Chapter 107 Heart-To-Heart
“Grandma will soon turn into a zombie! We have to kill her now!”
On the second floor, Theresa raised an eyebrow at the voices drifting through the floorboards.
Quentin did not carry the zombie virus. As a half-zombie, he possessed the antibodies to the virus. Therefore, he was not contagious. He was simply scaring them on purpose. After all, there was nothing more terrifying than psychological torment. It was worse than killing them outright.
Like a madman, Quentinughed maniacally as he watched the once-loving family turn around and tear each other apart. The entire world deserves to be destroyed. Let it all burn to the ground!
Theresa quietly thought to herself, This man must haveughed in the exact same way when he caused chaos and threw the camps into turmoil in his past life. He is truly anti-human.
It did not take long for her to finish collecting the supplies from the second and third floors. Those floors were stocked with various daily necessities and clothing.
For those hiding on the first floor, these supplies werepletely useless. They seemed terrified of going anywhere, choosing instead to huddle together in the food section. Hence, the upper floors remained mostly untouched.
Coincidentally, she happened to be in desperate need of such toiletries. Food wasn’t as urgent anymore. After all, her camp was slowly starting to produce its own food. There would soon be more than enough food to provide for themselves.
On the contrary, the residents had growing demands for daily necessities such as soap and shampoo, toile paper, sanitary pads, clothes, and shoes. Even children’s clothing and picture books were in demand. These were items that most people would deem useless during these troubled times.
With a wave of her hand, she quickly collected the things that everybody else scorned. These items that nobody wanted were exactly what she needed most! It was great that there was nopetition for these items.
She happily cleared out the supplies on both floors.
When she was done, she did not rush to go downstairs and simply waited quietly by a window on the second floor. From her vantage point, she watched as the heavily pregnant woman and the only able- bodied man among the group scrambled out of the building through the side door in a panic.
“They were my grandmother’s maid and driver, respectively.” A voice abruptly sounded from behind.
Theresa turned her head slightly and saw a man wearing a baseball cap slowly climbing the stairs toward her. He was bathed in the gentle sunlight streaming from the window, which revealed the blood staining
his clothes.
“They were acquaintances of my mom.” Quentin came to stand by the window, watching the only two people who managed to escape with a bloodthirsty smile.
She nced at the man beside her. His face was streaked with fresh blood, and his lips were twisted into a
sinister grin. Then, she turned back to the window without saying a word.
For a moment, they simply stood there in silence. Arge swath of cold daylight spilled through the ss windows, illuminating only the spot where they stood. Everywhere else was swallowed in endless darkness.
Click. A small me flickered in the darkness, sparked from a lighter.
Leaning against the ss wall, Quentin crouched on the supermarket floor and cupped the me in his hands to light a cigarette for Theresa.
Theresa smoked, though she was not an addict. A single cigarette could often help to soothe frayed nerves in the high-pressure environment of the apocalypse.
“My mom was the other woman. What’s more, she was not just any mistress-she was the type who would do anything to climb the socialdder and live in luxury.
“She used to be a gold-digger, always clinging to rich and wealthy men. It was by chance that she happened to meet my dad one day. When she learned he was wealthy, she quicklytched onto him like glue.
“I have to say, she was good at what she did. It only took a few tries before she became pregnant with me.
“She became even bolder once she had me, believing she could be his wife one day. Unfortunately, she was delusional. She never realized it was never going to happen. After all, my dad wasn’t stupid; it was just a fling to him. The Kerr family would never have epted her anyway. They would have kicked her out even earlier if it weren’t for me.”
“When she saw her dream of marrying into the Kerr family shattered, she focused on making money instead. But she was a gambling addict. Everything she made, she gambled away again. asionally, she would even bring random men back to the apartment my dad rented for her.
“I was only three at the time, yet I already had to make instant noodles for myself whenever I got hungry. Sometimes, I even had to make some for the men she brought home.”
“Hahaha-” Quentin suddenly burst intoughter. “Have you ever done anything like that?”
Theresa said nothing and simply looked at him in silence. After a pause, she nodded in agreement. “You’ve had it worse.”
“Hahaha-” Heughed until he started coughing. “That wasn’t even the worst of my experiences. At least there was food.
“Let me tell you a secret; I used to cry a lot as a kid, and it worked. Every time I cried, my dad would give my mom some money. But that didn’tst long-he died after a few years. It was a car ident, and his
death was instant.
“After his death, nobody would give my mom money anymore. So, she started dragging me to the Kerr family’s residence, spending every single day crying and begging for money from them. Whenever they refused to give her any money, she would abandon me at their doorstep.
“It was around that time when my dad’s real wife became pregnant with twins through IVF. She was
carrying two sons. How could my idiotic mother still think I had value after that? She abandoned me as soon as she realized I was worthless.
“How old was I then? Oh, right. I was ten.” Taking a long drag on his cigarette, he exhaled a cloud of smoke and stared at the fleeing woman outside. “I stood alone outside, on the doorstep of the Kerr family’s residence, starving. I hadn’t eaten in days.
“Those two gave me a bowl of dog food when I was crying from hunger.”