End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178 The Bird That Chose Violence

Fished

Serena was the first to flatter him. “As expected of Commander Clark His foresight is beyond what people like us could ever reach!”

“Enough with the flattery,” Hector said, shooting her a disapproving glance.

But anyone with eyes could tell that those words had landed exactly where they were supposed to. He clearly felt quite pleased.

“Since there’s so much waste here,” he continued coldly, “it means those people have been living here for the past few days. They might still be nearby. Search everything. Don’t miss a single clue.”

At his command, everyone immediately sprang into action.

Vivian had already slipped down to the first floor through the ventilation system. Every word those people had spoken upstairs reached her clearly,

“Tch.”

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She rolled her eyes and muttered to herself. “Cotton, do you think those people are seriously shameless?”

Cotton flapped his wings eagerly. If there weren’t so many of them, he would’ve already smacked them into the next district.

“Hehe.” Vivian grinned. “Robin isn’t back yet. Want to mess with them a little first?”

She leaned in and whispered a few words. Cotton’s beady black eyes instantly lit up.

Meanwhile, Hector’s group continued their full–scale search of the hospital. The more they searched, the more alarmed they became.

The entire building, which was filled with zombies just days ago, had been completely cleared out. Not a single one was left.

This only confirmed one thing: those people were absolutely powerful.

Hector made up his mind. He had to bring them under the base’s control.

“Chirp!”

A clear bird call suddenly echoed through the space, drawing everyone’s attention.

They looked up instinctively. A small black–and–white bird flew in through the window. It landed on the sill, tilting its head as if observing them. Then, it flapped its wings and flew straight toward Hector’s head, circling above him twice.

Serena immediately seized the opportunity. “Commander Clark! It’s a magpie! A bird of good omen! It must have come to welcome you! Even nature recognizes your fortune!”

Hector’s lips curled slightly. “This little thing does seem intelligent…

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Chapter 128 The Bird That Chose Violence

However, before he could finish… Splat!

A semi–liquid splatter felkprecisely onto his nose. The room froze.

Hector slowly reached up and touched it. His pupils contracted violently as he realized what it was.

Shit!

A bird had just shat directly on his nose.

For a split second, the entire room went silent.

Serena stood there, mouth hanging open, completely blank.

Finished

“You fucking idiots! What the hell are you all standing around for Hector roared. “Catch that bird! I’m going to roast it alive!”

Chaos erupted instantly as everyone scrambled to catch it.

Hector stood rigid in place, too furious to move too much, because any sudden motion might make the disgusting mess slide off his nose and into his mouth.

He could only stretch his neck stiffly and scream, “Are you blind? Give me a tissue! Tissue!”

The scene was absurd beyond belief.

Serena nearly laughed out loud, but as a professional bootlicker, she forced it down and quickly handed over tissues. “Commander Clark, here, tissue!”

Hector finally cleaned the mess off his face and fingers, but the sensation and trauma lingered.

He kept feeling like something foul was still clinging to his nose. “Wet wipes!” he snapped. “Don’t you have wet wipes?”

Serena looked awkward. “Commander… we didn’t bring any…”

“Useless!” Hector barked.

“Then water! Bring me water! I want to wash my face!”

Serena hurriedly handed over her canteen with trembling hands.

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