After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Chapter 405: Immediate Entry

Theseus York, in particular, had gotten to his feet only to have Nina Jacobs beat him black and blue.

"What... what are you really after...?"

Theseus York asked, lifting a seemingly weak arm.

"..."

Nina Jacobs found herself wondering, ’Do these people have amnesia?’

’Weren’t they the ones who struck first?’ 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Still, she pointed to the room Theseus York had just come out of and asked:

"What’s the deal with that room?"

"That’s our boss’s room. Only the boss can live there," a man lying on the floor, unable to get up, answered.

’So it’s a private room?’

Nina Jacobs’s expression grew serious. "Good. It’s mine now."

"..."

Theseus York watched helplessly as the two walked in, and then the door—his door—slammed shut.

"Brutal..." Theseus York muttered.

Only after Nina Jacobs came inside did she realize that this wasn’t a small private room; it was quite spacious inside.

It was fully furnished with a desk, sofa, and bed, and was kept quite clean.

On the desk was a discarded plastic water bottle, cut into the shape of a flower, holding a few brightly colored plastic flowers.

She found it hard to reconcile this decor with the boss, Theseus York, outside.

She also discovered a ventilation duct opening in an upper corner.

After confirming that the duct went through the wall, she first tried putting a Little Zombie Rat inside.

The rat could now see clearly, but the duct was narrow, and it branched out further ahead.

She recalled the work logs Jared Crawford had left behind. A few of them roughly described the Correction Pod’s layout.

So she took out paper and a pen and, relying on her memory of the path she had just walked, began to draw a rough layout map.

She didn’t open the door to the room until evening.

Theseus York watched helplessly as his bedroll and other personal belongings were thrown out by Wayne Warner.

"Brutal..." Theseus York said.

"You two are the ones who snatched our boss’s room?" a few furious, bare-chested men asked, pointing at the two of them.

"Yeah. And we beat him up," Nina Jacobs replied.

"You’ve gone too far! Believe it or not, we’ll make you join the combat match tomorrow! Once your name is submitted, it’ll be too late even if you don’t want to," one of the men said smugly.

"How did you know I wanted to join the combat match?"

The reason Nina Jacobs had come out was to find someone to ask how to sign up for the combat matches.

According to the rules posted at the entrance, there were eight matches a day inside the Correction Pod.

To get out of the Correction Pod, you had to win ten combat matches in a row, or, alternatively, win five matches in a row where your opponent survived.

Even if you lost just one match, you had to start all over again.

That’s why Leoric Donovan, the one who had taken over Silas Crowley’s place, had said it was an impossible task.

Because to this day, no one had managed to win ten matches in a row.

If she and Wayne Warner could each participate in one match a day, the fastest they could leave would be in five days.

If their opponents died, it would take ten days.

She had to enter the matches as soon as possible.

However, the people around them were dumbfounded when they heard this:

"What did you say? You want to join the combat matches?!" the man who had been shouting just before asked, his eyes wide.

"Are there any requirements?"

Nina Jacobs could sense that these people didn’t like the combat matches.

The people around them all shook their heads.

A few covered their mouths, unable to hide their joyful expressions.

"If you’re willing to fight, we can let you have the room..." Theseus York said, hugging his sleeping mat.

"Yeah, yeah, the boss is right! Stay wherever you want! We’ll go sign you up for tomorrow’s matches right now!" the other bare-chested man chimed in hastily.

"Make it two matches, one for me and one for him."

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