Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 517

Chapter 517: Chapter 517

For a moment, Melody Summers thought she was hearing things.

’I must have misheard... Why else would I be hearing Silas Lancaster’s voice?’

However, the next second, as if to confirm Melody’s suspicion, a familiar shout came from outside the door again. "Sis! Sis! Open the door! Help me! It’s me, Silas! Open up, Sis!"

Melody Summers: "..."

’It really is Silas Lancaster!’

’How strange... What is he doing here?’

Meanwhile, Silas Lancaster was frantically ringing the villa’s doorbell, glancing over his shoulder from time to time as if worried some terrifying beast was about to pounce.

But no matter how many times he rang, there was no response from inside.

Just as he was about to despair, a cold voice suddenly came from inside the villa. "Silas Lancaster, what are you doing here?"

Recognizing it as Melody Summers’s voice, Silas Lancaster was instantly overjoyed and hurriedly replied, "Sis! There are people outside trying to grab me! Hurry up and open the door! Let me in!"

Hearing this, Melody Summers grew a little curious. She asked doubtfully, "Someone’s trying to grab you?... What happened? Explain yourself first."

Silas Lancaster, outside the door, seemed extremely anxious. The moment Melody finished speaking, he said urgently, "Sis, this isn’t the time to talk! The situation is critical, they could find me any second! Please just let me in first, okay? I’ll explain everything slowly once I’m inside!"

Melody Summers frowned at his words and refused him outright. "What exactly is going on? Explain it clearly. If you don’t, I am absolutely not opening this door!"

—Actually, Melody wouldn’t open the door even if Silas explained everything, but she still wanted to know what had happened. As the saying goes, "curiosity killed the cat," and there’s a reason for it.

Seeing Melody Summers’s resolute tone, Silas Lancaster could only grit his teeth and explain the whole story.

A couple of days ago, the Lancasters had been kicked out of their low-income apartment by their landlord because they couldn’t pay the rent. All four of them.

After being thrown out, they had nowhere to go. They couldn’t get in touch with Sylvia Lancaster, who had been missing for days, so they had no choice but to drag their luggage to The Metropolis Residences.

Unfortunately, they arrived too late. The designated spots in The Metropolis Residences’ apartment buildings were already full—there wasn’t even room in the hallways. So, they could only be settled in the underground garage.

The underground garage was dark, damp, and leaking in several places. Crowded with disaster victims, the air was filled with a foul smell. At night, snores rose and fell, echoing all around like thunder.

Last night, Silas Lancaster was so bothered by the noise he couldn’t sleep. He threw on some clothes and went for a walk alone on the back hill.

He wandered all the way to a construction site on the hill and found a group of workers playing cards and gambling.

As if possessed, Silas Lancaster quietly sidled over. He saw that the makeshift gambling table was surrounded by a lot of food: instant noodles, chocolate, sausages, and even cigarettes and alcohol.

Seeing all these supplies, Silas’s eyes nearly popped out of his head with greed. He rolled up his sleeves and joined the game.

He snuck back to the underground garage and dug out a bag of rice hidden at the bottom of a suitcase—it was something Sylvia Lancaster had brought home back when she was dating Winston Sheffield.

There was only about a kilogram of rice left, which the Lancasters had never brought themselves to eat.

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