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    Chapter 158 Wee to zing Sun Camp.


    Chapter 158 Wee to zing Sun Camp


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    Thend was covered in neat rows of vegetables, and fenced–in livestock roamed nearby–pigs, chickens, even a few goats. It looked like a small miracle in the middle of a ruined world.


    “This is my camp,” Theresa said as she descended from the vehicle. “Do you want to join us<b>?</b>”


    Now that there was a moment of calm, she finally got a good look at the neers–five men and three women. Only one of them had an ability, and it was strength–based. He was the one who’d first dragged her inside and pleaded for help.


    But even at a nce, it was obvious he wasn’t very strong. The guy looked half–starved, probably hadn’t caten properly since the world went to hell. Whatever strength he had wasn’t growing much under those conditions.


    The rest of them? Just regr folks.


    They nced at one another, uncertain, then all looked toward the strength–type ability guy.


    “Is this Kl Camp?” Paul Chambers asked, his voice cautious as he addressed Theresa.


    “We’re not Kl Camp, silly! We’re the one and only zing Sun Camp!” Yuki chimed in sweetly, sticking close to Theresa’s side like a loyal kitten.


    Theresa gave the girl’s cheek a yful squeeze. “Good job.”


    “But we heard about Kl Camp on the radio,” one of the younger women piped up. “They said it’s great.”


    “Oh, honey, don’t even think about going there!” said the cafeteria worker who’d survived with Hugo’s crew. She rushed over, eager to exin. “That ce doesn’t hold a candle to zing Sun Camp!”


    “They’ve got a military unit, though. Isn’t that better?” the girl asked hesitantly.


    “Sure, it’s big,” the woman said with a grave shake of her head, “but big doesn’t mean safe. You kids are lucky to be here–don’t go jumping into a pit just because it’s got shiny signs!”


    Theresa waved her hand. “Enough. It’s your choice. But if you join us, you work. Everyone here


    contributes.<b>” </b>


    “What kind of jobs? We used to be office workers,” the same girl asked.


    “We farm, we raise pigs and chickens, catch bugs, build houses–everything.” Yuki beamed. “I help water, the veggies and feed the piggies every day! If I don’t, there’s no food for me!”


    The young woman’s face fell.


    <i>What</i>?! <i>Even </i><i>kids </i><i>have </i><i>to </i>work<i>? </i><i>No </i><i>work</i><i>, </i><i>no </i><i>food</i><i>?! </i>


    Theresa caught the look and couldn’t be bothered to coddle another fragile flower clinging to pre- apocalypse dreams. “You’ve got ten seconds. Stay, or go.”


    “I’ll stay,” the strength–type ability user said after just three seconds. His decision was firm.


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    It had been nearly <b>six </b>months since the end of the world. They’d been holed up in an office building, <b>cut </b>off from reality—but he wasn’t an idiot. Zombies were everywhere. If the world could’ve gone back to normal, it would have by now. But all the radio broadcasts ever talked about were survivor camps.


    This wasn’t just survival anymore. This was the new world.


    And this camp? It had food, structure, and leadership. Theresa had saved them, and she was strong. That was enough for him.


    He stayed–and his choice gave the others courage.


    “I’m in too!” another one said.


    One by one, four guys and a girl, including a pretty one named rissa<b>, </b>agreed to stay. They seemed like they came from the same techpany–probably researchers or engineers.


    Three people were left. They’d been with a differentpany.


    “I’ll stay too,” said another girl in a soft but clear voice.


    “Jenna? You’re noting to Kl Camp?” one of her coworkers asked.


    “I’m staying,” Jenna said firmly. “They saved my life. I want to follow them.”


    Theresa gave the girl a second nce. She remembered her–the one who’d been stuck mid–air during the rescue. She had grit.


    Out of eight neers, six chose to stay.


    The girl who’d been pushing for KI Camp grabbed one of the guys and walked away without hesitation. Theresa didn’t try to stop them.


    “We’re going to K1 Camp. It’s way bigger than this dump. This camp’s got nothing,” she said over her shoulder.


    “Yeah, it makes sense.”


    “And they want us to farm and raise pigs! What are we, peasants? I’m an office worker! I type and make reports! Let’s go to K1 Camp–they know how to use real talent like us!”


    Hugo watched them walk away and rubbed his temples.


    <i>Where </i><i>the </i><i>hell </i><i>did </i><i>these </i><i>airheads </i><i>even </i><ie </i><i>from</i><i>? </i>


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