The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 666

Chapter 666

Ordinary acid rain didn’t have much of a smell, but this storm was so acidic that it had already killed people and corroded countless materials. A harsh smell hung in the air.

Nicole disinfected the house, then turned on the air purifiers.

Since they couldn’t go outside, she spent the time organizing and reviewing everything she had learned lately. She also kept teaching Poppy and Zeph basic medical knowledge.

Cola couldn’t understand a word, but by now, he apparently thought he was human, too. He stubbornly sat beside them through every lesson and refused to leave, even when his eyes started drooping.

Nicole handled the studying, while Zeph took care of physical training. After surviving almost eight years of the apocalypse, life like this really wasn’t so bad.

Sven, meanwhile, was going stir-crazy next door. Every so often, he called over the radio.

“Zeph, Nicole, you guys need a fourth for cards?”

Nicole answered easily, “Sure, if you can figure out how to get over here.”

The acid rain kept falling on and off for days with no sign of stopping.

Somehow, Sven actually made it over, wearing the exact same brand of protective suit as theirs.

Of course he did. That man was such a copycat.

Sven and Brandon weren’t the only ones who came over. Marcus showed up, too.

“Are you feeding us?”

He was even more ridiculous. It was one thing for him to have top-of-the-line protective gear, but even Dumbo had his own suit, obviously custom-made.

Dumbo looked awkward walking in it, but he was still willing to brave the acid rain just to see his boss.

The two dogs played downstairs while Poppy and Brandon practiced their fighting drills on the rooftop.

Poker was addictive. Once they got started, they played for hours and couldn’t be bothered to cook.

Nicole asked halfheartedly, “I’ve got some expired instant noodles. Want those?”

Marcus had completely lowered his standards. “As long as they don’t kill me.”

“You’ll find out after you eat them.”

“Exactly. It’s like the damn thing is screwing with us.”

They were just about to start another round of poker when sunlight suddenly poured through the window.

The acid rain had stopped. The sun was out.

A brilliant rainbow stretched across the sky, so beautiful that it almost didn’t look real.

“The sun’s out!” someone suddenly cheered from a nearby rooftop.

More people rushed onto their roofs, laughing and jumping around in excitement.

Marcus didn’t look happy at all. He grabbed the radio and started yelling.

“Are you people idiots? Did you learn nothing from last time? Use your heads! What if another round of acid rain comes down and melts you where you stand?”

“Woof!”

Dumbo let out a bark, as if agreeing with Marcus.