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Kept Woman 458

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    “Those from KI Camp really don’t know their ce,” the third–floor administrator growled. “Out there, the world’s falling apart, and Mr. Nellson even offered them a chance to join us, and they refused! It’s ridiculous!”


    “Hardship breeds the most stubborn people,” Horace said with a sneer. “The poorer and harsher the ce, the ruder the people. They’d better hand over that woman, or we’ll tten their camp!”


    He hadn’t forgotten how Theresa had destroyed hisbst time.


    Today, he was determined to make Kl Camp pay double for that offense.


    “Dr. Klein, you’re worrying too much. There’s no way they won’t give her to us. That tiny, rundown camp can’t possibly challenge Ark Camp One,” the third–floor administrator said.


    As soon as he finished, their helicopter passed over the area Horace had marked.


    To their surprise, there was no sign of any camp.


    “Kl Camp isn’t here?” Morgan asked coldly, opening his eyes.


    “Keep looking nearby. They have to be around here,” Horace said.


    The helicopter circled the site where Kl Camp had supposedly been. But there wasn’t a single person, no camp, nothing.


    The team on board frowned, staring at the canyon below in disbelief.


    KJ Camp wasn’t here. But if it wasn’t here, where could it be?


    “Could that little camp have been overrun by zombies?” the third–floor administrator asked.


    Before anyone could answer, they saw it: a steel wall stretching for hundreds of


    miles


    Outside the wall, tens of thousands of zombies swarmed, blocked entirely by the towering barrier. Not a singlebie could break through


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    Everyone froze in shock.


    “What… is that?”


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    Horace stood, pressing his face against the window, eyes wide. He couldn’t believe the sight before him—a massive, imposing steel wall, stretching as far as the eye could see.


    “Look! Are there people up there?” the third–floor administrator said.


    On top of the wall, machine guns rattled, mowing down the zombies below. In moments, the mass of advancing undead was wiped out.


    Before they could even catch their breath, doors in the wall opened. Giant vehicles, unlike anything they’d ever seen, rolled out, crushing scattered zombies under enormous treads.


    Behind the steel wall, they glimpsed vast fields and a proud city skyline rising in the distance.


    Every one of them was stunned.


    The helicopter moved closer, and soon the details of the steel wall came into view.


    It was real–a true steel bastion. From north to south, it stretched for hundreds of miles, fully isting the city from the zombie hordes outside. Not a single zombie had breached the interior.


    This was a fortification built specifically to withstand the zombie apocalypse.


    “Could this steel city have been built before the outbreak?” Horace asked in disbelief.


    “No way,” the third–floor administrator replied, equally shocked. “Before the apocalypse, there were only three Ark Camps, all low–key, No one could hide a project like this. A wall this massive would have been impossible to conceal.”


    “So, this wall… was built in thest three years?” Horace whispered, stunned.


    How could anyone organize enough manpower and resources to build such a breathtaking fortress during a zombie apocalypse–and survive while doing it?


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    At that moment, they saw movement ahead. A gate in the wall opened, and a group of people rushed out, engaging zombies in hand–to–handbat.


    Hand–to–hand!


    Normally, killing zombies requiredyers of protection, heavy firearms, and ability users clearing the way. And yet, these fighters were unusual.


    “They’re all so small,” someone muttered.


    “Those are… children!” the third–floor administrator shouted.


    Horace was speechless. The children before him were stronger than their trained operatives.


    “Mr. Nellson, I think we’ve been deceived,” he said, turning to Morgan.


    Theresa’s Kl Camp was no small, weak camp. It was a supercamp that rivaled their underground fortress–possibly even stronger.


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