My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 675

Even Keith couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, knowing how strong they had become. However, when he looked back on his own progress, he realized that he wasn't falling behind either.

His mastery over his Mental-Type awakened ability had improved significantly—what once took immense effort just to conjure a simple 3D image of a rabbit had now evolved into the ability to create a realistic illusion of a hundred armed men.

That was already a tremendous leap forward. With this in mind, Keith reassured himself, pushing aside his envy and focusing on his own growth.

Noticing their expressions, Kisha calmly took out hundreds of bottles of Scarlet Bee's honey, filling the table with them. "These will aid in your training, accelerating your growth and making it easier to level up," she explained. "However, don't become overly reliant on the honey. If you do, you'll only gain levels without true strength, turning into nothing more than a paper tiger."

Her gaze then shifted to Keith, silently instructing him to assist with their training. Since he had already been using the honey himself, he understood its effects firsthand.

She had also tasked him before with explaining the importance of gathering crystal cores from zombies and their various uses. Now, all that remained was to give them a final push—they were already on the verge of leveling up.

This way, both territories would be well protected, and her people could grow stronger together.

The Winters' men were overjoyed. Ever since Kisha had first given them orders—explaining the blood rain and other crucial information—they had come to trust her words implicitly.

They believed in her judgment, knowing she saw farther and understood more than they did. Whatever she said became law in their eyes.

Without even realizing it, they had already begun following her unconditionally, slowly but surely becoming her loyal subordinates from the very start.

"Alright, now that we're done, the meeting is adjourned. We'll take a look around the hidden base while you all catch up with each other before dinner," Duke announced as he rose to his feet. Without hesitation, he wrapped an arm securely around Kisha's waist, pulling her close.

He had been patient long enough.

The past few days had been a whirlwind of responsibilities, leaving them with little time together. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

Even their brief escape to the beach inside Kisha's territory space—though a rare moment of peace—hadn't been nearly enough.

It didn't count as a honeymoon.

Not even close.

And Duke intended to change that.

'Wait, now that I think about it… we're back in City A, and I promised my wife a wedding once we reached the hidden base. That means I need to start the preparations!' Duke's thoughts raced as a surge of excitement churned in his stomach.

His eyes gleamed with anticipation, and a slow smile spread across his lips as he gazed down at the woman in his arms.

Feeling his grip on her waist tighten, Kisha instinctively looked up—only to be met with Duke's foolish, lovestruck grin.

A sense of unease crept over her.

She knew that look all too well.

Every time Duke smiled at her like that, he was planning something… and it was always something involving her.

"Sister, come on! Let's go see Grandma and Grandpa—they've missed you so much!" Keith exclaimed, jumping in front of Kisha with excitement.