After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret-Chapter 75: Bloodshed After All

"Then just say it already."

Leo Hale urged impatiently.

All this commotion was bound to attract zombies any minute now.

"Our headquarters is... it’s over at Breslin Park!"

The man in the shirt answered.

"Why are you recruiting so many Superpower Users?

It can’t just be to kill zombies, right?"

Leo Hale asked again.

"We don’t know either! We were just sent out to recruit people.

We just do whatever the boss tells us to do."

"Yeah, what he said is all true.

Our boss is Cole Dempsey,

but we rarely ever see him."

The man in the shirt and his companion both scrambled to answer.

’Cole Dempsey?’

Nina Jacobs searched her memory for the name. It was the first time she’d ever heard it.

For a moment, she’d almost thought the boss was Liam Grant and his group.

The park the man mentioned was the same one where she had collected a large stash of supplies a few days ago.

It was also the place Renee Strong had mentioned.

’Could it be that the supplies there didn’t belong to Liam Grant’s group, but to the headquarters of this Superpower User Alliance?’

"That’s even weirder.

Recruiting Superpower Users and not using them, just keeping them around...

Are they some kind of charity organization?"

Leo Hale muttered.

"That’s ridiculous. With food so scarce right now,

who would..."

Before Chelsea Walsh could finish, she heard Ian Chandler shout, "Watch out!"

From the car that had crashed into the wall ahead, the dark muzzle of a gun emerged.

BANG!

Nina Jacobs had also spotted the gun. Just as she was about to use her Speed Element Superpower to dodge, a figure jumped in front of her.

It was Wayne Warner.

"You can all go to hell!"

A woman climbed out of the car.

Just as she was about to fire at the group again, a dagger pierced through her temple.

Leo Hale’s eyes widened as he stared at the woman he had just killed.

’I just killed someone...’

"Are you okay?"

Nina Jacobs checked Wayne Warner’s wound.

Fortunately, Wayne had already activated his Strength Enhancement. Although the bullet hit him in the back, it had only penetrated halfway.

"It still drew blood."

Nina Jacobs sighed. She hadn’t expected Wayne Warner to take a bullet for her.

Meanwhile, Myra Lawson had already raised her gun, aiming it at the car and checking if anyone else was inside.

"The car’s clear. It was just her."

Myra Lawson confirmed.

"Sh-she has nothing to do with us!

We didn’t tell her to do that."

The man in the shirt and his companion frantically waved their hands.

"You had ulterior motives. You were just waiting for your companion to turn the tables on us, weren’t you?"

Ian Chandler’s face was cold.

A gun appeared in his hand out of thin air, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Myra Lawson was stunned by this scene.

"That’s my son, all right."

A moment later, Myra Lawson said with a smile.

Her job was unusual. Even before the apocalypse, having blood on her hands was a common occurrence.

But every time she went home to see Ian, she had to put on the facade of a good mother.

She was worried about scaring Ian, who was still just a student.

But now, it seemed she no longer had to worry about that.

Nina Jacobs had also been worried that Myra Lawson would be frightened by Ian’s actions.

But to her surprise, Myra just smiled as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

Several gunshots echoed in the distance, followed by a few armored vehicles rolling in one after another.

"Looks like they’re here. You don’t have to worry anymore."

Myra Lawson said with a smile.

It turned out that as soon as Vaughn Rowan returned to the shelter, he had immediately gathered a team and rushed back.

First, to support Myra Lawson and the others, and second, to search for the third squad.

Seeing the state of the scene, Vaughn Rowan couldn’t help but ask worriedly,

"Are you alright, ma’am?"

"I’m fine. What could happen to me?

I had protection this time."

Myra Lawson smiled as she looked at Nina Jacobs and her group.

"Myra, what should we do with these people?"

A young man in a white jacket asked.

"Tie them up and take them back."

Myra Lawson said.

"Didn’t you say you’d let us go if we talked?"

The shirt-wearing man’s companion asked in terror.

The bald man was now charred black from the electricity. Even though Chelsea Walsh had retracted her Superpower, he remained unconscious.

"I said that."

Nina Jacobs helped Wayne Warner to his feet.

"What I say doesn’t count. What she says does."

Nina Jacobs said.

These people had tried to kill them several times; she never intended to let them go from the start.

"..."

"Miss, I’m not with them!

Look, these are the injuries they gave me.

They forced me!"

The woman who had been silent the whole time pulled open her cuffs and clothes.

Her body was covered in not only bruises from beatings but also burns from cigarettes.

"Nina Jacobs, what do you think?"

But Myra Lawson tossed the question to Nina Jacobs.

"That’s her business.

All I know is that she’s one of them."

Nina didn’t know what Myra was getting at, but she answered anyway.

The woman was pitiful, yes.

But she still did everything they asked of her.

’If she wanted to show where she stood, she should have done it before the woman in the car ambushed us.

Not now.’

"Well said. Take them all away."

Myra Lawson waved her hand, and Vaughn Rowan’s team immediately understood, tying up the two of them.

"Are you alright?"

Nina Jacobs clapped Leo Hale on the shoulder.

Leo had been standing frozen in place ever since he killed the woman.

Looking shell-shocked.

"No, I’m fine..."

Leo Hale muttered, but his gaze was still vacant.

"If you’re fine, then come help."

Nina Jacobs pointed at Wayne Warner.

She wanted Leo to use his Gold Element Superpower to pull the bullet out of Wayne’s back.

"Oh, right!"

Leo Hale finally snapped out of it.

When he saw Wayne Warner’s bloody, mangled back, the dazed look in his eyes vanished.

’I killed someone, but I wasn’t wrong to do it.

If that bullet had hit anyone other than Wayne, their fate would have been uncertain.’

After a muffled grunt from Wayne Warner, the bullet was indeed pulled out of his back by Leo Hale’s Superpower.

"We brought a doctor and a Healer."

Vaughn Rowan said, drawn over by the smell of blood.

This was also on Myra Lawson’s orders.

If they found any surviving team members, they could provide immediate medical treatment.

"Good, thank you."

Nina Jacobs had already given Wayne Warner a diluted Healing Potion.

His wound would heal slowly.

However, she hadn’t expected the doctor and the Healer to be the mother-daughter duo, Josie Joyce and Juliana Sinclair.

"Since the bullet’s out, let’s have Josie try to heal him with her Superpower."

Juliana Sinclair said after briefly disinfecting Wayne Warner’s wound.

"Sorry to trouble you."

Nina Jacobs told Wayne Warner to sit still in the car, and he nodded.

Outside the car, Chelsea Walsh was asking about the rescue operation.

"We’ve dispatched another six helicopters.

We just got word confirming there are still survivors inside Ardmore University.

But we can’t be sure if it’s Captain Walsh and his team."

Vaughn Rowan replied.

"There are survivors..."

Hope was rekindled in Chelsea Walsh.

"They should be back soon. Let’s just wait a little longer."

Myra Lawson patted Chelsea Walsh’s shoulder, then turned to the rest of her personnel.

"Vaughn, you stay here. The rest of you go with Owen Lewis to kill zombies. Make sure this area is secure."

"Yes, ma’am!"

Leo Hale quietly walked over to Ian Chandler and asked in a low voice,

"Who exactly is your mom?

How come so many people listen to her?"

She could mobilize so many people and helicopters at once, and her commanding presence was undeniable.

He was growing more and more curious.