My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 195

"Young Miss, oh! I was blind! I am not trying to scam you, please quell your anger." The old man pleaded earnestly. His grandchildren, who had been hiding near the alley, rushed to his side protectively. They seemed as fragile as walking sticks that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Kisha wasn’t amused by the sight of the kids at all. Despite her heart growing cold due to betrayal, she couldn’t help but feel sympathy for them. To her, children were innocent souls struggling to survive, and she could never view them in the same harsh light as those who had betrayed her.

She took in a deep breath to steady her thoughts. "Old man, I’m not angry. I’m just curious where you got these," Kisha explained gently. The old man still looked frightened, clutching the hands of his grandchildren protectively. Kisha suspected they might have faced hardships in the shelter, possibly neglected or mistreated for being perceived as burdens.

Seeing their guarded demeanor, she gently reassured them, "I’ll buy all these seeds from you at your price. I was simply curious about where you found them so I could look for more."

"I-I... I brought them from my home. I used to be a farmer. Are you really willing to buy them for just a loaf of bread?" His incredulous question echoed a bit louder, drawing the attention of nearby stall owners whose eyes filled with greed. Kisha understood that a loaf of bread could mean life or death for the old man during these times of severe food scarcity.

But still, she nodded, and as she did, the old man and his grandchildren exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with grateful smiles.

Kisha added, "But sir, even though I want to start farming these, I’m not knowledgeable about farming. How about I hire you to help me farm and teach me?" Her offer was generous, and she had a clearer plan in mind now.

Despite some plots of land at the base being farmed by others using the seeds she left in the storeroom, there had been significant wastage before they managed to grow the plants successfully. The growth wasn’t ideal either, and she realized she needed someone with expertise, someone like the farmer standing before her.

As soon as they heard Kisha’s statement, coupled with their terrifying appearance, the children and even the old man trembled. Tears streamed down the children’s faces as they pleaded, "Please don’t eat us! We’re just skin and bones; there’s nothing to eat on us!" Their frantic cries puzzled Kisha, who glanced up at Duke. He met her gaze with an equally perplexed expression.

Their faces were now covered in snot and tears, their expressions contorted in fear. Kisha couldn’t help but feel that with her and Duke’s disguise, they looked menacing enough to frighten even a burly man into thinking they were up to no good. With a resigned sigh, she only wished to grab the seeds and leave the bread.

"Host, aren’t you going to check his status window? Even if his stats, talents, or gifts aren’t impressive, weren’t you concerned about cultivating your farmland in your territory? How do you plan to cultivate it without understanding farming?

Are you thinking of spending points to buy a guide?" 008 questioned Kisha suspiciously, sounding like a thrifty child reluctant to part with his hard-earned money. He guarded his treasure trove closely; they had already spent a substantial amount of points on various items recently, and even though they had earned 30,000 points from a recent mission, it wasn’t enough to sustain their spending.

And a guidebook was rather costly too, so 008 felt inclined to be thrifty. After all, they had always been short on points in her previous lives, and 008 was still anticipating its second upgrade

Hearing 008’s aggrieved and resentful voice made Kisha feel guilty. She had promised to upgrade 008, and it had already been a week since its first upgrade. It wasn’t as if the upgrade was as expensive as the others, but still, the delay weighed on her conscience.

Thinking that she wouldn’t lose out if she checked the old man’s status window or brought him with them seemed like a good option. By checking his status window, she could also determine whether he was a malicious person or a good man.

[Marcus Wyatt]

Level 0

Morality: Good

Strength: 8

Stamina: 11

Defense: 5

Agility: 7

Mental Capacity: 10

Charm: 7

Leadership: 9

Title: None

Skills: None

Talent: Farming

Gift: Green Thumb

Kisha’s eyes widened as she checked the old man’s status window. Not only did he possess fairly decent stats, but his talent and gift were exactly what she needed—a green thumb. In this apocalyptic era, such talent made him akin to a miracle worker, and Kisha felt like she had hit the jackpot.

The fact that she couldn’t recall the old man from her previous life suggested he must have perished due to neglect and maltreatment from others who saw him as a burden.

’Ah! What a missed opportunity, It was almost wasted!’ she lamented. She felt like kicking herself for almost overlooking such a valuable talent. Judging by his morality, he seemed to be a good man, likely due to his background as a farmer living a humble, down-to-earth life, which likely kept him from becoming greedy.

This was fortunate for Kisha, prompting her to proceed with checking the grandchildren’s status window.

[Mike Wyatt]

Level 0

Morality: Good

Strength: 5

Stamina: 9

Defense: 7

Agility: 8

Mental Capacity: 9

Charm: 6

Leadership: 10

Title: None

Skills: None

Talent: Animal Care