End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344 One More Granary

“There’s still one more granary.

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That was the only comfort any of them could offer themselves. After a brief rest, everyone gathered in front of the last granary.

With the earlier ordeal fresh in their minds, no one made any move to rush inside this time.

What if there were spiders in there, or something worse?

The door eased open with careful, deliberate hands, and a rush of dust mixed with the dry, familiar scent of stored grain breathed outward.

But what greeted them lifted every heart in the group. Out of all six granaries, this last one alone had no mice, no spiders, and not a single speck of mold on the food inside.

After everything they’d endured, they’d finally found a granary with no horrors waiting for them.

A wave of relieved, jubilant noise broke through the group all at once. The granary wasn’t as large as the spider nest had been, but its reserves were substantial and plentiful.

This time, the journey hadn’t been for nothing.

But just as everyone surged forward to claim their share, a single gunshot cracked through the air, and Jack stepped into their path with a composed, unhurried ease.

“Easy, everyone.”

A slight smile crossed his face. “We haven’t discussed how to divide this one yet.”

Vernon Base’s relentless overreach had finally pushed the crowd past the edge of patience.

Someone let the fury spill out in a full–throated shout. “How we divide it? On equal footing, that’s how! We all came here together, and it wasn’t easy for any of us! Are you saying your base’s people are the only ones who matter here?”

“Exactly! Your base already walked off with 60 percent from the last granary! Are you seriously pulling this again?”

Jack raised an eyebrow. “On equal footing?”

He looked at the crowd as if they’d just told him a mildly amusing joke. “You’re sure you want equal terms?”

Every face in the room went stiff with wariness.

Their idea of equal terms was simple: take what you could carry.

But Jack, clearly, had something else entirely in mind.

And there it was. His voice settled into a smooth, indifferent cadence. “There’s plenty of food here. I’ve

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Chapter 344 One Morc Granary

said it before, Vernon Base isn’t unreasonable. We’ll take 40 percent, and you divide the rest among yourselves. How does that sound?”

They were still asking fox 40 percent.

The crowd was ready to boil over, and Rolf’s expression had gone the color of cold iron.

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Before they’d ever set out, the agreement had been that Tyrant Base would receive 40 percent.

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And now, after everything that had gone wrong, with granaries full of rot and far less food than anyone had hoped for, Vernon Base had walked away with the lion’s share of it all.

He was not going to stomach this.

Forty percent.

Robin’s lips curved in a quiet, unreadable way.

Jack really has no ceiling to his audacity.

She caught Martin’s eye and gave him the faintest look. Martin understood at once. His voice came out low and measured. “I don’t think that’s reasonable. And it isn’t fair.”

The moment those words left his mouth, the entire room looked at him like he was a beacon of light in a very dark place.

Of every base present, the only one that could stand on level ground with Vernon Base was Redwood Military Base.

Having them willing to speak up was everything.

Jack’s eyes

narrowed slightly. “Commander Bax, by all means. Tell me where the problem is.”

Martin looked back at him without any particular emotion. “Your base already claimed 60 percent of the first granary. Coming into this one and still asking for 40 percent isn’t reasonable.”

The woman at Jack’s side reached over and caught the edge of his sleeve. “Sir, Redwood’s strength isn’t far behind ours, and they’re a military base with firepower to match. It’s better not to push them head–on right now.”

Jack let out a short, irritated sound under his breath, but he couldn’t deny she had a point.

A light, calculating smile replaced the irritation. “Is that so…”

“If you think this is unfair, how about this? We each take 30 percent, and the remaining 10 goes to the rest of them to divide as they see fit.”

That was a cunning move.

In one stroke, it pulled Martin over to his side and quietly planted a seed of distrust between Redwood Military Base and every other group watching.

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