Rewrite the Apocalypse dream (by Dee Cari) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197 Raven And The Farm Animals

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Hedidn’t wait for permission. Leo snatched a bag, tore it open with his teeth, and immediately started inhaling the turkey jerky. He smacked his lips with a wet, rhythmic intensity that was shockingly similar to his zombie aunt’s eating habits inside.

Joanna watched him, a bizarre mixture of pity and aitiusement washing over her. In a sad, twisted way, the family resemblance was actually kind of cute-even if it was also incredibly gross.

As Leo remained completely hyper-focused on his snack, Joanna signaled to Warren and Michelle. “Alright, guys,” she muttered, gesturing toward the garden bed. “That’s the virobane. Jake, get it packed up before he finishes that bag.”

She asked Leo, “My friends are doctors and wanted to help you with medicine. Is it ok? Maybe a blood draw and ointment for you.”

Leo chewed thoughtfully, his eyes softening as he looked at Michelle. He said slowly, “Yes… nice… lady.”

Michelle smiled gently and immediately went to work, opening her medical kit to apply a soothing antiseptic ointment to his split lip and bruised face. Meanwhile, Warren stepped over to the garden bed and opened a specialized container, carefully collecting soil and leaf samples from the virobane bush.

Joanna leaned down, speaking softly to the young girl beside her. “Raven, go speak to the animals. Ask them if they remember Dr. Anderson taking the bush. Also, try to find out how the aunt got the virus.”

Since Raven could hear animals and talk to them, she understood exactly what needed to be done. She nodded silently, turned on her heel, and walked toward the animal pen that had chickens, goats, and ducks.

Michelle held Leo’s forearm steady, carefully inserting the needle to draw the blood sample. The dark red fluid began to fill the vial. Nearby, Jake was focused on transplanting one entire virobane bush into a large transport pot, using his metal powers to shape a perfect shovel blade to lift the roots safely.

Suddenly, the front door burst open with a loud slam. Auntie popped her head out, her nose twitching wildly as she smelled the fresh blood in the air. She locked eyes on Michelle’s medical tray and let out a hungry, guttural groan, lunging forward with her bloody fingers outstretched.

“Ah! Zombie!” Michelle yelled, losing her balance and falling flat on her backside in the dirt, scattering gauze pads everywhere.

Before anyone could draw a weapon, Leo didn’t even blink. He reached into his back pocket and whipped out a worn wooden spoon with lightning speed. WHACK! He forcefully smacked his zombie aunt’s knuckles right as she reached the bottom step.

“No, Auntie,” Leo scolded, his face completely deadpan. “No food. Go back.”

The zombie aunt froze. She looked down at her smarting knuckles, then up at Leo. Her jaw unhinged, and she let out a loud, high-pitched hiss like an outraged cat that had just been sprayed with water. She puffed up her shoulders, gave him one last venomous glare, and retreated back inside the house, slamming the door shut behind her. The virus seemed to leave her half human since she understood some commands. Maybe a byproduct of the virobane?

Warren stood frozen with a leaf sample in his hand, his mouth open. Jake stopped working on the pot entirely, dropping his metal shovel blade as he covered his face to hide his hysterical laughter. Joanna just

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Chapter 197 Raven And The Farm Animals

rubbed her temples, completely exhausted by the bizarre family dynamics.

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ven strolled back from the animal pen, her 11-year-old face entirely deadpan as she approached Joanna, who was still rubbing her temples.

“Okay, I got the scoop,” Raven announced, crossing her arms. “The ducks are mostly just gossiping about a frog who is having a torrid love affair with a snake, but the goats and chickens remember Dr. Anderson They said he was a very polite man who gave them premium grain and some money to the Aunty before digging out the bush. They approved of him.”-

“Good to know,” Joanna said, blinking. “What about Auntie? How did she catch the virus?”

Raven sighed, shaking her head in deep disappointment. “According to the head rooster, Auntie didn’t get bitten by a zombie at all. Last week, she found a half-eaten, infected raccoon carcass in the yard. Instead of burying it, she decided it was ‘perfectly good meat’ and tried to turn it into a stew to save money. The goats said they tried to scream at her, but she just threw a boot at them.”

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