Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 48

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Mr. Victor nodded. You’re right. You got a plan?”

Mr. Victor, this villa is great, but we’re too isolated,” June said after a moment’s thought. “We’re miles from the city, and scavenging for supplies is a otal nightmare. I think we should pick an apartment complex downtown, take it over, and make it our base of operations.”

That way, we’ll hear about it the second the higher–ups make a move. We won’t get blindsided.”

I’ve got a gut feeling this apocalypse is going to last a long time. Our stash looks big now, but it won’t last. We have to keep hoarding.”

The complex next to my place is perfect. Only ten buildings–it’ll be easy to clear out the undead. It’s on high ground, too. We can dig out cellars and build cold storage to keep our supplies fresh.”

If we have to, we can trade the stuff that spoils fast for things with a long shelf life, like canned goods.”

We need to play the long game. In this world, supplies equal leverage. The more we hoard, the more we call the shots.”

Plus, Command HQ is right nearby.”

If a massive horde shows up, the military will handle the heavy lifting. We can just sit back and reap the rewards.”

Smart move. You’ve thought of everything,” Mr. Victor said with a satisfied nod. “Let’s do exactly that.”

Mr. Victor took his guys and headed out first to clear the undead from the complex.

une had picked this spot for one reason: to rub it in Josie’s face. She wanted Josie to see exactly how successful she’d become.

she had no idea that Josie was already gone. Her sister had already ditched the city and headed out to camp in the wild.

Over the next few days, Josie’s life was simple: eat, sleep, train. Repeat.

she pushed herself until she hit empty, over and over again. The second she caught her breath, she went right back at it.

With her hands locked behind her back, she hopped from the base of the mountain to the peak and back down again. It was pure hell on her legs, but he was building explosive power and rock–solid muscle.

Ten thousand punches a day on the heavy bag. She needed to be faster. She needed to hit harder.

ihe sprinted and lunged through the jagged ravines, sharpening her reflexes until dodging became second nature.

Then came the Greatsword–ten thousand swings every single day. She had to master the weight, learning how to put the most “kill” into every strike with the least amount of effort.

This was all raw experience she’d clawed out of her past life. It wasn’t some textbook military drill; it was “street–style” survival.

but it didn’t matter if it was pretty. It worked.

osie knew her past life was her best teacher. This routine was exactly what she needed

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turn her body into a weapon.

Day after day, she ground herself down to the bone, forcing her body to get tougher, stronger, and faster.

To keep up with the grind and recover fast, Josie didn’t hold back on the fuel.

The ate like she was training–with total focus.

Steaks, fish, eggs, and milk She kept the protein coming non–stop

Every bite of it came straight from Sylvia’s massive stockpile

Most of it was stockpiled takeout.

Takeout is fine once in a while.

But eat it every day, and you get sick of it. It starts tasting like trash

Josie missed the taste of a real home–cooked meal.

The problem was, she couldn’t cook.

She hadn’t known how in her past life, either.

After the Scum Trio sold her off, she didn’t have the time or the heart to learn. All she cared about was martial arts. She just wanted to train her body,

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master her fighting, and find a way out of that hellhole.

Once she was sold to the arena, she had zero chance to pick up a spatula.

So, in this life, she was still useless in the kitchen.

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