After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Preparing to Leave

The future base for City D would be established nearby. She had considered the possibility of just staying in the old house.

It wasn’t out of the question to wait here until the base was in its early stages of construction.

The shelter would definitely be safer, relatively speaking.

But Nina Jacobs remembered that in her past life, the shelter had also been hit by several zombie attacks.

With so many people, it was a daily occurrence for someone in the shelter to get infected with the zombie virus.

So Nina Jacobs’s impression of the shelter could be summed up in one word: chaos.

It was safer, but chaotic.

"What’s a shelter like? I’ve never seen one."

Leo Hale took a sip of milk. For the past few days, all their food had come from Ian Chandler’s space.

It was all from the truckload of supplies they’d found on the road.

If Ian Chandler left, they’d be in real trouble.

"You want to see it? I can take you guys for a look."

An abrupt voice came from outside the door.

Everyone stared in shock as Chester Pearson walked in.

He even grabbed an egg, sat down beside them, and started peeling it right there.

"How did you get in?"

Chelsea Walsh asked, frowning.

"Holt Tate is a Gold Element Superpower User, you know. He let me in."

Chester Pearson pointed at the innocent-looking Holt Tate behind him.

"I-I-I... I..."

Holt Tate pointed at himself, his face beet red.

’It really wasn’t my fault.’

Looking at Chester Pearson’s behavior, Chelsea Walsh finally asked the question that had been weighing on her for so long.

She wanted to ask about the whereabouts of her brother, Forrest Walsh.

"What? Forrest Walsh is your brother?!"

Chester Pearson’s reaction was so strong that even Nina Jacobs, who had been silent until now, couldn’t help but look up.

"You know Forrest Walsh?"

Leo Hale was excited too, and Chelsea Walsh’s eyes filled with hope.

"Don’t know him."

Chester Pearson said with a smile, holding his hands out.

He had a completely shameless expression on his face.

"Then why did you..."

Chelsea Walsh’s eyes instantly reddened with anger.

’How could someone like him even exist?’

"What’s wrong with you? Do you think it’s funny to mess with people like that?"

’Right then, all Leo Hale wanted was to beat Chester Pearson to a pulp.’

It wasn’t just Chelsea Walsh; he and Daniel Hale were also extremely worried about Forrest Walsh.

They’d thought Chester Pearson might know something, but they never expected he would joke about something so serious.

"U-u-um..."

Holt Tate stood behind Chester Pearson, looking like he wanted to say something but was holding back.

"What’s wrong, Holt Tate? Want an egg?"

As if he hadn’t seen their reactions, Chester Pearson casually reached for another boiled egg, but Chelsea Walsh snatched it away.

"Sir! If you’re talking about Commander Forrest Walsh of the third detachment, I saw him just a couple of days ago!"

Holt Tate finally managed to say.

"Yes, my brother is in the third detachment! You saw him? That means he’s still alive! How is he doing?"

Chelsea Walsh asked excitedly.

Holt Tate glanced at Chester Pearson. Seeing no reaction, he continued:

"I just know that he seemed to be injured... but not too seriously. The day we came out with Captain Sloan, I think he was leading a team on a rescue mission too..."

’He’s leading a team even though he’s injured.’

Hearing Holt Tate’s words only made Chelsea Walsh more anxious.

In the apocalypse, even a minor scrape posed the risk of infection.

"Hey, don’t cry. Commander Forrest Walsh is very experienced. H-h-he... he’ll probably be okay."

Holt Tate always stuttered when he was nervous, especially with a girl crying in front of him.

"That kid, Forrest Walsh... he always pushes himself too hard."

Daniel Hale sighed.

"Captain Pearson only just got back from a mission abroad, so it’s perfectly normal that he wouldn’t know Commander Walsh..."

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