After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Chapter 471: Finally No Longer Crazy

Edmund Lawson and Leoric Donovan sensed what was coming.

The two of them made a break for the compound gate.

"Holly Morgan."

At Nina Jacobs’s command, two deep purple briars shot toward them!

The sharp thorns sank into their flesh without a shred of mercy.

The two men screamed in agony, but Holly Morgan’s expression was one of excitement.

"I’ll ask again. When was the last time you saw Silas Crowley?"

Nina Jacobs asked.

"It was... at... at Lornwood Base..."

Edmund Lawson shrieked in pain as one of the thorns inched toward his eyeball.

"We were wrong! We lied before!

No! I lied to you! Silas Crowley isn’t dead! Aaaah!"

The two men screamed relentlessly.

Audrey Lewis was stunned.

"Audrey, they said Silas isn’t dead! He’s not dead!"

Gemma Lucas hurried to her side, her voice filled with joy.

"He’s not dead? Then where is he now?"

Audrey Lewis’s gaze shifted to Nina Jacobs.

"What is your relationship to Silas Crowley?" Nina Jacobs asked.

She had always assumed Silas Crowley was on his own.

But the origin of this group was a mystery.

"I... I’m Silas Crowley’s older sister.

I’m sorry I lied to you before. My name is Audrey Crowley."

Audrey Crowley said, wiping away her tears.

Lyra Thorne patted her on the back before adding,

"The Crowley Group... I wonder if you’ve heard of it, Miss Jacobs?

Silas was supposed to be the heir to the Crowley Clan, but the family respected his wishes and allowed him to pursue a career in entertainment.

We’ve been searching for him for months, traveling all the way from Stenmore. We eventually heard he had appeared in Keldorn.

That’s when we ran into these two, who told us that Silas had unfortunately been infected by the zombie virus..."

’The Crowley Group?’

Nina Jacobs recognized the name.

The Crowley Group was one of Drakonia’s eight major defense contractors. While ordinary people might not be familiar with the Crowley Clan, she knew them all too well from her past life.

In her past life, during the second year of the apocalypse, one of Drakonia’s borders was suddenly invaded by a neighboring country. The military couldn’t dispatch weapons and equipment in time. It was the Crowley Group, which had always kept a low profile, that mobilized a massive amount of weapons and supplies to repel the enemy.

Back then, the news board at City D Base had even posted a newspaper from the command center commending the Crowley Group. A few months later, however, she heard that the entire Crowley Clan had been massacred by advanced zombies, leaving no one alive...

She never expected to meet members of the Crowley Clan in Keldorn in this lifetime.

"Please, don’t take it personally.

We only hid our surname for various family reasons.

Is my brother, Silas, really still alive?"

Audrey Crowley even took out her pre-apocalypse ID card.

Nina Jacobs nodded. "He was alive and well the last time I saw him."

"Can you take us to him?

As long as he’s alive, I’ll do anything you ask."

Audrey Crowley pleaded.

"I can, but I won’t be sparing these two."

Nina Jacobs said, gesturing to the two men who were still begging loudly for their lives.

Before Nina Jacobs could even act, Holly Morgan struck.

Blood didn’t splatter. Instead, it was completely absorbed by the purple briars.

Holly Morgan watched as the purple briars grew tougher and sharper, a flicker of fascination in her eyes.

Over the past few days on the road, Nina Jacobs had noticed Holly Morgan’s murderous boredom and had given her a small booklet.

It was a manual on techniques for the Wood Element Superpower. She had been reading it with great relish, and this very move was something she had conceived of while studying it.

’To maximize the Wood Element Superpower’s effectiveness, there’s no need to grow a new plant from scratch every time. I should cultivate a mother plant.’

’And this briar, which has grown stronger by absorbing blood, would be the perfect mother plant I’ve been imagining...’

"Bloodthirsty, but powerful,"

Nina Jacobs commented with a nod of approval.

"Mhm. All I care about is being powerful."

Holly Morgan’s eyes shone. The purple briars had already drained the two men of their blood, and she retracted the vine.

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