second<b>–</b>that was <b>all </b>I needed!”
11:55 Wed 13 Aug
Chapter <b>222 </b>The City <b>Falls </b>
Chapter <b>222 </b>The City Falls
Dave’s <b>eyes </b>lit up the moment he heard Graham’s ount. I noticed it too! After I <b>sprayed </b>what Theresa <b>gave </b>me, every zombie that got close paused for a second before attacking!”
Graham and Dave stared at each other in stunned silence. Then, in perfect sync, they blurted out. Theresa <b>is </b>incredible!”
And it wasn’t just the two of them. Everyone noticed it.
The moment they used the spray Theresa had brought back, it was like an invisible shield had been ced over them–an extrayer of protection.
During countless near–death moments, zombies that lunged in ambush would suddenly falter for just <b>a </b>second or two. But that one or two seconds made all the difference–turning the tide, allowing desperate counterattacks, and drastically increasing survival rates. Especially for those without powerful abilities, <b>it </b>was a miracle.
And soon, the unspoken question buzzed in all their minds–<i>Is </i>Theresa some kind of god?!
“Theresa, what the hell is in that stuff?”
After a brutal battle, Lucas and Theron tracked her down, both of them looking absolutely floored.
They had expected horrific casualties that day–had doubted they’d even be able to breach the city line. However, Theresa, who had returned a week ago after dragging Quentin back to her base, <i>had </i>shocked them all. Not only had they broken through the city’s defenses, but their casualties <b>were </b>barely one–tenth of what they’d projected.
Theresa’s invention had saved every single one of them–more than once. It was like she’d handed them all a game–breaking buff.
Theresa gazed over the cityscape. Then, she turned with a calm shrug. “Just a little something from zing Sun Camp’stest experiments.”
Lucas and Theron were speechless. <i>Just </i><i>a </i><i>little </i><i>something</i><i>?! </i><i>That </i><i>little </i><i>something </i>is <i>practically </i><i>on </i><i>par </i>with <i>the </i>Evoloid<i>! </i>
They stared at Theresa like she was a treasure cheste to life. She didn’t just have tens of thousands of acres of fully automated farnd or industrial–scale production lines. Now she had cutting–edge research so potent it turned the tide of battle. And on top of all that, her own abilities were unmatched.
She was a one–woman miracle.
Bennie had been convinced that <i>they </i>couldn’t possibly conquer the city, but in reality? Theresa had everything–food, equipment, logistics, strategy, strength–the man had no idea what she was capable of.
Time flew, and a month passed.
“How can there be a drought?!”
Chapter <b>222 </b>The City Falls
Back at Hope Camp, Bennie stared at thetest meteorological report<b>, </b>bewildered.
Spring had barely arrived, and already a massive drought had set in
Human beings were a remarkably resilient species. Even after the zombie virus outbreak, as long as they had a breath left in them, they’d w their way back into production, fight tooth and nail to take back the world.
Zombies weren’t humanity’s greatest threat.
Zombies <i>plus </i>natural disaster–that was the real extinction–level event.
When Theresaunched her counterattack into the city, the smaller camps had gone all–in trying <b>to </b><b>restart </b>food production, but they were faced with the brutal reality–a drought.
Since thest blizzard and cold snap, not a single drop of rain had fallen, and now it was May<b>. </b>Temperatures soared past 100 Fevery other day. Their hard–fought farms were dying.
And just when Bennie thought things couldn’t get worse<b>, </b>the radio crackled <i>to </i>life.
“Listen up, dumb*sses! The zing Sun Alliance has officially taken the northern district!”
Bennie’s heart nearly stopped. He listened in disbelief as Elias‘ voice tranted the announcement word for word, and for the first time, the phrase “dumb*sses” felt painfully, personally urate.
<i>Theresa</i><i>… </i>she <i>actually </i>did <i>it</i><i>! </i>
In this heat, with limited manpower, under impossible pressure, she’d taken the city. In just a few months, she’d captured two districts. Theresa wasn’t just powerful–she was unreal.
He couldn’t even keep his crops alive. And yet she had managed to keep her entire operation running at full strength while grinding down a city filled with zombies.
His chest pounded with adrenaline and something close to awe.
After a long moment of silence, he turned to his secretary. “Send a message to the zing Sun Alliance. I want to propose an all–camp summit.”
Meanwhile, Theresa’s team had just finished clearing thest street and had begun looting the city.
Urban supplies were on apletely different scalepared to the scattered vige outposts they’d scrounged through before. Now, it was as if all the treasures guarded by the zombies had finally been unleashed–malls, pharmacies, tool shops, jewelry stores, furniture outlets, gold and gemstones, designer
fashion, electronics<b>… </b>