My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 47

As the sun rose, everyone awoke feeling refreshed and well-rested. While most had experienced nightmares and restless sleep, Kisha and Duke slept soundly for the first time in ages, particularly Duke. He had never experienced such a peaceful night’s sleep without any dreams. It felt as though he had simply closed his eyes, only to awaken to the morning light.

Brimming with energy, they both did a few stretches to ease their stiff muscles.

"How do you think we should proceed from here?" Fred asked as he walked towards them, feeling noticeably better after a good night’s sleep.

"It would be ideal if we could find transportation for all these people," Kisha suggested, scanning their surroundings.

"But navigating through this highway filled with abandoned cars would pose a challenge," Fred remarked somberly.

"We can clear a path for you; we just need to find a larger vehicle for everyone," Kisha offered. She couldn’t afford to travel leisurely with them, which is why she suggested opening the path, as that was their intended course of action anyway.

"Do you really think it’s possible?" Fred asked, his tone laced with skepticism. His team had also been traveling in a S.W.A.T. truck, considered an armored vehicle, yet they had still encountered difficulties. The truck had gotten stuck, resulting in the loss of many comrades who were cornered.

Fred didn’t want to dampen their spirits, but he knew from experience that navigating through a highway full of cars wouldn’t be as straightforward as they imagined. "I don’t think it’ll work out that easily," he added cautiously.

"I know it will not, but it’s still better to give it a shot, besides, we are nothing but sitting ducks in the open with many non-combatants here." Kihsa gave a cursory look at everyone’s battered and defeated look everyone had.

"This is our best bet to keep everyone safe because if we dilly dally here, more people will die from attacks that can possibly come from any corner of the highway, and when that happens, we’ll truly be stuck." Kisha shared her thoughts, she’s lived most of her life in a repetitive cycle of her rebirth and experienced all kinds of death that’s why she has learned that decisiveness and making sure that she’s a few steps ahead of the enemy works best.

If she could take a hundred steps ahead better, but if not, she should at least have a backup plan.

Fred’s intuition strongly urged him to stick close to Kisha at all costs if he wanted to stay alive. Although he couldn’t pinpoint any logical basis for his gut feeling, it had served as his guiding force, his silent protector, throughout his journey. It was the unseen hand that had guided him through countless dangers, and he trusted it implicitly, this is the reason he has survived this long.

With a resolute nod, Fred conveyed their discussion to the group. Despite the fact that many among them hadn’t fully grasped how the plan would work, their unwavering trust in him was evident. This deepened Fred’s resolve to safeguard everyone to the best of his ability, instilling in him a sense of duty and determination to rise to the occasion.

Before Kisha and the others could take a single step forward, a bulky man in his mid-50s stepped forward and stood in front of Kisha. "Before we head out, how about we eat something first?" he suggested, his gaze shifting between Kisha and her companions.

Implying that they should share more food just like last night, Kisha couldn’t help but sneer. She was all too familiar with these kinds of people—give them an inch, and they’ll take a mile.

Fred stepped forward to take charge of the situation. "Why don’t we search for food along the way? Let’s endure for a bit until we find something to eat."

"But we are already so old, we won’t be able to last long if we don’t eat," he lamented, casting a worried glance at the others, silently rallying them to support his cause. He emphasized that it wasn’t just for his own well-being but for everyone.

"But we don’t have anything now. We’ve used up all the supplies we gathered on the way here," Fred explained. In fact, none of them carried anything with them aside from the occasional stroke of luck when they found food in deserted shops and such.

"Since we’ll be looking for food on the way anyways, why not borrow their supplies first then we can just pay it back after?" The man pointed at Hera and the others, he was eyeing the bulky bags they had behind them.