After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: I Have a Friend

However, it wasn’t until the two of them arrived at the abandoned construction site that they realized there were already other survivors there.

Most were small, organized teams, and some were even trading supplies.

"You charge a fee?"

After they got out of the car, a man and a woman, all smiles, walked out from the derelict building.

"Hehehe,"

"Of course. It may be dilapidated here,"

"but someone has to handle sanitation, right?"

"All the teams want a quiet place to rest, so we handle the zoning and management and..."

"What are the rates?"

Nina Jacobs cut the man off.

She didn’t mind paying if there were actual services provided.

"It’s not much, not much at all. Seeing as there are only two of you,"

"about two pounds of grain, or some crackers or instant noodles would be fine."

"And you can stay for as many days as you like."

"What do you think...?"

The woman next to him answered, carefully watching Nina Jacobs’s expression.

Nina Jacobs opened the car door, took out a one-kilogram bag of flour, and handed it to her.

"Is this enough?"

"Enough, more than enough!"

The pair’s eyes lit up when they saw the small bag of flour.

"What kind of area would you two like? I’ll take you there right now."

The man briefly introduced himself.

His name was Stephen Rhodes, and the woman was his wife, Autumn Lewis.

The two of them had been staying at this abandoned construction site for almost a month.

"Just somewhere with a bit of privacy."

The building at the abandoned construction site was seven or eight stories high. Each floor was only built up to the red brick stage, with no windows, just empty, cement-coated window frames.

Someone was standing in one of the window frames, watching them.

They probably saw it was just the two of them and retreated back inside.

"Yes, yes, I have just the place for you two."

"The privacy is excellent."

As they walked, Stephen Rhodes gave them an overview of the situation at the abandoned construction site.

This area had seen little traffic even before the apocalypse.

Ever since the shelter in City J collapsed, some individuals and small teams had spontaneously made their way here.

For the most part, they managed to coexist peacefully.

When there were signs of zombies, they would even band together to fight them off.

They would also bring out any surplus supplies to trade.

"Of course, there are some who don’t get along,"

"but they usually just leave on their own."

From what Stephen Rhodes said, it seemed the people here weren’t difficult to get along with.

Staying for a night with Wayne Warner shouldn’t be a problem.

Stephen Rhodes led the two to a brick-and-tile unit with two rooms and a living area.

The only things in the room were a few stools, a table, and two plank beds propped up by bricks.

As for the "excellent privacy" he’d mentioned, it probably just meant it had a door, unlike the other rooms.

Fortunately, although it was crude, the place was reasonably clean.

It was also at the end of the fourth floor, so no one would be passing by the door randomly.

"This is fine. We’ll take it."

Nina Jacobs wasn’t picky.

After Stephen Rhodes left, Nina Jacobs used "Five Senses Enhancement" to scan the surroundings.

She confirmed there was no immediate danger.

"I’m going to go check things out. Want to come with?"

Nina Jacobs asked.

When Wayne Warner nodded, she shouldered her own backpack.

Earlier, to avoid attracting attention, she and Wayne Warner had each brought a hiking backpack from the car.

Stephen Rhodes had said they could trade supplies in the large hall on the right side of the first floor.

She planned to go see if there was anything useful to trade for.

As soon as she entered the trading area, Nina Jacobs was drawn to a stall covered with Crystal Cores.

’Someone here is actually selling Crystal Cores?!’

The trading area wasn’t large, with only a dozen or so stalls, three of which were displaying Crystal Cores.

"What’s the trade for these?"

Nina Jacobs deliberately circled the area twice before stopping at a stall that had a relatively large number of Fire Element Crystal Cores.

"You new here, young lady?"

"Got any food? If you do, the price is negotiable."

The stall owner was a man with a toothpick dangling from his mouth, currently playing poker with two other owners nearby.

"How about this?"

Nina Jacobs took out a two-kilogram bag of flour.

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