End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 The Rotten Apple

It took them an hour to clear out the zombies in the building,

By the end, out of the dozen or so people, four had awakened abilities. Two were strength types, one had speed, and one could control earth.

They all lay on the floor in messy heaps. Only now, when the danger was finally gone, the deep exhaustion hit them. It rose from their bones and spread through their whole bodies.

“Haha, I killed 18 zombies today!”

“I never thought I’d survive in the middle of a zombie swarm.”

“Guess they’re not as scary as we thought.”

They were so tired they could barely move a finger.

“Want some water?”

Robin pulled out another bottle and gave it a light shake.

The moment they saw the bottle, everyone’s eyes lit up.

They had already experienced how amazing her water was. They hadn’t stopped thinking about it since. And she had more?

The bald man was the most excited. He had drunk the most last time, so he knew exactly how good it was.

The second he saw the bottle, he shot up from the ground like a spring. His eyes burned with greed. If he hadn’t been afraid of Robin, he might have grabbed it already.

“Me, me…”

He reached out eagerly, but before his hand even got there, the others glared at him. Someone even

shoved his arm back down.

“You’re not drinking again!”

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“Yeah! You already had way more than your share. That wasn’t fair. If you drink again, we won’t allow it!”

“No way we’re giving it to him!”

The bald man didn’t care at all. He even sneered.

“Fair? At a time like this, you’re talking to me about fairness? There’s never been real fairness, even before the apocalypse! The water was right there. You only took a sip because you’re dumb. How is that my problem? Did I stop you? And now you won’t let me drink? You’re just trying to guilt–trip me!”

That only made everyone angrier. “You selfish bastard!”

“Selfish?” he shot back. “You all act so generous. If you’re so generous, what’s wrong with letting me drink

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Chapter 289 The Rotten Appls

Thule mine? Now I take extra sips, and suddenly you’re all pointing fingers. That’s hilarious.”

His shameless attitude made one of the girls burst into tears.

She looked at Robin, pleading. “He’s completely shameless. Can we not let him drink this time?“

But Robin just said calmly, “That’s your problem, not mine. If you don’t want him to drink, then figure out a way to stop him. Don’t ask me. I already said I won’t interfere in your business.

The bald man grew even more smug.

“Hear that? The water belongs to her, and she doesn’t care. Who do you think you are, making all this noise?”

But when the boy in the baseball cap heard Robin’s words, his eye lit up.

He quietly tugged on the sleeve of a strong middle–aged man beside him and whispered something.

The man looked surprised. The boy nodded.

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