Chapter 112 KI Camp


    The preparations were wrapped up within thirty minutes. This time, Theresa’s dogs stayed behind to watch over the house. Since the journey ahead was expected to be long and demanding, and involved otherpanions, Theresa realized she might not be able to properly look after them. Carrying too many provisions would also attract unwanted attention. Hence, she decided to leave the dogs at home under Tessa’s supervision, confident they could manage the task of guarding the ce.


    Moreover, Theresa was merely apanying the group this time, so there was no need for her to take the lead. She could simply follow along and pick up some supplies along the way. Bringing the dogs wasn’t necessary. She even caught a ride with Lucas.


    Naturally, she still needed to bring some food for herself. Theresa packed a box of instant noodles and another box of pre-prepared meal kits she had purchased earlier, along with some convenient snacks like braised eggs and bread. She ced everything in the trunk of Graham’s car and headed off with him.


    “Hey, we’re heading out tomorrow. The captain asked me to pick you up early and take you to the K1 Camp. You’ll spend the night with us,” Graham said.


    “Sounds good.”


    “It’s a great chance for you to see what our camp is like!” Graham added, a hint of pride in his voice. “Our camp might not be aspact and well-equipped as yours, but we have a lot of people-it’s always lively! It must get lonely with just the two of you sometimes. People are meant to live in groups.”


    Theresa just smiled and said nothing. None of them knew that there were already neen people in her camp. “Alright, I’ll see how lively K1 Camp is.”


    Graham drove them toward K1 Camp. The camp was a hub for survivors-a coalition where people trapped in areas surrounded by hordes of zombies banded together to survive, forming camps of all sizes.


    Based on Theresa’s past life memory, there were close to thirty camps in the Eastern region.


    Granted, most of these camps were too weak to withstand any storm. Over the ten years of the apocalypse, they had been gradually swallowed up and disappeared.


    By the end of thest zombie apocalypse, there were down to three major camps in the Eastern region. These included K1 Camp, Hope Camp, and Ember Camp, the one that was further away and closer to the central region.


    Even in Theresa’s previous life, Kl Camp was already a famous one. Having originated from a military base, Kl Camp was equipped with strong military power, which allowed it to take in arge number of survivors at the start. Conversely, that served as a problem, too. Kl Camp simply couldn’t support so many people, especiallypared to the other two major camps nearby.


    Only capable survivors were epted at the Hope Camp. Initially, many scientific and technical talents had been recruited. With its focus on quality over quantity, Hope Camp managed to not only survive but thrive during the apocalypse.


    Ember Camp, on the other hand, was always running out of supplies. Nheless, their leader was an absolute hardliner-ranked number one on the list of the top ten ruthless leaders! On the outside, he


    killed zombies; internally, he killed his people. Whenever supplies ran to a new low, he would carry out ethnic cleansing to keep the poption sustainable. Though cruel, this brutal approach indeed made Ember Camp incredibly resilient. As a result, they never experienced internal revolts or upheaval.


    In the apocalypse, people could be even more dangerous than zombies, especially when resources were scarce. People could turn into the most primitive beasts. Kl Camp had suffered countless internal conflicts. Thanks to their military might, they would never have been able to suppress the riots.


    Moreover, Kl Camp’s leadership had always been problematic. They never really addressed the issue of troublemakers, seemingly using them to bnce the military and keep the leadership stable.


    “What happened to your captain afterward?” Theresa asked Graham as they sat in the car.


    “Missionpleted perfectly!” Graham replied, a hint of joy on his face.


    “But that Waverly woman died, didn’t she? Wasn’t her father one of the camp’s administrators?” Theresa asked curiously.


    Just then, their vehicle merged onto a major roadway that led to a massive tunnel. At the tunnel’s mouth, numerous barricades and security instations had been put in ce. A team of armed personnel was stationed there. Dozens of cars were parked along the mountainside near the tunnel, and groups of disced people were gathered in makeshift shelters, patiently queuing for entry.


    Theresa understood the situation clearly-they were conducting checks to identify anyone who might have been exposed to zombie bites. If someone turned while in the queue, they would be executed immediately. Every survivor was required to undergo a 24-hour istion period before being allowed entry into K1 Camp with their assigned registration number.


    They had reached K1 Camp.