My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 210

"Is the Young Master in the backyard?" Kisha asked tentatively, her voice trembling with a hint of fear. None of the escorts responded, surrounding her on all sides as if they feared she might attempt to escape.

And soon after, they led Kisha to a large, rundown shed. It appeared unassuming and plain, not suspicious at all. Even her scarlet bees hadn’t discovered the entrance as described by the traitor, which had kept her from taking action thus far. Now, however, they were inviting the wolf into their own home, so they can’t blame her for it.

She concealed the smirk playing on her lips as she lowered her head.

They refrained from laying a hand on her or using force because she appeared timid and compliant from the start. Seeing no reason to make things difficult, they aimed to present her as a clean, blemish-free gift to their Young Master. This strategy promised rewards in the form of alcohol and food supplies, which brought them immense satisfaction.

If they were fortunate and their Young Master found their gift satisfactory, he might even grant them a taste of his collection of sex slaves he was keeping for himself.

Little did they know, they were unwittingly leading the wolf into their midst, unaware that it would soon wreak havoc in their homes, turning the tables and becoming the hunter instead of the prey.

As they entered the shed, Kisha took note of its interior: ragged and filled with dust, with planks strewn across the corners and stacks of used tires occupying half the room. The man leading them crouched down near one of the tires, his hand reaching out to flip a lever. Kisha could hear the creak of metal as he strained to move it, muscles bulging with effort.

After flipping the lever hidden under the tires, the wall covered in planks and boards emitted a soft clicking sound, as if gears were in motion. Slowly, the disguised section of the wall slid open, revealing the true entrance.

Kisha then saw the heavy iron door behind the facade, resembling the entrance to a military bunker, confirming that the planks and boards were merely a camouflage for the door.

They urged Kisha onward, leading her down several flights of stairs until they reached another metal door. One of the men activated it with a fingerprint and retina scan, and it swung open to reveal a secure area. Surprisingly, there were no guards stationed inside or outside the door, relying solely on its thick construction and biometric security measures.

They proceeded through a silent, dimly lit corridor that seemed eerily quiet and dark. As they walked, the corridor automatically illuminated with each step they took. Continuing onward, they reached another massive door, standing two meters tall and a meter and a half wide. With a push, they opened it to reveal a vast indoor garden.

Roman pillars adorned with intricate carvings supported a lofty ceiling, culminating in a glass-like dome at its center. Kisha couldn’t help but wonder about the location of this concealed underground garden with its dome-like glass, which had somehow eluded detection by her Scarlet Bees despite their thorough inspection of each location in the shelter.

In one corner of the garden, a massive man-made waterfall cascaded freely, its waters meandering through the lush surroundings where fish lazily swam. Bridges connected an island-like platform in the garden’s center, adorned with a comfortable rattan outdoor chair and table, inviting one to relax and enjoy the serene atmosphere.

Seated at the table, engrossed in his reading and sipping from a teacup, the man perked up at the sound of approaching footsteps. He glanced up from his tablet, momentarily stunned by Kisha’s presence before a warm and captivating smile spread across his face.