My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 424

The palpable bloodlust radiating from Sparrow made it clear that he was more than capable of taking them all on if it came to that.

The leader sensed the underlying tension in the air, feeling the weight of Sparrow’s unspoken challenge.

It was evident that Sparrow was willing to kill if necessary, yet he was also extending an olive branch, framing the situation as a misunderstanding.

The leader grappled with conflicting thoughts.

Part of him recognized the opportunity Sparrow was offering—a chance for both sides to avoid unnecessary bloodshed.

However, a nagging doubt crept into his mind. _{freёweɓnovel.com}

Was this merely a ploy, a form of reverse psychology designed to allow Sparrow and his team to escape accountability for their actions?

After all, it was he who had initially issued the threat, and Sparrow’s cold response could just as easily be interpreted as a counter-threat.

Caught in this mental tug-of-war, the leader weighed the risks.

Could he afford to trust someone with such a fierce personality?

Or would backing down now only embolden Sparrow and his team to take advantage of the situation?

The uncertainty churned within him as he considered the potential consequences of either choice.

The leader of the opposing group wasn’t indecisive; rather, he found himself torn between protecting his people and grappling with the inconsistencies in the woman’s account of her team’s annihilation.

If Sparrow’s words were true, and the woman had claimed they first encountered him and his team at the Western warehouse while her group was obliterated by the gigantic bees in the Eastern forest, it suggested that her desire for revenge stemmed from Sparrow’s actions in the Western warehouse.

Unfortunately, that quest for vengeance had led them to a far worse fate against the terrifying bees, creatures capable of shredding them like butter on a hot knife.

As he began to think critically about the situation, his face drained of color in horror.

He realized he had been inadvertently offending unknown individuals with mysterious backgrounds, all while lacking the full story.

It dawned on him that Sparrow’s demeanor—his confidence in walking away unscathed and his apparent ease in threatening their lives—made it seem all too likely that he was indeed speaking the truth.

However, he couldn’t simply back down; he had too many plans in motion. His primary concern was the growing hunger among the people in his shelter, who were surviving day by day while risking their lives on supply runs around Port City.

Each foray was fraught with danger, and casualties were increasing as more people fell prey to zombies.

Some residents were too terrified to venture outside, resorting to eating tree bark to stave off starvation, while others clung to the hope that the government would eventually devise a better strategy to eradicate the zombie threat and come to their rescue.

The leader found himself at a loss. He considered blackmailing Sparrow to secure some much-needed supplies, but the fear of Sparrow annihilating his entire group loomed large in his mind.

While he had no desire to confront Sparrow’s team, the weight of his responsibilities as a leader—where the lives of his people rested on his shoulders—was overwhelming.

He wasn’t a saint; he had already taken countless lives during the more peaceful days when society was still governed by law.

However, given the current circumstances, he was increasingly aware that the zombie population had swelled alarmingly compared to the number of human survivors.