My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 628

The soldiers descended from the wall using ropes, as opening the gate was out of the question.

If they did, the zombie carcasses would spill in from the outside, and in the event of another wave or trouble, closing the gate would become nearly impossible.

This left them with no choice but to climb down.

Equipped with large military backpacks, they first cleared a small, designated area.

There, they began collecting the zombie corpses they had already inspected and removed crystal cores from, piling them up in one spot.

Once everything was gathered, they set the pile ablaze, ensuring the remains were properly disposed of.

This approach, however, was slow—like counting rice grains one by one from a sack—and not nearly fast enough for the sheer number of zombie carcasses outside.

If they continued at this pace, it would take forever. Kisha recognized this and decided to enlist the help of the Scarlet Bees to speed things up.

The soldiers and warriors had already experienced the bees’ power firsthand, even if they had not observed them in action.

This also served as a perfect opportunity to create another disguise, allowing others to believe she was using her telekinesis to extract the crystal cores from the zombies’ skulls.

With thousands of Scarlet Bees at her disposal, Kisha knew they could gather the cores more efficiently.

However, with so many zombie bodies piled high, the bees struggled to reach the ones buried deeper in the stack.

To overcome this, they adapted their strategy, slicing through the pile, extracting the crystal cores as they went, and collecting them in a designated area free of bodies.

This approach was far too gruesome, only adding to the mess around them.

Kisha shook her head as she observed from the sidelines. Meanwhile, the soldiers and warriors working on the other sides couldn’t help but steal glances at her.

They weren’t sure if they were being punished by having to witness this scene or if it was entirely unintentional.

Either way, none of them dared to voice their thoughts. Instead, they focused on their tasks, doing their best to pretend they saw nothing.

But it was nearly impossible to ignore—especially when severed hands or feet went flying through the air, occasionally landing right where they were collecting the crystal cores.

Before things got further out of hand, Kisha recalled the Scarlet Bees.

Though the process had been messy, the bees had already gathered hundreds of crystal cores in a remarkably short time.

The nearby warriors and soldiers quickly moved in to collect the neatly piled crystal cores, stuffing them into their bags before scaling the wall and depositing them into the designated containers for cleaning.

Once the boxes were full, another team would carry them to a large drum filled with cold water, where they would be vigorously shaken to remove any lingering black blood and brain matter clinging to the crystals.

And they would repeat it in three different drums filled with cold water to make sure that the crystal cores were cleaned. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

Once cleaned, the boxes were lifted out of the water and placed on a table where another team wiped the crystal cores with clean cloths.

If any remnants of brain matter or zombie blood remained, they would rinse the cores again before thoroughly drying them.

The cleaned crystals were then stored in separate boxes, which were sealed once full.

When the number of filled boxes became too large to transport manually, a lift was used to move them to the City Lord’s Villa.

Meanwhile, Rose and Evelyn meticulously recorded everything, while their subordinates listed and calculated the number of crystal cores to be distributed as rewards to those who had participated in the battle.