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After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Chapter 96: The Past Life’s Tragedy

As night fell, Nina Jacobs received a thoughtful gift from Joy Thompson.

Joy Thompson gave her a fully charged small fan and a brand-new bedsheet.

Of the several rooms on the second floor, only two had beds.

One room was given to Nina Jacobs.

The other belonged to Joy Thompson and Simon Coleman.

Gabriel Leighton and Evan Crawford had no objections.

"This place is reasonably clean, but I thought you might need these."

Joy Thompson set the items down.

Nina Jacobs looked so clean and put-together; Joy figured she was the type of person who appreciated cleanliness and would sleep better on a fresh sheet.

"Thank you, I really do need this."

Joy Thompson beamed when Nina Jacobs said that.

Having her gift be so appreciated was its own kind of reward, an emotional affirmation from Nina.

"We should be able to reach the shelter tomorrow, right? I heard the military is there protecting civilians. It sounds so safe."

Joy Thompson said, her face full of anticipation.

"It’s one of the safer places for now, but you’re a Space Superpower User. You’ll still need to be careful after you get there."

Nina didn’t have the heart to be too blunt.

The shelter wasn’t a hundred percent safe. Without someone to protect them, Space Superpower Users were the most likely to be exploited.

"Thank you for telling me this.

Simon is always telling me not to be so naive. You both really do have my best interests at heart."

Joy Thompson said with a smile.

"You remind me of an old roommate of mine."

Nina had specifically looked for her old roommate, Joanna Lynn, and the others in the shelter before, but she never found them.

Joy Thompson was somewhat similar to the understanding and meticulous Joanna Lynn.

After chatting for a little while, Joy Thompson went back to her room.

Nina spread the sheet on her bed, then leaned back and flipped through her Skill Book for a while.

But when she thought of Wayne Warner in the next room, she pulled some food from her storage space, put it in her backpack, and prepared to take it to him.

The outer hall and the corridor were unlit, and the sound of Evan Crawford’s snoring drifted through the darkness.

She was just about to knock on Wayne Warner’s door.

But just then, she heard something topple over in a nearby room.

It was immediately followed by a shrill cry.

The cry wasn’t loud, more like the TWANG of a snapped string, and it set one’s teeth on edge.

"What happened?"

Joy Thompson asked, opening her door from across the hall and rubbing her eyes.

Even Evan Crawford, a heavy sleeper, emerged with a wary expression.

It had become their habit over the past several days; even the faintest sound at night would wake them.

"The sound came from that room,"

Nina said, pointing to the room of the man with glasses.

"I’ll go check," Evan Crawford said, stepping forward to knock. Nina, however, warned him to be extremely careful.

’Did he turn into a zombie?’

But he dismissed the thought; Gabriel Leighton had shaken his head, which meant there were no zombies inside.

The door opened a moment later.

In the beam of a flashlight, the man with the glasses peeked out through a narrow crack, his forehead beaded with sweat.

"What happened? What was that noise?"

Evan Crawford relaxed, seeing that the man seemed to be fine.

"It’s nothing. I had a nightmare

and knocked something over by accident."

the man with glasses explained apologetically.

He kept glancing over his shoulder, and even Evan Crawford found his behavior odd.

Suddenly, another sharp cry rang out, and the color drained from everyone’s faces.

"What are you hiding in there?"

Evan Crawford’s tone turned harsh.

"I told you, it’s nothing, noth—"

Before the man could finish, another cry echoed from behind him.

It sounded like a small animal and was accompanied by the sound of something striking metal.

The others might not have recognized the sound, but Nina was already certain.

"It’s a Zombie Rat."

Nina kicked the door wide open. Her expression darkened the moment she saw the iron cage on the floor.

In her past life, she had heard of a tragedy that occurred in one of the shelters.

Apparently, a Zombie Rat had suddenly appeared.

Chapter 96: The Past Life’s Tragedy 1

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