The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 906

Chapter 906

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Chapter 906

Alife at the base settled down, people started making time for company and a little fun. Those with shared interests soon found one another.

Nicole looked puzzled. “We’re not in the military. Why would we go?”

Marcus explained, “We can bring friends and family. I went to one with some guys from the central military base a couple of days ago. Never hurts to know a few more people.”

“I’ll pass,” Nicole said. “Have fun.”

Marcus let it go. He had other invitations to deliver, anyway. Leaning against the doorframe, he grinned at Poppy. “How’d you make that dipping sauce?”

She gladly listed the ingredients. “Garlic, onions, chili peppers, oil…”

He could probably find most of that. Oil would be a problem.

Marcus decided to leave the cooking to everyone else and eat whatever was available.

Once he left, Nicole stretched out with a book.

On the evening of the gathering, Marcus wet his hair and carefully styled it. Then he put on his cleanest clothes.

He had shamelessly asked Zeph for those.

Luckily, Zeph was generous enough to part with several things.

One was a brand-new floral shirt that fit as though it was made for him. Marcus was already looking forward to showing it off in summer.

Nicole contributed a pair of shower sandals.

They were as plain and cheap as footwear got. Before the disasters, a pair might cost a few dollars or come free with another purchase.

Back then, Marcus wouldn’t have worn them even if someone added four zeros to the price.

Now, he examined the sturdy soles with appreciation. They might last him years.

Getting on Nicole’s good side was really paying off.

He wondered if a little more shameless pleading might get him sunglasses or hair pomade next time.

His underwear had two holes in it, too. Perhaps Zeph could spare a couple of pairs.

Something fitted and flattering, preferably.

But first, he had a gathering to attend.

Most of the guests came from the southern military base. Others tagged along with relatives, friends, or people they knew from home.

More than 50 people turned up, and they decided to make pizza together. None of them had tasted it in years.

Someone managed to buy flour from a trader. They had no meat or cheese, but everyone was happy to make do with vegetables.

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They topped some with onions and bell peppers, and others with thinly sliced potatoes and eggplant. Without tomato sauce, they added flavor with garlic and whatever fresh herbs they could find.

It was a modest meal, but a rare pleasure. For many, it was the first food like this they had tasted in years.

As they ate, conversation flowed. The men, especially, seemed intent on topping one another’s stories

They traded accounts of the disasters, described foods they missed, and told ghost stories from their hometowns.

One man finished a story about a red high heel that mysteriously appeared beside a campus lake.

Another laughed. “That’s an old internet story! You want something scary? You should hear what happened to us in the Devil’s Sea.”

That got everyone’s attention. “The Devil’s Sea?”