Apocalypse Rebirth: Beauties Surround Me

Chapter 69: Farewell

"Guys, there's no need for this, right? Even though you outnumber me, the outcome of a fight might not be in your favor. At least I can guarantee that both of you won't come out unscathed! I admit I was at fault first, so I apologize to the lady. I don't have much on me right now, nothing to compensate you with. Don't believe me?

Take a look!" brought-to-you-by-MvLeMpYr

Christopher said, opening his backpack and pouring out a pile of items. Among them were handcuffs, leg irons, a whip, candles...

Daisy's face flushed as she muttered, "You rascal!"

"Miss, this is called ambiance! I'm not lying, am I? I really am very sorry! There's no need for us to resort to violence. It's not good to harm each other. With so few survivors left, as fellow humans, let's spare each other.

Let me go, and I promise not to bother you again!" Christopher's expression was sincere.

"Fair point! There's really no need for this!" Elijah nodded, then pulled out a handgun.

A gunshot rang out.

"You..." Christopher looked bewildered as he clutched his chest, a bullet hole appearing in his shirt, blood seeping out rapidly, soaking his clothes.

"You see, this way is much simpler, and we won't get hurt either!" Elijah stepped closer, looking at Christopher with a mix of puzzlement and defiance.

"Only you are getting hurt!"

"Why..." Christopher didn't understand. He didn't even know the person in front of him, so why did he shoot him so decisively?

Elijah didn't explain but leaned close to his ear. "I was planning on capturing you to let you experience being torn apart by zombies, the agony of dying. Your words enlightened me. I'm not alone now, no need! Thanks, buddy! Farewell!"

At least in the previous life, he had helped himself in many ways. Even though it was bought with money, it was a mutually beneficial transaction. Elijah gave him a quick and clean death with a shot to the head!

"Bang!"

Christopher fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

"Not scared, are you, Daisy?" Elijah holstered his gun and turned to look at Daisy.

"Hmph, I'm not that cowardly! He really wanted to kill me just now. Letting him die like this is too kind; I should have dismembered him!" Daisy gestured with the knife in her hand.

Sure enough, he didn't misjudge her! Elijah smiled.

Daisy was naturally suited for surviving in the apocalypse, whether it was her superpowers or her thick skin.

However, she still lacked experience and was somewhat naive.

With more practice, she could definitely venture out on her own.

"Alright, are you done packing? Bella upstairs is very worried about you, as well as your little dog. If it weren't for it blocking the way, she would have followed me down!"

"It's all because of you and your insistence on these clothes!" Daisy looked at him disdainfully.

"Uh..." Elijah awkwardly picked up Christopher's baseball bat. "This thing might still be useful; someone might like it. I'll keep it. And these things on the ground..."

As Elijah bent down, he suddenly felt a cold glint.

"Elijah, what are you up to?"

"Ah, nothing, just thought these things were a bit of an eyesore, so I'll toss them aside!" Elijah held up a pink toy with a string, replying somewhat awkwardly.

"Hmph, men's mouths, full of lies!" Daisy continued packing clothes, her eyes occasionally glancing at him.

"Tch, why would I lie to you? Do I need these toys?"

Elijah snorted disdainfully. "Yesterday was just a warm-up. I didn't dare to use my full strength. Next time, I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

With a hint of regret, he kicked the pile Christopher had poured out into the corner.

"There... there won't be a next time!"

Daisy muttered, ignoring him.

At least they got past that topic.

They finished packing up their belongings and moved to the unit door.

Back on the fifth floor, Bella breathed a sigh of relief seeing both of them unharmed.

The little dog kept circling around Daisy, wagging its tail furiously like a fan.

Daisy briefly explained what had happened.

Knowing it was Benjamin's gang, Bella was very grateful that Elijah and the others had come back.

Otherwise, on their own, their chances would have been slim.

The three of them moved the belongings from the fifth floor downstairs again, mainly food, a generator, drinks, and water.

Finally, Bella reluctantly glanced at the room, locked the door, and headed downstairs.

"Daisy, you stay here to protect Bella. I'll go start the car."

The two gunshots just now might have attracted zombies.

Elijah switched to Abigail's defensive ability and opened the door.

Sure enough, there were a few zombies attracted outside.

Elijah wielded a short hammer to kill them one by one, then walked to the armored truck and opened the door.

The mutated female zombie was still in the car.

This was his precaution from yesterday. Usually, he would have the mutated female zombie guard downstairs.

Unexpectedly, the temporary change allowed Christopher to sneak in.

This served as a wake-up call for him.

There was no foolproof plan in this world. One must always have a backup plan.

Starting the vehicle, Elijah drove the armored truck to the front of the unit door.

While the mutated female zombie kept watch, the three quickly loaded the supplies into the vehicle.

Once everything was packed, Elijah sat in the driver's seat, the mutated female zombie and Abigail sat in the passenger seat, while Daisy accompanied Bella in the second row.

"Everyone strapped in? Let's go!"

"Alright! Let's go!" Daisy replied happily, while Bella smiled faintly.

Elijah skillfully maneuvered the vehicle, turned around, and headed towards the gate of the residential area.

They encountered no obstacles along the way.

Unbeknownst to them, countless eyes watched them from high places through windows.

As they drove out of the residential area, heading towards an unknown future, the patience for rescue seemed to diminish due to their actions during these ten days of apocalypse.

Countless people, because of them, mustered the courage to open their doors and bravely step out.

Regardless of life or death, in this messed up world, they had to face it themselves.