Chapter 29 iming the Vis


    Chapter 29 iming the Vis


    It wouldn’t be long before she’d have fresh goat milk to enjoy.


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    Her vegetable garden was another source of delight. Quick–growing, high–yield crops like boy choy and spring onion were already producing in abundance. Every day, Theresa made it a point to harvest a fresh batch.


    The cycle never stopped–whatever she picked grew back by the next day, but leaving them unharvested wasn’t an option. She hated waste. No matter how busy or tired she was, she always carved out time to collect the vegetables and store them in her bunker’s refrigerated warehouse.


    Other crops, like carrots, spinach, romaine lettuce, and broli stems, were nearing their harvest period. Soon, tomatoes and potatoes would be ready for a bountiful yield as well.


    Her fish pond was thriving, too. The fish poption had doubled, with countless new fry swimming energetically. Despite herck of expertise in managing the pond, the system’s enhancements ensured that everything flourished without her intervention. The fish were plump and lively, growing by the day.


    Her camp was thriving in every way. The territory was expanding, her resources were growing, and the future looked bright.


    The next day, Theresa set out to im newnd. This time, she drove her armored car, leaving Summer and six dogs to patrol the camp and handle any wandering zombies. She brought the remaining eight dogs with her, heading toward a cluster of hillside vis.


    These vis had once been part of a luxurious development for the wealthy. Only ten vis made up the entire area, spaced far apart to ensure privacy and offering stunning views of Ansford from the mountainside. Few of them had ever sold, and even fewer had been inhabited.


    When Theresa arrived, she took in the sight of the elegant, staggered vis. Their strategic cement provided amanding view of the city below. The residents who once lived here must have been the elite of Ansford.


    She sent her dogs out to scout the area.


    “East, South, check the left side. West, North, head south. Ace, Snowy, search uphill. Spot, Cash, stay here and guard. Let me know if anyone shows up!”


    “Woof, woof!” The dogs split into groups, swiftly carrying out her instructions. Meanwhile, Theresa hammered a sign into the ground. ‘Private Property: Trespassers Will Be Killed!‘


    This area was meant to serve as an outer buffer zone for her territory, a ce she wouldn’t frequent often. With her dogs stretched thin, she had to rely on this sign as a warning. If anyone ignored it, she’d deal with


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    The dogs returned shortly, but the system remained silent. Theresa nced at the ten vis and realized she’d need to sweep each one before the area would register as hers.


    Leaving four dogs outside to stand guard, she took East, South, West, and North with her to begin clearing


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    The first vi was clearly unsold, its original lock still in ce. Theresa pulled out a wire from her domain. and worked on the lock.


    In the apocalypse, she’d picked up a variety of skills, and lock–picking was one of them.


    The door creaked open, revealing an unfinished interior. After a quick search, Theresa scratched the word “Summer” on the mailbox. Instantly, her mental map was updated.


    “Territory expanded by 500 square feet! Reward: 100 points!”


    Theresa smiled. Now that’s more <i>like </i>it!


    She moved on to the next vis, methodically clearing each one. Out of the first eight, only two had any furnishings, but all were deserted. By the time she finished, she had sessfully imed eight vis, expanding her territory significantly without encountering a single person.


    But the ninth vi was different. A car was parked in the small garden out front, its windows covered in a thinyer of dust–not enough to suggest abandonment, but enough to show it hadn’t been there long.


    Theresa observed the vi closely. The curtains were drawn tightly, and the house gave off an air of secrecy. She knocked on the door and rang the bell, the chime echoing eerily through the empty neighborhood. Inside, there was no response.


    Her brows furrowed. Pulling out her wire, she began to work on the lock. This time, she felt resistance. The door was bolted from the inside.


    Someone was definitely in there–either living, or the living dead.


    Just then, a sudden vibration ran through her wire. Someone on the other side was turning the lock.


    Her suspicion was confirmed–they were alive.


    At this point, she hesitated.


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