End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Not as Weak as You Think

She didn’t have a base in Ravonholt anyway.

This school was a perfect fit.

Jay froze for a second, theh gave a bitter smile. “We don’t have what is takes. Out of all of us, only a few are ability users, and none of us are particularly strong. Nathan was the best among us, wasn’t going to stay trapped here. He already left.

but he’s smart. He

“With what we have, how are we supposed to fight a base like Tyrant Base with so many ability users?”

“You think you’re small fry, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t.”

Robin said it lightly, something deeper behind her words. “But let’s not get into that ye: Ms. Dean’s stable now, and since we met today, there must be some kind of reason. Let me ask you something. Are you really willing to keep getting pushed around by Tyrant Base?”

Everyone paused.

Jay let out a long sigh. “Of course not. But what can we do? We don’t have what it takes to go against them. If they leave us alone, fine. But if they come knocking, we wouldn’t even be able to fight back…”

Jay was still sinking into his own frustration when voices rose behind him, sharp with anger. “Mr. Tomlinson, what are you talking about? Of course, we’re not okay with it! How could anyone be okay with getting pushed around like that?”

“Exactly. Just because we can’t beat them doesn’t mean we roll over.”

“If they come again, we’re not scared. Things are already this bad. We’re not just going to let them walk all over us. Worst case, we die. If they show up again, we’ll take a swing at them no matter what!”

Unlike his defeat, the students were fired up, one louder than the next.

Robin watched the fire in their eyes and smiled.

Figures. High schoolers.

No wonder it’s always high schoolers saving the world in those shows.

If you asked a bunch of young people whether they’re willing to take responsibility and save the world, high schoolers would say yes.

College students would probably say, “Great, guess I’ll die.”

Jay stared at the students behind him for a long moment, then let out a quiet, helpless laugh. “Guess I really am getting old.”

Sharon looked at Robin, eyes bright. She was sharp, and after seeing those two armored vehicles, she already knew Robin was the one in charge.

Someone who could command that kind of power in the apocalypse wouldn’t ask questions like this

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“Robin, you have a way to deal with Fyrant Base, don’t you?”

Robin gave her an approving look. Good instincts. No wonder I’ve taken a liking to this girl.

But she shook her head. “It’s not that I have a way. You do.

“Us?”

The group froze.

What do we have?

If we had that kind of strength, Ms. Dean wouldn’t have been hurt this badly.

We don’t have the power or the numbers. How are we supposed to go up against a base like Tyrant Base?

“Robin, please don’t joke about this…”

Sharon said quietly. “Tyrant Base isn’t something to joke about…”

“I’m not joking.”

Robin’s tone stayed even. “How many of you are there right now? I want exact numbers. How many ability users, what abilities, everything.”

She didn’t sound like she was joking at all.

Something in her seriousness made it hard to brush off. Even with doubts, Sharon answered, “There are 20 of us total. Mr. Tomlinson, Ms. Dean, and 18 students. We’ve got 7 girls and 11 boys. Eight of us are ability users, 3 girls and 5 boys.”

As she spoke, she turned and had the ability users step forward.

“These are the ones.”

Sharon pointed them out. “Four are strength–type. One has a water ability. I have a storage space ability. And the other two are wind and wood.”

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