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<b>There </b>was only one feeling in everyone’s hearts: zing Sun Camp was getting better by the <b>day</b>.
And not just better–stronger. Visibly stronger.
Theresa had promised them a good life–and she was delivering.
Their sense of belonging to zing Sun Camp had skyrocketed.
Right then, Theresa heard a notification in her mind.
<i>Ding</i><i>! </i><i>Detected</i><i>: </i><i>Camp </i><i>prosperity </i><i>level </i><i>increased </i><i>by </i><i>100. </i><i>Current </i><i>prosperity </i><i>level</i><i>: </i><i>180</i>.
She was surprised that setting up a small store could boost the camp’s prosperity by that much.
But after thinking about it, she realized it made perfect sense.
Trade was a basic need for anymunity. Even in the resource<b>–</b>scarce camp of her previous life, trading markets were always packed. People were constantly bartering for necessities.
A store inside the camp was more than necessary–it was essential.
Seeing the bustling trade market, Theresa began to envision the future: once thend started producing steadily, she could introduce livestock farming, fish farming, and eventually build processing nts of all kinds.
Her camp was growing–step by step–into something powerful.
With the store up and running, Theresa returned to her bunker.
She didn’t need to worry about restocking; Tessa, her camp manager, handled everything automatically. Based on real–time inventory, Tessa dispatched UAVS to transport supplies.
The UAVS would fly to Theresa’s warehouse, retrieve the necessary items, and deliver them–no human hands needed.
When resources hit certain thresholds, Tessa would notify her to review or update the inventory list.
Tessa was the perfect assistant, solving the problem
limited manpower.
With day–to–day camp management off her te, Theresa could finally focus on the bigger picture.
“Kyle,” she said, e with me. We’ve got somewhere to be.”
This world had been devastated by a zombie virus that wiped out 99.9 percent of the global poption, copsing all of human society.
Regions with poor geography and dense poptions were the first to fallpletely overrun.
Zombies had split the world into isted pockets. A few survivors banded together, forming <b>scattered </b>camps to stay alive.
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<b>But </b><b>even </b>banding <b>together </b>wasn’t enough. They faced constant threats: food <b>shortages</b>, <b>limited </b>resources <b>endless </b><b>waves </b>of zombies, and the asional hostile human group.
<b>Theresa </b>had spent her previous life struggling for ten long years in one of those <b>small </b><b>camps</b>. In <b>that </b><b>time </b>she survived eight major zombie hordes.
Several times, her camp came close to annihtion. The final wave—a super hordepletely <b>wiped </b>them out.
The worst part wasn’t dying. It was realizing there was nowhere left to run.
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Her camp was gone. Other small camps had fallen, too. In the entire Eastern region, only the <b>powerful </b><b>Ki </b>Camp remained–and even it was barely hanging on.
The zombies had left humanity with only one question: How long could one survive?
Not how long until things got better–but how long until one was next.
This was extinction. The fall of civilization. And there was no escape.
But after everything that happened yesterday, Theresa had a revtion: Fate could be changed.
She had saved Lucas‘ team–and removed a major future threat: a powerful zombie king.
That meant she could act now–early in the apocalypse–and do so much more.
Especially now, when the threats were still rtively weak, and she was already strong.
She had a n: eliminate risks early, quietly expand and strengthen the camp.
With stable, growing food production, a strong offense–defense system, and a bnced poption, she could withstand whatever came in the future.
Her goal was clear: zing Sun Camp had to survive the cataclysm ten years from now.
The early days of the apocalypse offered a rare window of peace. Now was the time to grow strong. Build the camp. Prepare.
Every bit of progress made now was one more step toward survival.
Theresa grabbed her gear and left the camp with Kyle. Time to hunt zombies.
Her first goal: clear every high–risk zone near her territory.
They drove to an old livestock facility on the Western outskirts.
She remembered this ce well–six months into the apocalypse, it became the epicenter <b>of </b>a massive animal gue.
The zombie virus didn’t infect animals, but without humans to care for them, chickens<b>, </b>ducks<b>, </b>and <b>sheep </b>died off from starvation and disease. Their decaying bodies triggered a secondary epidemic.
In her previous life, she hade here with a group from her camp to <b>scavenge </b><b>supplies</b>.
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What they <b>saw </b>was horrifying—piles of rotting carcasses everywhere.
<b>Swarms </b>of flies buzzed in clouds over the bloated remains of pigs, cows, and sheep, drawn <b>to </b>the stench of death.