My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 425

Upon hearing Sparrow’s words, Clyde, Reeve, Rose, and even Evelyn exchanged incredulous glances.

’How can he lie through his teeth without even breaking a sweat?’ Rose wondered, struggling to suppress the twitch at the corner of her mouth.

’He must have been a conman even before the apocalypse,’ Clyde thought, astonished by how effortlessly Sparrow spun his web of lies without betraying a single expression.

’He really chose the wrong profession,’ he added mentally, doing his best to maintain a neutral facade.

Reeve and Evelyn struggled to mask their reactions, their expressions betraying a mix of disbelief and shock.

They couldn’t help but find Sparrow utterly shameless, especially as he claimed they couldn’t retrieve any supplies from the Eastern warehouse.

It was ironic, considering he had already raided the third warehouse and was planning to keep at it every time they returned for the cargo trailer.

Just last night, he had been urging the five STAU to push themselves in training, insisting they continue well into the early hours to reach Level 1 as quickly as possible.

This would allow them to increase the capacity of their portable space, enabling them to store more cargo trailers and supplies.

However, his question also caused the opposing party to pause and think.

They were the ones who had sealed off the Eastern Warehouse, which had once served as a refuge for thousands of survivors who had fled to the Eastern Port seeking safety.

Back then, supplies were never a concern because they had everything they needed stored there.

The people managing the Eastern Warehouse had welcomed them, allowing them to use it as their shelter while they waited for the government to intervene and send in the military.

The current leader of the Port City Shelter had initially come to the area to oversee his smuggling operations, unaware that the apocalypse was about to unfold.

Seeking refuge in the Eastern Warehouse, he and his entourage initially resorted to intimidation to assert control over the desperate survivors.

However, as they observed the large number of women, children, and elderly individuals in the shelter, the leader softened his approach.

This change in demeanor was also influenced by the fact that, after a week, no help had arrived to assist them.

He believed that they were all in this together, fostering a spirit of kindness among one another.

By doing so, they could create a stronger community, united in their efforts to watch each other’s backs against a common enemy.

It was astonishing to think that someone had been bitten yet chose to hide this crucial information out of fear of being killed, just like the others who had perished.

This single act of cowardice ultimately led to the entire Eastern Warehouse falling into the hands of the zombies.

In the chaos, there was a desperate reluctance to abandon the valuable supplies stored within the warehouse.

Concerned that outsiders or rival factions might seize the opportunity to claim those resources, someone made the fateful decision to seal off the warehouse as they fled.

The consequences were devastating.

Those who managed to escape were numbered in the hundreds, but they had lost countless lives due to the rampant spread of infection that had breached their defenses.

The once-thriving shelter became a haunting reminder of their failure, filled with memories of the lives lost and the trust shattered.