After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 548

Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Idol

"Could they have been kidnapped by outsiders?" Leo Hale analyzed after hearing this.

Nina Jacobs, however, thought differently. "If they were the ones who kidnapped them, they aren’t necessarily outsiders. They accurately pinpointed Soul Slayer’s Space Superpower User."

Caleb Carter had mentioned that they only gave directions to the base and never even stepped out of the vehicle. This meant the other party already had some understanding of Soul Slayer. Asking for directions was just an excuse.

"It’s highly likely they took the opportunity while asking for directions to tamper with your vehicle," Chase Gallagher said, agreeing with Nina.

Nina even had a feeling that those people might still be inside the City D Base.

Caleb hammered his fist against the ground in frustration. "Out of fifteen people, only four of us are left. This is my fault." He shouldn’t have taken everyone out to search for supplies at a time like this.

"Speaking of supplies, what exactly did you find? And where did you find them?" Nina asked.

At the mention of supplies, Caleb felt that their sacrifices were even more worthless. Since the people of Stella had saved their lives, he answered without reservation, "I got the information from a dying man in the base hospital.

"His team had met with an accident outside. They were attacked by Intermediate Zombies in the North Suburbs, and he was the only survivor brought back.

"I thought that since I saved him, he wouldn’t lie to me."

Caleb had led the team to rescue him, so right before dying, the man told Caleb about the supplies. It turned out that before their team’s Space Superpower User froze to death, they had released all the supplies from their space in an abandoned factory in the North Suburbs... Later, that man also died not long after due to severe frostbite.

Caleb began planning after getting this information, and Fern Spencer joined in. However, when they rushed to the abandoned factory in the North Suburbs, they didn’t find the supplies the man had spoken of.

"So you found absolutely nothing after getting there?" Yvonne Willow asked.

Caleb’s chapped, frostbitten lips cracked further, revealing traces of blood as he offered a bitter smile. "There was something, but it wasn’t the supplies he mentioned. There were only two boxes of medical supplies."

He had actually gotten so many of his brothers killed for two measly boxes of medicine.

Although Nina still had questions in her heart, seeing Caleb’s guilt-ridden and remorseful state, she knew now wasn’t the time to press further.

"Ca...leb."

Just then, a weak voice spoke up.

Nina looked at the person who was slowly regaining consciousness. She remembered his name was Conor; he was one of the people Caleb had taken to the outpost outside Hugo Crawford’s base.

Seeing Conor wake up, Caleb shuffled over on his knees, anxious yet overjoyed. "Conor, how do you feel?"

"I’m fine... Besides, if it weren’t for you, we would’ve died a long time ago," Conor comforted him in halting breaths.

Most of the people in their team owed their lives to Caleb, which was why they followed him so fiercely and loyally. This time, they had ventured into danger precisely because Caleb wanted to secure more survival supplies for everyone.

Hearing Conor’s words only deepened Caleb’s guilt. "As long as you’re okay. It’s just that Mr. Coleman and the others..."

"Drink some ginger tea. It’ll help with the frostbite recovery." Just by looking at Conor’s pained expression, Nina knew he wasn’t perfectly fine. Recovering from frostbite was only the beginning.

The syringe dose was limited, containing only one-fifth of a bottle of Healing Potion. Although it had saved his life, his skin was now red, swollen, and ulcerated. He must be enduring agonizing pain and itchiness all over his body.

After Caleb fed Conor some ginger tea, Fern and the other two also gradually woke up.

Fern looked at Nina sitting nearby, a trace of confusion in her eyes. She muttered, "Are you... my great-grandma?"

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