Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

The Director swung a door open and gestured for her to see for herself.

Josie looked up and nearly choked on her own breath.

Holy crap.

A massive greenhouse–the size of the Grand Arena–stretched out before her. It was packed with plants she couldn’t even begin to

name.

And they were all normal. No mutations.

“What is all this?” Josie’s voice shook. “A living encyclopedia? A worldwide plant reunion?”

“Yeah, put it that way and you’re not wrong,” the Director said. “When the world first went to hell, the main Agri–Science Institute was overrun by the undead. Technically, this place isn’t the main headquarters. We’re just a small branch.*

“Our main job here was just planting and maintenance.”

“We were forced to pull back to this spot to protect the species.”

“Then, plants from every growing base across the country started getting shipped here.”

“Wait, hold on a second…” Josie realized something. “You said the start of the apocalypse… When exactly did you guys start moving?

“The day after that weird meteor shower. That was the real start. Most people are clueless–they think the undead outbreak two months ago was the beginning.”

“It wasn’t. Right after the meteor shower, some people awakened superpowers while others turned into the undead. We knew things were going south fast.”

“The higher–ups made the call and started relocating everything immediately.”

“But we ran out of time. The country is just too big. There was too much to do and not enough time to do it.”

“Even these crops… we couldn’t get them to a safer place before the undead swarm hit.”

“We ended up trapped. Couldn’t leave, couldn’t move. We lost all contact with the outside world.”

“I’ve already braced for the worst. The government? The guys at the top? They’re probably gone. It’s every man for himself now.”

“Logically, all of this is just dead weight. If you want to survive, you ditch the cargo and run.”

“But look around. This is decades of blood, sweat, and tears from the Agri–Science Institute. How can I just walk away from it?”

The Director’s hair was bone–white. His voice cracked as he spoke, tears streaming down his face. “What I’m really terrified of is that without protection, these crops will just… vanish. They’ll be wiped off the face of the Earth forever.”

“I just wanted to do something for humanity. To keep the spark alive–to save the seeds of our future.”

“I heard rumors. Word is you’ve got a massive storage space–a spatial storage that can hold anything. So, I’m begging you. Can you help? Can you take all of this?”

“When this nightmare ends, when we finally rebuild society… these plants need to be there. They’ll be the foundation of everything again.”

17:35

Josie staved silent.

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She was moved by the old man’s selflessness, but she wasn’t a saint. She didn’t do “free.

Tm not asking for a handout!” the Director added quickly. He swung open a massive heavy–duty door, revealing the machinery inside. These are the latest models–state–of–the–art agricultural tech. You can’t buy these anywhere. Once the world stabilizes and people need to farm again, this gear will be gold. We’re talking clearing land, seeding, spraying–everything done in record time.”

“And look at this–it’s a micro–production line for the pesticides you guys grabbed earlier! It’s not as big as a commercial factory, but for our purposes? It’s more than enough.”

Josie didn’t care much about the other stuff.

But the pesticide line? That got her attention.

In this world, that was a total game–changer.

The Director saw her eyes light up and knew he’d finally hit the mark.