After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Harvest

"Is that really happening?"

This was the first Leo Hale had heard of it.

"Because they present well-reasoned arguments, many people can only swallow their anger and hand over their supplies, or they’re forced to join."

That was why Arthur couldn’t help but warn them.

A few Superpower Users had been tricked at this small supply point just a few days ago.

He didn’t expect to pass by today and find Nina Jacobs’s group here.

Once those people latch onto you, they’re like leeches you can’t shake off.

"Especially for groups like yours with so many women..."

Isabelle Quinn trailed off, her meaning clear.

"No wonder the Crawford Army has grown so strong."

The question in Chase Gallagher’s mind was finally answered.

According to what he had gathered over the past few days, the treatment in the Crawford Army was quite poor.

And yet, it was growing faster than any other faction.

"So this place is a trap."

Nina Jacobs guessed that someone was probably watching this place from the very beginning.

Celandine Young and his people were waiting nearby to provide support.

No wonder she’d felt something was off after entering the small store earlier.

The supplies had indeed been planted there later.

"Forget about us. Won’t they cause trouble for you, too?"

Wendy Marshall asked.

"It’s fine. We don’t have many supplies anyway, and the new base is big. We can just hide if we need to."

The young man behind Arthur said.

"You just said there are other places like this nearby?"

Nina Jacobs asked with interest.

Arthur nodded.

"We know of a few more, but usually, everyone gives them a wide berth when they see the mark,"

"except for people like you who don’t know any better."

"Interested in a little cooperation?"

As soon as Nina Jacobs spoke, Arthur noticed the eyes of the people behind her light up.

He froze.

’Cooperation?’

’It couldn’t be what I’m thinking, could it?’

...

It was a scorching afternoon.

On a deserted street.

Two men sat in their car, observing their surroundings with an air of boredom.

The sound of someone fighting zombies came from not far off.

The two looked over and saw it was a few Superpower Users.

"Looks like another fish is about to take the bait."

The area was full of abandoned buildings, with only a small convenience store diagonally across the street.

Anyone killing zombies here was only doing it for the supplies in that store.

"This must be the fourth group in the last few days."

"They don’t even think about it. How could a place like this possibly have supplies just waiting for them to collect?"

The man beside him took out a signal flare.

Thanks to the cover from the buildings, those people would never notice if he fired a signal from this position.

"Tell me about it."

"But that last fish was a big one. All it took was a little scare, and they coughed up so much good stuff, hehehe..."

While the two were talking, the man in the passenger seat had already gotten out of the car with the signal flare.

But the driver quickly noticed something was wrong.

"Hey, what’s wrong with you?"

Seeing his companion collapse on the ground, he quickly got out of the car to check on him.

A sudden sharp pain shot through his side, and he too collapsed, unconscious.

Not far away, Leo Hale looked at the syringe in his hand with an excited expression.

"Where did you get this thing? It works way too well!"

In less than three seconds, the two men were completely unconscious.

"City J. From a veterinarian, I think,"

Nina Jacobs answered.

"A vet..."

Leo Hale suddenly felt a bit of sympathy for the two guys on the ground.

But he still followed Nina Jacobs’s instructions and threw the two men back into the car.

In an inconspicuous alley, Arthur and his group sat anxiously in a minibus.

"Is it really going to be okay?"

"It’s just them."

Isabelle Quinn looked out the car window in the direction Nina Jacobs’s group had gone.

"Don’t worry, they’ll be fine,"

Holden Shaw said from the driver’s seat.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, Nina Jacobs and her group returned, completely unscathed.

"Done. On to the next one."

Hearing Leo Hale’s words, Holden Shaw let out a cheerful whistle and started the car.

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