After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 457

Chapter 457: Chapter 457: Han Lewis’s Memories

"So, what do you think, Flynn?

How does the power of Lornwood Base’s Dual Element Superpower User stack up?"

Arcadia White asked.

Seeing Chuck Willow’s precious son get thwarted brought her more joy than anything. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Flynn White kept staring at Nina Jacobs.

For some reason, he had a constant sense of crisis.

He didn’t know if Nina Jacobs had used her full strength just now, but if they were to really fight, he was certain he wouldn’t gain any advantage.

But the thought of how many of his family’s people were still in Whittaker Town put him slightly at ease.

’No matter how formidable Nina Jacobs is, she won’t be able to escape Whittaker Town.’

"Good. Very good. She’s worthy of being my opponent."

"Auntie, you truly have a keen eye for talent."

Flynn White finally replied.

"Alright, I’ll be sure to arrange a formal match between you two when the opportunity arises."

"Evelina was injured today, so I won’t be staying."

After saying her piece, Arcadia White hastily left with her people.

Chuck Willow, likely anxious to check on her son’s injuries, also said her goodbyes to Nina Jacobs, pulling Flynn White along with her.

Even the puppet-like people who had just surrounded them to block the road all dispersed.

Meanwhile, Han Lewis was rolling around on the ground not far away, looking like a pathetic wild dog wallowing in the mud.

"That’s enough. Let’s go back for now."

At Nina Jacobs’s words, Han Lewis immediately stopped.

He looked at Nina Jacobs tentatively. His brain’s control over his body was still recovering. He wanted to smile, but the result looked worse than crying.

He just hadn’t expected Nina Jacobs to be so powerful, capable of fighting Flynn White to such a standstill.

After getting everything tidied up, Nina Jacobs released the Diamond Sand Cover in her room before turning to ask Han Lewis:

"You’re a Space Superpower User. What did you used to do for Ambrose White?"

Han Lewis could feel that his ability to form sentences had recovered a little more. He answered, slurring his words:

"...Helped Cassius... get... lotsa stuff."

’Helped him collect a lot of supplies?’

Nina Jacobs more or less understood.

"Where did you collect them from? And where did you take them?" she asked again.

Han Lewis thought for a moment and said:

"F’om Ignis... took ’em to... to the manor."

From the train to the White Manor.

Nina Jacobs frowned upon hearing this. ’Could the warehouse for Whittaker Town be inside the White Manor?’

’With that many supplies, it seems unlikely.’

"I sus...pect... their stuff... isn’t here."

Han Lewis managed to say this sentence clearly.

"The nights they... bring back... the stuff... there are strange sounds... from the mirrors..."

Han Lewis recalled with his eyes closed.

Although it had only been a month or two, the days he was forced to be a puppet felt like sleepwalking to him.

Or a nightmare.

He couldn’t remember many things clearly.

He might have gone somewhere, but he couldn’t recall it anymore.

’Sounds in the town at night... is it the sound of supplies being transported?’

Nina Jacobs didn’t press Han Lewis to keep trying to remember.

That night, Nina Jacobs once again went to the outer side of the perimeter wall at the edge of town.

In the Puppet Guards’ cafeteria, she poured more than twenty bottles of "Healing Potion" into the thin, sour-smelling porridge.

After watching every Puppet Guard drink the porridge while she remained invisible, she released two small mice in two different corners before leaving.

’We’ll see tomorrow if it has any effect.’

The effect seemed to come faster than Nina Jacobs had imagined.

That very night, several explosions were heard around Whittaker Town.

As if foreshadowing something, these sounds shattered the silence of Whittaker Town...

The next day, early in the morning, Nina Jacobs woke up to find Han Lewis gone.

He had left a crookedly written note, saying he was going to find something.

"Let’s go. We’ll go see what all the commotion is about."

Although she didn’t know what Han Lewis had gone to find, she still locked his door from the outside, making it look like he was still inside.

The manor courtyard was usually bustling at this time, as The Whites often spent more than two hours eating breakfast, chatting and laughing.

But today, an unusual atmosphere permeated the entire place, inside and out.

Several bodies lay outside the courtyard gate.

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