its mystique lay in the fact that no one knew what it actually did.
Yet, many powerful Superpower Users had joined it.
It even had members within Drakonia’s general command headquarters.
Including people involved in the administration of several major bases.
Nina Jacobs and Liam Grant had also been invited by The Aegis Conclave.
At the time, Liam Grant had hesitated for a while but ultimately listened to her and refused.
The bronze pattern on a blue background on that plane was the very symbol of The Aegis Conclave.
"It’s a DK4066,"
someone to the side said.
His name was Yuri Sutton. Although he didn’t have a Superpower, he was an expert in all kinds of weapons and was fairly close with Chester Pearson.
"You know about this plane?"
Nina Jacobs asked Yuri Sutton.
"A little. There aren’t many of these planes in the country, and even the ones we have were imported. I hear its performance is impressive in every aspect,"
Yuri Sutton replied quickly.
"Definitely impressive. It can land anywhere, even a place like this,"
a team member said.
"Alright, everyone, pay attention. We still don’t know what these people are here for."
Yuri Sutton shouldered a rocket launcher, already aiming it at the target.
Nina Jacobs watched the three people disembarking from the plane.
They were indeed unfamiliar faces.
"Nina, there’s one among them I can’t detect,"
Daniel Hale whispered beside Nina Jacobs.
Nina Jacobs nodded slightly after hearing this.
’That means one of them has used a Mystic Ice Core.’
’Is it a coincidence?’
’Or have the people from The Aegis Conclave found out about the Mystic Ice Cores too?’
"You guys must be from the City D Base. We’re taking the supplies here,"
said a young woman in pink, her hair tied in pigtails.
"We’ve been preparing here for days. You show up right after we finished clearing the zombies. Perfect timing, huh?"
Chester Pearson stepped forward.
He had already told Ian Chandler to ignore the situation outside and keep gathering the supplies as quickly as possible.
He was still a little worried, leaving Nina Jacobs and Daniel Hale out here.
"This many zombies? We could clear them out in minutes. If you feel it’s unfair, we can compensate you with some Crystal Cores,"
the girl said with a smile.
"Your Space Superpower User is still collecting supplies, right? They’ll just have to spit them all out later anyway. Or are you all just trying to stall for time?"
As the girl finished speaking, a Lightning Ball had already formed in her hand and she struck first.
BOOM!
Chester Pearson’s Fireball collided with the Lightning Ball, only to be instantly enveloped and dispersed.
A look of surprise crossed his face. This girl was stronger than him!
Seeing this, the girl laughed happily:
"The Fire Element Superpower is the most useless of all." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
However, Chester Pearson laughed too.
"Just from that sentence alone, I can tell you’re ignorant."
"It’s hot and smelly here. Honey, can you hurry it up?"
a short-haired girl behind the pigt-tailed girl complained, dissatisfied.
"I know, I know. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have brought someone so impatient."
Just then, several cars pulled up to the entrance.
Seeing the person getting out of the car, the girl immediately brightened up.
"Finn, is this the place you were talking about? Honey found it for you!"
Watching the approaching group, Nina Jacobs was at a loss for words.
’It’s him again.’
Finn Hart had returned to his previous clean, arrogant, noble-scion appearance.
He saw Nina Jacobs, too.
Along with the City D rescue team before him.
"Honey, let’s just forget about this place. Someone already beat us to it."
Finn Hart sighed, his tone feigning regret and reluctance.
"Why forget about it? Since I came here to pick you up, Finn, I can easily take care of this place for you."
Honey Summers linked her arm with Finn Hart’s, snuggling up to his side with a blissful expression.
"Supplies are first come, first served. Besides, they’re the ones who actually cleared out the zombies here."
Finn Hart glanced at the thick, yellow makeup smudging his shoulder, a flicker of disgust in his eyes.
But remembering his purpose for coming today, he endured it.
’As long as I can take the supplies from this wholesale market, I’ll still have a fighting chance when I go back.’
"I don’t care! If Finn wants it, Finn gets it. With me here, you don’t have to worry."
Honey Summers finally let go of Finn Hart.
She turned and walked forward, while Chester Pearson had already gotten his team members ready.
"I’ll say it again: we’re taking the supplies here. If you don’t get out of the way, don’t blame me for what happens next."
The light of lightning began to spread across Honey Summers’s body.
Even in broad daylight, the glow was exceptionally dazzling.
"Miss, you have to be reasonable when negotiating with people. Telling us to get out of the way is unreasonable. We will not agree to any unreasonable demands."
Daniel Hale could also see that the man surnamed Hart had no intention of leaving.
If he truly wanted to leave, he wouldn’t have come over in the first place.
He was just using these people as his pawns.
"You’re so annoying, old man!"
Honey Summers instantly grew impatient.
"I’ve already given you a chance to live. So what if you’re from the City D Base? If I kill you all, no one will ever know what happened today, right?"
Honey Summers’s expression gradually turned sinister.
Dozens of lightning bolts instantly spread out from her sides.
They covered a massive area.
’An Intermediate Superpower User?’
Nina Jacobs finally understood why this girl named Honey Summers was so confident.
There were only three of them, yet they dared to say such things in front of so many people.
Only an Intermediate Superpower User could achieve this level of power.
The lightning shot toward the crowd like a spider’s web.
Nina Jacobs quickly pulled Daniel Hale out of the way.
However, the web-like attack had a wide range.
Some people managed to dodge, while a few others used their Superpowers to block it.
"Quick reflexes. I thought you only knew how to use those dumb weapons. But..."
The Thunder Superpower coiled around several team members like threads, completely immobilizing them.
The other end of the threads was in her hand.
"Let them go!"
Chester Pearson didn’t dare to make a rash move, afraid she would harm his people.
"Give up the supplies here, and I’ll let them go."
"Otherwise, these few will have to die right now."
Honey Summers applied a little pressure, and the captured men immediately cried out in agony.
"Captain, don’t worry about us!"
one of the team members said, enduring the pain wracking his body.
"Then let’s start the countdown. Three... two..."
Honey Summers deliberately drew out her words, watching Chester Pearson with great interest, waiting for his decision.
Just then, several Fire Blades, fast as lightning, suddenly appeared from the side, instantly severing the threads of the Thunder Superpower.
"Who the hell are you?"
To have her Superpower interrupted, and in front of Finn Hart, no less—Honey Summers was furious.
"Honey, don’t underestimate her. Her name is Nina Jacobs, and she might very well be an Intermediate Fire Element Superpower User. Maybe we should just forget it for today."
Finn Hart walked over, speaking with feigned concern.
"Intermediate Fire Element? How is that possible?"
It wasn’t just Honey Summers who was incredulous; her two companions behind her clearly didn’t believe it either.
"How could an Intermediate Superpower User appear in a place like this? She’s not just calling herself that, is she?"
the short-haired girl from before said dismissively.
There was no way to determine a Superpower User’s level; for now, it could only be judged by the performance of their Superpower.
"Are you really an Intermediate Fire Element Superpower User?"
Honey Summers still trusted Finn Hart’s words.
