After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342: Chapter 342: Merit and Stigma

"You’ve been through something like this too?"

Mordecai Quinn was a little surprised.

He walked over to his cabinet, intending to get something to drink for his guests.

But he found that the cabinet had been completely emptied.

He couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.

"Here, have a drink."

It was Nina Jacobs who pulled a few cans of coffee from her backpack.

"Miss Sutton and her daughter... my mother gave her life to save them."

But he never expected that Erasmus Sutton would drug his water at such a critical moment.

Meridia Base was currently facing a severe shortage of supplies. In just one month, over a hundred people had starved to death.

Hunting in Mornfell had indeed been his idea. Before entering the mountains, the only thing he drank was the water from his flask—water that Erasmus Sutton had specially prepared for him, claiming it was to replenish his electrolytes.

He couldn’t remember what happened after that. The next thing he knew, he was waking up, tumbling out of the python’s belly, and seeing Nina Jacobs.

"No wonder."

Nina Jacobs had been puzzled at the time. The man hadn’t seemed to know he’d been swallowed by a snake.

"Before the trip to Mornfell, we had successfully recovered a batch of supplies from Veridia,"

Mordecai Quinn said.

But Caspian Ziegler had just said that Daniel Lewis came back empty-handed.

He felt the answer was self-evident.

"The agreement wasn’t fulfilled. I will naturally step down from the position of base leader,

but anyone can be the leader except for Zachary Ziegler."

"Why?"

Nina asked.

"Because Meridia Base was entrusted to me by my father before he died,

and I don’t want to hand his life’s work over to someone like that,"

Mordecai Quinn replied.

"Even if not a single person in the entire base will speak up for you?"

After Nina spoke, Mordecai fell silent.

Even an outsider like Nina, who had just arrived, could see it. How could he not know?

He was willing to give his life for the base, but its people were ungrateful.

"Sacrifices aren’t always seen, but slander is always remembered."

In the midst of such suffering, no one sings praises of sacrifice.

Only those with full stomachs have the luxury of reminiscing about the past.

"I know."

’But... it doesn’t matter anymore.’

Mordecai Quinn stood up and said, "You two rest here. I’m going out for a bit."

"You’re going to look for that guy, Daniel Lewis?"

Nina asked.

"How did you know?"

Mordecai did indeed plan to find Daniel Lewis. He wanted to ask him what had happened to that batch of supplies.

"I suggest you give up. Even if you manage to find him, those people won’t let you get your hands on the supplies,"

Nina said.

It sounded like this Daniel Lewis fellow had already betrayed Mordecai Quinn.

But whether her guess was right or not, Mordecai was already making a desperate, final stand.

"I can’t just do nothing."

Mordecai knew his chances were slim.

But if he waited until tomorrow, he really wouldn’t be able to do anything at all.

"What if someone could sell you a batch of supplies?"

Nina asked tentatively.

"Not likely. Supplies are more precious than anything right now. Even if someone in the base has a stash, they probably wouldn’t be willing to part with it,"

Mordecai replied.

Trades for supplies were usually made with Crystal Cores and Gold. He wasn’t short on either, but in Meridia Base, there had long been a price for such things, but no market.

When faced with life and death, no one was willing to trade food for them.

"I know a friend. She can trade supplies. It just depends on what you’re offering,"

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