Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441: Chapter 441: Bullying

Winnie Summers’s heart went out to May Sherman after hearing her story.

She softly comforted May, saying, "Don’t you worry. Just wait here a moment. I’ll go coordinate things and find a room for you with people who don’t mind dogs."

After Winnie Summers left, the Lynch father and son gave the man with glasses and the long-haired man another harsh lecture.

Terrified at the prospect of being kicked out of the shelter, the man with glasses and the long-haired man promised repeatedly that they would never cause trouble again.

As Melody Summers helped May Sherman pack her things, she looked curiously at the well-behaved little white dog lying nearby and asked, "What kind of dog is this? Why does it look so much like a little fox?"

May Sherman smiled gently at her words and replied, "He’s an American Eskimo Dog! His name is Snowball. You can hold him, he’s very good."

Snowball was a long-haired dog with two big ears and large, round, jet-black eyes. His entire body was snow-white, making him look like an oversized little fox or a small-sized Samoyed.

Melody Summers carefully scooped Snowball into her arms, and then she discovered—this Snowball was much, much heavier than she had imagined!

Feeling the hefty weight in her arms, Melody was half-amused and half-impressed by the survival skills of these little dogs. She remembered Mrs. Vance’s Chihuahua, which, despite eating only a little sand vine cake each day and being skinny as a rail, was still full of life.

Then, Melody’s thoughts drifted, and she began to think about the wild animals outside.

’The natural disasters had persisted for two years now—first extreme heat and water shortages, then a prolonged night and an arctic blizzard. Under such harsh conditions, could those wild animals still survive?’

’Humans could stay indoors, surviving with technology like air conditioning and water desalination, but what could the animals do? Could they survive by eating Desert Vines?’

’Have many species gone extinct already?’

’When the disasters are over, will humans be the only ones left on this planet?’

These thoughts weighed heavily on Melody’s mind. It wasn’t until Snowball licked her hand that she snapped back to reality.

Melody struggled a little to heft the dense Snowball in her arms. She asked May Sherman curiously, "...I thought he just looked fluffy because of his long fur, but he’s a solid little guy! How did you manage to get him so chubby?"

With supplies so scarce, the fact that May Sherman could keep Snowball so well-fed showed how much effort she had put in.

May Sherman smiled gently and replied, "Snowball is very smart. Back during the extreme heat, he found many small animals on the back mountain that were near death from the heat, even a small deer. I dried them all into jerky for him and stored a whole balcony full. It lasted until the end of last month. Lately, he’s just been eating sand vine cakes with me. He’s very good and not a picky eater at all."

Feeling Snowball’s solid build, Melody sighed in admiration. "You’re so good to him."

May Sherman took Snowball back from Melody’s arms and said softly, "Actually, it was Snowball who saved me..."

"Ever since it started snowing, I’ve been freezing every day. I only made it through by holding Snowball. Especially after the heating was shut off, if it weren’t for Snowball, I probably would have frozen to death long ago."

Snowball licked May Sherman’s hand, his big tail wagging cheerfully.

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