My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 335

No one could even detect the enticing aroma of the lunch Aston brought; instead, the sight of the food made them feel nauseous. After witnessing the gruesome scenes outside the wall, particularly the aftermath of Kisha’s actions against the zombies when Sparrow’s team departed, their stomachs were in turmoil.

The contrast between the horrifying reality they faced and the appealing lunch only served to heighten their discomfort.

Even the seasoned veteran soldiers, who believed they had witnessed every conceivable horror, found themselves unable to eat outside the wall. They feared that even if they returned to the cleanest environment inside, the vivid memories of the gruesome scenes they had witnessed would linger.

They imagined that the lingering stench of rotting flesh and the unsettling sensation of squishy brain matter, encountered while extracting crystal cores from zombies’ heads, would haunt them and make it impossible to enjoy their meal.

Vulture and Kisha, having spent considerable time traveling outside, had grown accustomed to this routine. In the harsh conditions beyond the walls, space and protection were limited, so they had learned to eat wherever and whenever they could.

Whether it was sitting next to a zombie corpse or after extracting hundreds of crystal cores from zombie heads, they had developed a toughened resilience, finding solace in any opportunity to eat amidst the chaos.

Kisha and Vulture stepped forward and eagerly accepted their trays of food, their hunger evident as they disregarded any other concerns. Despite Kisha’s passive skill consuming only 10 SP per second, which was partially offset by her simultaneous 5 SP recovery due to her titles and items, she still felt the pangs of hunger.

After six hours of walking, she wasn’t physically tired, but the extended period without a proper meal had left her craving sustenance.

At that moment, Kisha noticed Duke emerging from the wall alone. He appeared refreshed, holding his new spear with a casual ease. The spear’s tip pointed downward, the body rested against his arm, and the tail angled upward. Duke walked with a nonchalant air, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the park.

Despite several soldiers’ attempts to stop or escort him, his intimidating glare made it clear that he was not to be trifled with and needed no escort going out, leaving no one willing to challenge his authority.

As Duke approached Kisha, he leaned in to give her a brief, affectionate peck on the forehead. "Thank you for the breakfast, my dear," he said warmly. He then pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her. "I’ve sketched a bird’s-eye view map of the base and the new wall we’re planning based on your description. It appears that some buildings will obstruct the planned route.

How would you like to handle that?" Duke inquired, all the while signaling for Aston to bring him his lunch.

Soon, Aston arrived with a tray of lunch, approaching Kisha and Duke as he noticed Duke handing Kisha a piece of paper. After carefully placing the tray in front of Duke, Duke set down his spear with meticulous care, as if afraid it might get damaged if not handled gently.

Kisha observed his actions with a raised eyebrow but chose to remain silent, instead focusing on studying the map Duke had drawn.

She anticipated that some buildings would be in the way, so they had two options: either demolish them to clear the path or incorporate them into their property, using them as outer apartments for the survivors. They were fortunate that City B wasn’t a mega-city with skyscrapers everywhere. Located near the port city, City B had become a merchant hub.