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After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 484

Chapter 484: Chapter 484: The Current Situation in Keldorn

The relocation of Lornwood Base would still take several days.

Nina Jacobs didn’t stay behind, instead returning to Tomorrow Base with the group that was relocating that day.

The number of zombies on the road had clearly increased.

"It seems all the commotion over the past few days has attracted a lot of zombies."

Silas Crowley remarked after getting out of the vehicle with Nina Jacobs to clear a few waves of them.

"That’s to be expected. The zombies in Keldorn have never been culled, so they’ll probably be a problem in the future."

Nina Jacobs sighed.

Keldorn was vast, and the base had been established in a sparsely populated area even before the apocalypse. That was the only reason it seemed like there were few zombies.

But based on Keldorn’s pre-apocalypse population, most of the zombies were still concentrated in its more developed cities.

Furthermore, while Anselm Hughes was in charge of Lornwood Base, he never systematically dealt with the zombie problem. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

The zombies in those cities and the zombified animals in the surrounding areas would likely start appearing one after another.

Not to mention there was still the "ticking time bomb"—Crestfall.

After returning to the base, Nina Jacobs brought this up with Felix Finch.

"I’m planning to go check out the area around Crestfall tomorrow," Nina Jacobs said.

She wanted to find out just how many zombies were inside.

"I’ll go with you.

As for Lornwood Base, Valerius Lucas, Hartley, Reinhard Caldwell, and Grim can be in charge of the relocation tomorrow."

Felix Finch was a Spiritual Element Superpower User. With him along, they might be able to get a more accurate read on the situation inside.

Besides, Felix Finch had escaped from Crestfall before.

Nina Jacobs immediately agreed.

"By the way, Freya is school-aged now. I know a teacher, and if you think she’s a good fit, you could have her teach Freya a few things."

Nina Jacobs hadn’t forgotten about Chrysanthe Abbott.

She remembered seeing Chrysanthe Abbott’s work ID at Jared Crawford’s home. She seemed to be an elementary school teacher, a fact that was confirmed when the two of them chatted on the way back.

Felix Finch’s eyes lit up.

He had just been planning to find someone to look after his daughter, Freya Finch, and teach her once things settled down.

He hadn’t expected Nina Jacobs to be so thoughtful.

"I’ll thank you on Freya’s behalf."

Felix Finch was at a loss for words.

Nina Jacobs had saved his and his daughter’s lives and given him his current life.

"Don’t be in such a hurry to thank me. I just want to make sure my base leader has enough energy to do his job properly," Nina Jacobs said, half-joking.

And after meeting Chrysanthe Abbott in person, Felix Finch was even more pleased.

"I... I can still teach?"

Chrysanthe Abbott asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

She never imagined Nina Jacobs would find her the very job she had loved most before the apocalypse.

"Yes. Right now, there are two students."

Nina Jacobs said, pointing to Zoraida and Freya Finch, who were sitting up perfectly straight.

If there were other children of the same age in the future, she believed Chrysanthe Abbott could teach them as well.

"Hello, Ms. Abbott."

Freya Finch and Zoraida shouted in unison.

Chrysanthe Abbott’s eyes instantly turned red.

She remembered what her late husband, Jared Crawford, had said:

’How could a person’s life be meaningless?’

’Even in death, as long as you’ve done something meaningful, your life wasn’t lived in vain.’

"Thank you, Nina Jacobs."

Chrysanthe Abbott said, grabbing Nina Jacobs’s hands.

It was Nina Jacobs who had given meaning to what Jared Crawford had done, and who had also given her a reason to keep on living.

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