Dark Queen Of Apocalypse (by Morgan Hale) novel Chapter 298

“Yeah, just treat this place like our base,” one of them said.

As they walked in, the supermarket appeared before them, with shelves overflowing with supplies. There was everything people could possibly need.

But the most unbelievable thing was that there was actually still electricity.

Even with the temperature soaring above 122 degrees, every single air conditioner in the supermarket was somehow working flawlessly.

The cool comfort left everyone feeling relaxed and refreshed.

Even as everyone chatted, the guy with glasses was practically glued to the shelves, eyes locked on the food. All around, they could hear others gulping down their saliva, unable to hide their hunger.

They’d been through hell just to survive. They gnawed on tree bark, drank their own urine, and even scavenged for scraps by the roadside.

They never imagined they’d stumble upon a place like this, a real paradise on earth.

Suddenly, Snake Man burst out in hearty laughter. “The God really hasn’t given up on me!

“You guys have been through hell with me. Tonight, dig in and eat as much as you want. Let’s fill up so we’ve got the strength to mess around with the women later.”

Before Snake Man could even finish his sentence, his buddies shot out like cannonballs.

They lunged at the food like starving wild dogs, hands trembling as they grabbed a box of bread and devoured it on the spot.

One guy snatched up a box of milk, ripped it open with brute force, and after fumbling with the straw a few times, ended up biting right through the carton and chugging it down.

This kind of scene was happening all across the supermarket.

They looked like wild dogs starved for centuries, eating with no regard for manners.

In the end, one guy literally stuffed himself to death.

One man checked for breath under the dead man’s nose, then looked back, stunned.

“Boss, he ate himself to death,” he stammered.

Looking around, everyone else was bloated, their bellies round as balls. Nobody wanted to move. They just wanted to crash. in the air–conditioned supermarket and sleep off their food.

Not a single one of them felt the slightest bit of sympathy for the guy who died

Snake Man spat. “Pathetic loser.”

Snake Man took a look outside, checking the sky.

It was already evening, and the sun was dipping toward the horizon. The sunlight was not as intense, but the heat outside

was still brutal.

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“Come on, let’s go outside and get moving,” Snake Man ordered.

By now, most of the hundred or so people outside had already dropped like flies.

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It was like they were trapped in a sauna from hell, faces beet red, skin scorched and peeling. Ordinary folks were passing out from heatstroke, and blisters covered their bodies.

Even the powered humans were so dizzy and woozy they could barely stay upright.

Snake Man showed up late with a dozen powered humans, giving the collapsed crowd just a cold, careless glance. He didn’t care in the slightest.

Snake Man’s crew knew exactly what to do. They brought over a chair. One guy held up a huge umbrella, and two others stood on each side, waving fans to keep Snake Man cool.

Snake Man’s icy, indifferent gaze swept over the crowd. Everyone felt as if a venomous snake had its eyes locked on them. A cold dread seeped right into their bones.

‘Speak. Tell me your base’s secrets,” Snake Man demanded.

No one said a word.

Suddenly, Snake Man gave a cold laugh and applauded mockingly.

‘Alright, nice. So you won’t talk, huh? Then just stand here and roast alive under the sun. Let’s see who can hold out the longest,” Snake Man sneered.

He snapped his fingers.

His crew quickly dragged over several big tables, pushed them together, and started hauling box after box of fruit, cold drinks, and bread from the supermarket, laying it all out in a tempting spread.

Snake Man pointed at the feast on the tables.

His voice was like a spell, hitting everyone right in the gut.

‘Alright, spill it. Tell me your base’s secrets. Whoever shares one gets first pick at the food,” Snake Man said.

At that moment, Snake Man’s tone shifted abruptly from gentle to chillingly cold.

“If you refuse to talk, you’ll just keep standing here. I want to see how tough you really are,” Snake Man sneered.

Most of the crowd were just regular people, and honestly, it was impressive they’d managed to hold onto their principles for this long.

But now, some folks were starting to crack.

A middle–aged woman inched forward, but the man next to her gripped her arm tightly, refusing to let her go

He hissed through clenched teeth, “Are you out of your mind?”

The woman licked her parched lips, but ultimately, she stayed put.

Minute by minute, nobody budged. Not a single person made a move.

Snake Man was getting impatient. He cracked open a cold drink and, with exaggerated leisure, took slow, deliberate sips.

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“This hits the spot. Nothing like an ice–cold juice in the middle of a blazing summer, so refreshing!” Snake Man said loudly

Finally, someone couldn’t hold out any longer.

A scrawny guy, about 5’5” and maybe a hundred pounds, barely able to walk, staggered out.

His head was spinning, and he couldn’t care less about principles anymore. He just wanted to survive.

“I’ll talk. Our base chief is drop–dead gorgeous,‘ seriously beautiful, like an angel descended from heaven,” the guy said.

After he finished, he cast a nervous look at Snake Man, whose face gave nothing away. His stomach twisted with anxiety. The guy thought, ‘Crap, did I just piss him off?

‘Should’ve kept my mouth shut about that. Then, he was about to blurt out something else when Snake Man nodded.

“Good. Come over and eat,” Snake Man said.

The scrawny guy’s eyes lit up with surprise. ‘Did I really make it? That was all it took?‘ he thought.

“Thank you, boss,” he stammered.

He staggered over to the big table, grabbed a bottle of ice–cold Coke, and drained it in one go, as if he hadn’t tasted anything cold in forever.

At first, everyone managed to hold onto their principles. But after that first guy stepped forward, the resolve in the crowd started to waver. People began to falter.

With those ice–cold drinks just inches away, their throats burned with thirst, making it even harder to resist.

The middle–aged woman who’d been stopped earlier finally wobbled forward, her movements shaky and hesitant.

“Our base chief is amazing. She… She has a healing ability,” she stammered.

Snake Man raised an eyebrow. He thought, ‘Healing ability and she is a knockout? Looks like this base chief might actually be worth my time!

He nodded at the middle–aged woman. “Go ahead.”

The woman stumbled forward, practically lunging at the ice–cold drinks.

Everyone was baffled.

Someone thought, ‘Seriously? That counts?

‘Pretty and a healing ability? That’s not even a real secret.

‘I could rattle off a ton of stuff if that’s all it takes!

So, one by one, people started speaking up.

“Our base chief is only eighteen this year, someone blurted out.

“There’s a Botanic Gardens outside the base, and the mutant plants in there are seriously tough, another person added.

It was just random stuff like that.

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When the first guy mentioned the base chief was a knockout, Snake Man thought it was a solid lead and just let it slide. But things quickly got out of hand. People started dragging total strangers into this until there was really nothing more to

say.

“So, uh, does pooping and farting count as a secret?” an old man asked, fidgeting with his fingers.

With a thunderous crash, Snake Man slammed his palm down on the big wooden table beside him, splintering it to bits. The sudden noise made everyone jump out of their skin.

“You think you can play me?” Snake Man snapped.

His glare swept over the crowd, eyes burning with murderous rage.

Everyone shook their heads at once, mouths full of bread as they mumbled, “No, we’re not messing with you.”

“The base chief really is gorgeous,” someone insisted, still chewing.

“She really is only eighteen,” another person piped up.

“There really is a Botanic Gardens around here,” someone else confirmed.

They chattered endlessly, tossing out all sorts of trivial stuff, but not a single thing was actually important.

“Shut up!” Snake Man snapped.

His thunderous yell scared everyone silent. One guy had just crammed a chunk of bread into his mouth, but before he could swallow, it got stuck in his throat. His face went beet red, looking like he might choke right then and there.

“Burp!”

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