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After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Meeting at Griston

"This is a dangerous one. It’s better if she doesn’t come."

Nina Jacobs had noticed this over the past few days as well.

Whenever they were out killing zombies or searching for supplies, Rhonda Rowan would always stay behind in the car alone.

Her reason was that she was just an ordinary person, not a Superpower User.

Cordelia and the others seemed used to it, treating it as perfectly normal.

"It makes no difference whether she comes or not. She’s just more used to giving orders under the guise of helping people."

Silas Crowley said lazily.

He already regretted joining that mutual aid society. ’Thinking back, I was such an idiot,’ he thought.

Many people in the society just reaped the rewards without doing any of the work.

They didn’t have to go out, yet they enjoyed all sorts of resources. All they had to do was put on a compassionate and benevolent act.

Ultimately, they were just exploiting the lingering spirit of mutual aid left in humanity.

"You can’t really say that. Doing good deeds is still worthwhile, or we wouldn’t have met Nina Jacobs,

I think it’s a good thing to help people as much as you can, within your own abilities."

Cordelia said.

"You’re right. I originally thought I’d just live one day at a time, and it would be good to do something for everyone before I died,"

"but now, I don’t want to die anymore."

Reginald Sutton said as he drove. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

He had gotten to know Cordelia, as well as Silas Crowley and Tobin. In just a few short days, Nina Jacobs had led them through several near-death escapes.

He suddenly felt that being alive was actually quite interesting.

Nina Jacobs listened to their conversation in silence.

’Regardless of their system affinity scores, they’re all decent people.’

’If I need to recruit people in the future, I can consider them.’

It was only about ten kilometers from Pyralia to Griston, so the group quickly arrived in the vicinity.

"Remember, don’t speak unless you have to."

Nina Jacobs reminded them before they got out of the car.

"Got it."

Silas Crowley made an OK gesture and followed the others.

The appearance of Griston had nothing to do with its name; it was originally a village.

On a corroded and mottled stone plaque above, the large, faintly visible words "Griston New Village" were inscribed.

Two large white gates made of a special material were shut tight, with a camera in the upper right corner.

Nina Jacobs recognized the material. It was the same kind used to bind Greg Unger and the other person back on Mornfell.

An ordinary Superpower wouldn’t be able to open it.

"Who’s out there?"

A man’s voice came from the camera.

"Magnus York."

For several minutes after Nina Jacobs’s reply, the voice didn’t sound again.

Just as Cordelia and the others were growing more and more tense, the gate actually opened.

A short man walked out.

Several men and women followed behind him.

The man’s expression immediately turned to one of confusion when he saw Nina Jacobs.

Nina Jacobs knew she had guessed correctly. This person must have met Magnus York before.

"You’re Magnus York?" the man asked.

"Magnus York had something to attend to and couldn’t make it, so she sent me in her place."

With that, Nina Jacobs took out a Compass.

The short man took it and examined the Compass.

"This is indeed Magnus York’s Compass. What’s your name?"

"Zephyra."

Nina Jacobs produced a Badge.

Immediately after, Cordelia and the others behind her also took out their Badges.

After confirming the Badges one by one, the man still seemed somewhat suspicious.

Just then, a woman behind him asked:

"We’ve never seen any of you before. Why couldn’t Magnus York and the others come?"

"You don’t know yet?"

Nina Jacobs asked, feigning surprise.

They exchanged glances, the same doubt reflected in their eyes. It was true that information was hard to come by these days.

’Have we missed something?’

"What happened?"

The woman asked instinctively.

"We need to confirm your identities first. Organization matters can’t be spread casually."

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