Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196

One week later.

Josie’s crew linked up with the other squads. They tore through the undead swarming the highway toll plaza in one aggressive push. clearing the area.

The road to Xavier City was finally open.

“Hell yeah! We finally did it!” The Supers behind her broke into cheers. “Time to grab those supplies! With all that loot, we can actually have a real New Year’s feast!”

But Josie felt a cold prickle of dread.

She didn’t have any proof, but her gut told her something about Xavier City was dead wrong.

“Lirio,” Josie said, tapping the little flower on her head. “Go chat with the local mutant flora. See what they can tell you about the city.”

“Chirp!” Lirio hopped down from her head and waddled off, its tiny flower body swaying with every step.

Even though it looked like a harmless little flower right now, not a single person there dared to look down on it. Over the last few days, every Undead corpse they’d cleared had ended up as Lirio’s dinner.

The piles of bleached bones lining both sides of the road were endless.

No one knew exactly how powerful the plant had become by now.

But after being fed like that? It was definitely a monster.

Other mutant flora didn’t get it this good–having a mountain of Undead served up every single day until they were stuffed. “Alright, everyone, hold here and rest up!” Josie called out, raising her hand. “Good work today. Take a breather.”

“No sweat! It’s the least we can do!” the group shouted back in unison.

For the past few days, Josie had been their sole provider. Every scrap of food and every drop of water came from her.

Sure, it was mostly instant meals and MRES, but in this hellscape? That stuff was worth its weight in gold.

You don’t bite the hand that feeds you. Because of that, Josie did whatever she wanted, and nobody breathed a word of protest. They just fell in line.

As for Josie claiming all the loot?

Who was going to complain?

Josie and the Blue Owl Squad were doing all the heavy lifting anyway

Every single member of that squad was a Tier 3 Super.

If the Blue Owls themselves didn’t mind her taking the lion’s share, why would anyone else dare to say a word?

June sat on the dirt nearby, watching Josie’s influence grow Her sister’s word was becoming law in the camp.

June was seething. The resentment burned in her chest like a physical weight.

She’d been busting her ass too, tearing through the Undead like a woman possessed. So why the hell was she still stuck at Tier–3‘ No

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