Apocalypse rebirth: My ex begged outside my fortress / Chapter 4 The Woman Everyone Thought Had Gone Crazy | 16.00%as thick, heavy,
side of a glass skyscraper flas
soft under regular shoes, and waves of heat
ity were breaking down one by
ed in sweat, complaining lo
ck cap and sunglasses, walking purposefully through the
ist in her hand, her eyes sc
iss?" the warehouse manager asked, w
hands, then looked back at Elena
ually only sell these quantities to comm
everything delivered to the address I provided by this afternoon. I wi
xtra money. "Well, if you're paying, I guess
gan loading heavy wooden pallets into the b
ing her newly secured bank account to buy ever
didn't buy the cheap plastic pit
able of purifying thousands of gallons of stagnant, contaminate
monocrystalline panels that could fold up into tactical backpacks,
non-hybrid, heirloom seeds, tomatoes, potatoes, wheat, and leafy greens that co
egally buy bulk quantities of essential antibiotics, heavy-duty painkiller
a simple infected cut could be
quipment: sub-zero sleeping bags, heavy tactical tents that could
diesel generators, accompanied by ten heavy steel barrels of
eral high-end commercial drones equipped with thermal
enemy camps or zombie hordes from miles a
t toward food. Pallet after pallet of premium
bags with a shelf life of twenty-five years. It was enough food to fee
and laughed quietly among them
ther, chuckling loudly. "She must think t
the other agreed, shaking his head. "She
ing to her. In ninety days, these very same men would be fightin
it to a secluded, windowless storage facility
ely deserted before backing the tr
lf, using every ounce of strength
the ceiling, she closed the metal
from the bottom of the door. Elena stepped up to the m
rage," sh
blue light flas
ctivated. Current capaci
ontact with the host... Would
ing," she comm
e, the massive stacks of freeze-dried food, the heavy fuel barrels,
ompletely empty, leaving nothing
her internal
tems successfully stored.
er her chest. "With this, I am already a hundr
e to rest, pulling her phone out of
edia feed, a specific notification
public post, and it was spreading qu
post fr
sent him, detailing how Elena was spending hundreds of thousands of
ver our breakup that she's buying enough canned food and tents to survive a zombie apocalypse. Gue
e comment section. The to
us! Is she going to go live in a cave like a wild animal? Someone should call a
mocking memes, and laughing emojis, all making fun of
xpression entirely blank. She did
r defend herself. She just felt a profound,
he thought, her eyes na
hrough your locked doors, you will remember this post. You will remember the food and the medicine I bought. And yo
one, completely cutting off the final digital link
f regular citizens laughing at the extreme heatwave online, the
vily fortified, soundproof bunker hidden mi
aggressively, struggling t
top military generals, and elite scientists s
om was suffocatingly ten
k, red folder marked, TOP SECRE
l reports of human cellular mutations, and heavily classified footage of quarantine
ummer," the general said, his voice
imal behavior was just the first phase. We have less tha
hands, his skin pale. "God help us. Start shifting the military s
ncy meetings, frantically trying to
blind, but the wheels of the a
ne crazy. But she was the onl

GOOGLE PLAY