My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 449

The five STAU, along with Evelyn and another team member, approached the seven individuals lying on the ground, each one gasping as if every breath might be their last.

Even with their eyes closed, the determination to survive was evident—they refused to give up.

Sparrow recognized them immediately; they were the same group that had intercepted his entourage the day before.

The older man, who looked the worst, was their leader—the one who had issued threats against him.

Sparrow’s face darkened as he observed them.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that their appearance in the Eastern Port was no accident.

They had come there deliberately, yet he sensed no malice from them.

Driven more by strategy than compassion, Sparrow decided to save them, knowing it was a chance to uncover what had led them there.

His instincts told him that, while they had arrived with purpose, it wasn’t a threat to him or his team.

Their injuries didn’t look like the work of zombies but rather inflicted by other humans, leading Sparrow to suspect they might have had a violent fallout with their own group and were fleeing, seeing Sparrow and his team as their only chance of survival.

But something about that didn’t sit right with him.

If they had simply wanted help with an internal conflict, risking their lives to find him would have seemed unnecessary; their safety should still have been a priority.

The fact that they came this way despite their severe injuries suggested there was more at stake.

Or perhaps they truly had nowhere else safe to run, and Sparrow’s camp in the Eastern forest was their only refuge.

Either way, speculation wouldn’t solve anything.

Deciding it was better to ask them directly, Sparrow chose to save them first, then get to the truth of their intentions out from their mouth once they woke up.

After Sparrow’s team uncorked the blue vials, they carefully opened the mouths of the injured men, administering the elixir without spilling a drop.

None of them felt it was a waste to use the precious blue liquid to save someone in need.

Unlike Kisha, who had endured countless betrayals, Sparrow’s team still held onto a measure of hope in humanity, and compassion came naturally to them—especially to Evelyn, who had recently found a new purpose in life after adopting the baby Kisha had rescued.

When they spotted the seven people crawling out of the forest’s edge during their patrol, leaving a long trail of blood behind them, Sparrow’s team couldn’t help but feel a pang of compassion.

They had no idea how far these people had crawled to reach them, but their desperate struggle was evident.

Despite the threats from the day before, Sparrow’s team set aside any resentment, recognizing that these strangers were only trying to survive.

After all, while they themselves were secure within a well-equipped base, these people had clearly endured unimaginable hardship, making it all the more natural to extend a helping hand.

Since it felt only right to help those in need, Sparrow’s team brought the injured strangers back, hoping to save them.

It was pure chance that Sparrow and the others returned at that moment.

Initially, they intended to rely solely on the medical kit, knowing the rarity and immense value of the blue vials of liquid, which were under Sparrow’s care.

None dared suggest using them. But when Sparrow immediately chose to use the vials, it raised their respect for him even more.

After all, they had no idea how many of these life-saving concoctions they had, and they weren’t something anyone could easily replace.