My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 677

After presenting his gifts to Grandpa Aldens, Duke turned his attention to Grandma Aldens, taking out an array of carefully chosen presents—exquisite jade bracelets, elegant clothing, high-quality health supplements, and luxurious beauty products.

The number of boxes far exceeded what he had given Grandpa Aldens, and for good reason—he knew that if Grandma Aldens was happy, the entire family would be at ease.

It wasn't just Grandpa Aldens who was dissatisfied with him; his brother-in-law, Keith, shared the sentiment. As a devoted siscon, Keith wasn't ready to accept that Duke had so easily taken his sister away.

To maintain harmony within the family, the true head of the household had to be pleased—and in the Aldens family, that role undeniably belonged to Grandma Aldens. Duke understood this well, which was why he knew exactly who to win over.

"Oh my! This is too much! You shouldn't have brought so many gifts!" Grandma Aldens exclaimed, waving her hands to refuse them. "You already gave us plenty earlier—there's no need for personal gifts."

She was genuinely overwhelmed. Now that the world had changed so drastically, resources like these meant everything—they could be the difference between life and death for many. The fact that Duke was willing to offer so much was a clear sign of how deeply he and his family valued Kisha.

More than that, it also meant that these gifts weren't just gestures of goodwill; they were meant to be the Aldens' personal supplies, ensuring their comfort and survival.

Grandma Aldens understood all too well how difficult it was to gather supplies in the outside world. Her grandson, Keith, often ventured out with Ethan and the others to scavenge and assess the situation beyond their territory. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}

Every time they returned, their haul was minimal, and they were often battered and bruised from the dangers they faced.

They were fortunate to have a farmland and a small livestock within their territory, which sustained them even when supply runs were scarce.

Even so, the struggle was real. If not for the food stocks carefully managed by Mr. Evans and his eldest son, Eric, their situation would have been far more dire.

What Grandma Aldens didn't realize was that a steady supply of resources had actually been allocated to City A's hidden base from Kisha's territory. These provisions were discreetly stored in their warehouse, ensuring that no matter how difficult things became, they would never truly face starvation.

Kisha had been careful to make the arrangement as inconspicuous as possible. Even though Mr. Evans and Eric were responsible for managing the supplies, they hadn't noticed the subtle influx—or perhaps they had, but without any clear explanation for how it was happening, they eventually chose to stop questioning it and simply continued overseeing the distribution as usual.

"Grandma, did you know? While my wife and I were building City B's base, we managed to gather enough supplies to sustain over ten thousand people for an entire year or more," Duke said, his tone calm and reassuring.

"And that's not all—we've expanded our land, increased our farmland, and raised more livestock. So, what's a little bit of supplies compared to that? There will be plenty more in the future. After all, we have the manpower to rebuild entire industries when the time comes."

Duke spoke with confidence, fully aware of what was weighing on Grandma Aldens' mind. Reassuring her was no trouble at all—he knew exactly what she needed to hear.

Grandma Aldens glanced at Mrs. Winters, seeking confirmation of Duke's claim. Seeing her questioning look, Mrs. Winters smiled and nodded reassuringly.

"My son isn't lying," she affirmed. "We have more than enough to spare, and it wouldn't do us any good to dwell too much on the distant future. These supplies won't last forever, so it's not practical to hoard them indefinitely."