Chapter 350 One Spark of <b>Chinos </b>
Chapter 350 One Spark of Chaos
Theresa had now leamed of the three Ark Camps, <b>and </b>she knew it was only a matter of time before those three also learned that the eastern region had risen an alliance built entirely by its strength, without any early government <b>aid</b>.
She didn’t believe for a second <b>that </b>those three camps would be friendly or extend a hand for cooperation to fight the zombies together.
If any one of them had ever <b>had </b>such an intention, the initial rescue operations would never have beenpletely <b>absent</b>.
Those three were not sanctuaries left behind for the nation. They were more like three fierce tigers <b>fighting </b>over a piece of the pic in the chaos of the apocalypse.
Now that she knew of their existence, Theresa had only one thought. Either <i>I </i>devour them, or they devour me.
There would be no third option. And if one of the four showed any weakness, the other camps would tear it apart first.
Thew of the wastnd was survival of the fittest. The winner took <b>all</b>, and the loser lost everything.
That was why Theresa could not ept being weak. She had to be strong, and she had to do it before the three Ark Camps ever discovered her existence.
She would surpass them all, and only strength would give her true safety.
“Theresa Lucas‘ <b>voice </b>cut through her thoughts.
“What’s up?”
“I just got thetest news from my grandfather. <b>Ark </b>Camp One is in trouble!”
Theresa’s eyes lit up with interest. “What kind of good news?”
Lucas hesitated. ‘An infected person slipped inside Ark Camp One yesterday. Ark Camp One has a poption of over 40,000. It’s the most popted of the three <b>Ark </b>Camps.
“Last night, an infected person managed to sneak in, leading to more than 20,000 people turning into zombies, <b>over </b>8,000 injured, and more than 3,000 who fled.
“The rest are now trapped underground below the third level. They still haven’t regained control.”
Theresa stood up. “How many infected people did it take to cause that much chaos?”
<b>Lucas </b>frowned and answered, “Just one.”
Theresa raised a <b>thumb </b>in sheer/admiration. “Legendary!”
She was genuinely stunned. One infected person slipping into a crowd had been enough to push an entire Ark Camp <b>to </b>the brink.
This wasn’t even the early days of the apocalypse.
Chapter 850 <b>One </b>Spark of Chaos
<b>Theresa </b>had always considered the risk of a secondary zombie outbreak among survivors
That was why she had constantly reinforced internal security. Besides having herbat teams pan borders and clear out zombies every day, her radar and drone systems were always runninginial scanning for threats inside her territory.
If a zombie appeared, the systems would give carly warnings and initiate attacks immediately, but most importantly, her alliance was fundamentally different from those Ark Camps
In her alliance, every single citizen had killed zombies before. Even a ten–year–old child would instinctively raise a knife at the sight of one.
Everyone in her alliance had wed their way through blood and disaster. They weren’t useless people protected behind walls.
They no longer feared zombies.
Theresa thought, Even if my camp suffers a secondary outbreak, we may lose a few people at first, but within <b>an </b>hour<b>, </b>tee will <b>contain </b>and clear everyst infected
They had been tempered by blood and fire.
To them, zombies were no longer monsters to fear. They were just rotting meat to be cut down.
So, when Theresa heard <b>that </b><b>a </b>single infected person had crippled Ark Camp One, she couldn’t help but exim. “Incredible!”
Lucas sighed. “I <b>can’t </b>believe it either.
“How did that eve
happen? Don’t they check for infection at the gates?”
“My grandpa said they had let everyone out for the Thanksgiving Festival,”
Theresa was speechless.
Lucas exined, “Yesterday was the Thanksgiving Festival. The camp allowed people to go outside to admire the moon. While they were out, a horde of zombies suddenly appeared. Everyone panicked and ran back.
“An infected person slipped in unnoticed because of therge crowd. They failed to screen everyone properly. Not long after that, the infected person returned to the camp, and the zombie virus broke out in full force inside the camp.”
Upon hearing this, Theresa immediately responded, “That’s nuts!”
They celebrated the Thanksgiving Festival and nearly wiped out their camp–what a peak–level ipetence.
Lucas just sighed <b>again</b>. He silently agreed.
In such dire times, they actually let so many people out of the underground camp just to watch the moon<b>. </b>
He really couldn’t fathom what the people in charge of Ark Camp One were thinking, but he couldn’t just blurt it out like that<b>. </b>
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Chapter 850 One Spark of Chaos
What about now? Theresa asked, still curious.
Their camp needs external support, Lucas replied. All the survivors of Ark Camp One are trapped the third level of the underground city.
“They need people on the surface to activate a system that locks down the second levelpletely Only then can they safely escape”
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