After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Extra Reward

"Don’t worry, it probably takes Ian some time to collect the supplies..." Chelsea Walsh trailed off as she saw movement from the billboard high above—all that was left of it was an iron frame.

Immediately after, four figures rushed out.

After Nina Jacobs burst out, she quickly locked the glass door behind them.

A moment later, dull thuds echoed from behind the door.

"We almost died in there."

Chester Pearson helped them onto the same roof eaves as before, and then they all jumped down together.

Inside the mall, just as they were clearing out the third floor, a horde of zombies had suddenly burst out of a store.

The sounds of them fighting had stirred up the zombies on the first floor.

Many of the zombies had managed to find a way to climb up to the second floor.

Luckily, they were fast runners.

"You’re finally out! That door won’t hold for much longer."

The moment they were all in, Russell Abbott started the engine.

They had to get away from the front of the mall immediately.

"This trip was worth it, though."

Despite the extreme danger, the thought of all the supplies Ian had stored in his space made Chester Pearson feel the trip hadn’t been a waste.

"What? You cleared out the entire mall in just over an hour?" Leo Hale asked in astonishment after hearing about Ian’s achievement.

"Mhm, we have those people to thank for it, actually."

Nina Jacobs wondered what their faces would look like when they discovered the mall was empty.

"Could it be other survivors from nearby? That’s so messed up!"

It was only then that Chelsea Walsh realized Nina and the others had nearly fallen into a trap.

"This is about more than just being messed up,"

"We’re not dealing with a single person. It’s probably an organization," Nina Jacobs speculated.

’One person couldn’t have locked all the mall’s zombies on the first floor. Let alone set up those traps and rig the billboard.’

"Keep this matter confidential for now,"

"I plan to report it through internal channels."

Considering the events of the past few days, Chester Pearson had every reason to suspect there was a problem within the shelter.

After all, their rescue plans and supply locations were all planned in advance.

"Don’t worry, our lips are sealed."

Leo Hale fastened his cuffs and collar, then polished his cleaver until it gleamed.

This was the same prep he used to do before fighting zombies back at the old house.

According to Russell Abbott, the next part of the mission involved going door-to-door to search for survivors.

They would inevitably encounter zombies.

Until they found Forrest Walsh, they planned to fight zombies alongside the rescue team.

Even Ian Chandler was readying himself.

"Normally, a Space Superpower User wouldn’t need to join the rescue operation."

Chester Pearson meant that Ian would be safer in the car.

Myra Lawson was coming back soon, and he didn’t want anything to happen to Ian.

But Ian’s expression turned cold.

"I won’t hold you back."

Ian said. Besides, he had to help Nina Jacobs collect Crystal Cores.

"Let him go," Nina Jacobs said. "I’ll keep an eye on him."

The last time, before they ran into George Crawford, Ian had been left alone in the car for several days.

"Since my master has spoken, what more can I say?"

Chester Pearson used his walkie-talkie to direct several vehicles to form a barricade across the side of the road.

This would block any approaching zombies and allow them to get in the vehicles from the other side for a quick escape.

Even though the rescue team had dispatched a combat helicopter to clear the zombies on this street just the day before, the street was once again swarming with them.

Once the rescue team had gunned down the nearest zombies, everyone from the vehicles disembarked.

ROAR!

Another zombie rushed out of a nearby house, charging at the team member at the end of the line.

Joel Hayes tried to aim at the sudden threat, but there wasn’t enough time.

BOOM!

A Fireball struck the zombie’s shoulder.

It only knocked the zombie to the ground, but it bought Joel Hayes precious seconds.

He whipped a knife from his ankle sheath and plunged it into the zombie’s head.

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