However, to Nina Jacobs’s disappointment, she only found a small box of Gold Coins in a drawer.
There was no sign of the supposed vault.
"We only heard there were supplies here.
I never heard anything about a vault. Your information might be inaccurate."
While Caleb Carter wasn’t looking, Nina Jacobs released a few Little Zombie Rats from the window.
The Little Zombie Rats silently scuttled down the wall outside the window...
"What’s the use of so much gold?
In the end, you still have to trade it for supplies, so supplies are king."
Caleb Carter found a few more boxes of instant noodles and drinks. He even grabbed the leftover nuts from the table.
He had Claire Warner help put it all away.
"Why do you think they set up their camp here?"
The further they went, the more Nina Jacobs felt like she had missed something.
Caleb Carter thought for a moment. "Safety? Concealment?"
"If it was for safety, there are safer places nearby.
We saw quite a few zombies on the way here,
and these alleys are a tangled mess..."
Claire Warner trailed off. Caleb Carter turned to look at her. "What’s wrong?"
"Women. There are hardly any women here, inside or out.
Don’t you think that’s strange?"
’Back at the base, Fifth Mr. Stone and his men mentioned that some "new goods" had arrived.’
’What did they mean by "new goods"?’
’Whether it was people or items, she hadn’t seen anything like that on the way here.’
Fifth Mr. Stone’s words echoed in her mind:
’"To get Gold Coins, you have to be their type. I’m just going to have some fun..."’
’You have to be their type... But whose type, exactly?’
"Could it be possible that some of the supplies are with a Space Superpower User?"
Claire Warner’s words seemed to serve as a reminder for Caleb Carter.
"Are you saying that besides the people we just saw, there are others here we haven’t found yet?"
"But even if we found them all, we wouldn’t be able to tell who the Space Superpower User is."
Caleb Carter watched as Claire Warner walked to the window.
"There’s still time,"
Claire Warner said with her back to him.
"Time for what?"
Caleb Carter asked, confused.
"If we split up, are you confident enough to handle it?"
Nina Jacobs turned to face Caleb Carter.
’There were still over three hours left on the "Facial Adjustment."’
’And the Little Zombie Rats she had just released had already found some clues.’
"Why wouldn’t I dare?"
’If Claire Warner, a Space Superpower User, dared to do it, wouldn’t he look like a coward if he didn’t?’
The light outside the window grew harsher.
Caleb Carter gazed at her back.
He was suddenly struck by an odd thought.
’Claire Warner was like a gamer, contemplating her next move.’
"I imagine your goal isn’t just these few supplies, is it?"
Claire Warner turned her head to look at him.
It was obvious that Caleb Carter had been searching for something from the very beginning.
Including the time when he had snuck in alone earlier.
But it seemed he hadn’t found what he was looking for.
Seeing Claire Warner’s confident expression, Caleb Carter felt there was no need to hide it any longer.
"You’re right. I heard there’s also a shipment of weapons here.
Soul Slayer doesn’t want to be at the mercy of others anymore."
’Back at the base, the Crawford Army’s dominance was squeezing out all the other teams.’
’Including his own team. Whenever they found some hard-won supplies, they had to give them up as soon as the other side pulled out weapons.’
’The same went for Crystal Cores.’
’The Crawford Army had taken so much from them, and he couldn’t stomach it any longer.’
"So what’s the plan? I can follow your lead for now,
but..."
’But if things get really dangerous, I’ll prioritize my own survival.’
「A little over ten minutes later.」
The entrance to the camp was smashed open by a car.
Someone woke up with a start, clutching their head.
"They’re gone! That car took the supplies and ran!"
"...What’s going on?"

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