After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Registration

After listening quietly from the safe house for a while longer, Nina Jacobs realized Icarus Golding had finally arrived.

He was two hours earlier than the agreed-upon time.

After a few moments of pleasantries, Nina heard Icarus Golding speak.

"I’ll be returning to City F next. This is your next supply pickup point."

"Tamberly? That’s so far away."

Leon Young asked.

"According to the plan, you should be able to reach it in seven days. Remember to report today’s events to Trey Windslow."

Icarus Golding said.

’Trey Windslow must be a codename,’ Nina thought. She remembered from her past life that The Aegis Conclave often used codenames for its members.

It was one of the reasons their movements were so hard to trace.

"I heard you’re looking for experts, Mr. Golding. What if they look down on us and refuse to join?"

a man asked.

Icarus Golding’s reply was dripping with acid.

"If they won’t join, just kill them. There’s no reason to feel sorry for people who don’t know what’s good for them."

The others exchanged a look.

But no one argued.

Hearing this, Nina sneered inwardly.

’This Icarus Golding really is a wolf in sheep’s clothing, hiding a dagger behind his smile.’

She climbed onto the roof of the safe house and vaulted over the deserted courtyard wall to the outside.

Less than an hour later, Icarus Golding and his group heard someone approaching from outside.

"She’s an hour early. Looks like she’s still suspicious of us."

The man called Vance said.

"She has every right to be. She managed to take on Hugo Crawford; it’s impossible for her to not be on guard."

Icarus Golding waved a hand, and a wooden chest appeared, filled to the brim with Crystal Cores and Gold.

When Nina Jacobs walked in, the wooden chest was sitting brazenly in front of her.

"This is..."

Nina asked, feigning surprise.

"An initiation gift. You see, Miss Jacobs, the organization heard about your accomplishments and would be thrilled to have you join. Consider this merely a welcoming present. There will be more to collect on a regular basis in the future."

Icarus Golding explained with a beaming smile.

"What is this organization of yours actually called?" Nina asked.

The woman to the side heard her, glanced at Icarus Golding, and then answered, "We’re all from the Mutual Aid Society. My surname is Lynch, you can call me Amy Lynch."

’Mutual Aid Society, Amy Lynch.’

’Both names are probably fake,’ Nina thought, but she asked anyway,

"Where are you from, Miss Lynch? I don’t believe I’ve seen you at the base."

"I’m from Sharrow."

Amy Lynch regretted her words as soon as they were out. Sure enough, she saw Vance shoot her a glare.

"You drove here, didn’t you, Miss Jacobs? Let Amy put these things in your car for you later. For now, you can complete the initiation registration right here."

Icarus Golding smoothly changed the subject.

With that, he had Amy Lynch prepare for the registration.

Amy Lynch nodded and pulled several metal briefcases from her spatial storage.

She deftly pulled on a pair of disposable rubber gloves, then began laying out various disinfectants and blood-drawing equipment from the cases.

Nina understood immediately.

’Just as I thought. Their ’registration’ isn’t just about filling out a form.’

She’d heard in her past life that The Aegis Conclave’s initiation process required collecting venous blood, fingerprints, a voiceprint, a facial scan, and even iris scans and saliva samples.

It seemed that was exactly what was happening.

This was tantamount to handing over all of her personal information and biometric data to a shadowy organization.

"When did I say I was going to join?"

Nina’s words made everyone’s expression sour.

"Miss Jacobs, what’s the meaning of this?

We came all this way. Are you just trying to mess with us?"

Vance asked, his voice low and threatening.

He looked to be in his thirties, with a thick black beard framing his face. That, combined with his piercing gaze, was certainly intimidating.

But Nina remained impassive. She looked at them and said,

"What, your time is precious, but mine isn’t?

You drag me all the way out here just to feed me a fake name for your group?

Mr. Golding, you must really underestimate me."

Icarus Golding’s expression relaxed slightly.

’So that’s what this is about,’ he thought. ’This Nina Jacobs is certainly clever.’

"A misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding.

My friends here meant no offense. After all, when you’re carrying valuable supplies, you have to be cautious on the road."

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