LOGINThe next day arrived swiftly. Ivy and Darren were forced to wake up early, along with Erick and all the soldiers assigned to the Eastern Grain Reserve Warehouse mission.Everyone soon assembled in a convoy headed for the warehouse. The mission was estimated to take three days for a round trip, and the plan was for all the participating bases to travel together and camp overnight on the highway just outside the city before continuing the following morning."We'll be meeting the other bases' soldiers soon," Erick said as he stood beside Ivy, checking that everyone was ready before departure. "We've all agreed to gather at a designated assembly point first."He turned to Ivy and Darren."Are you both ready, Captain Ivy... Darren?""Sure," Ivy replied without hesitation, a determined expression settling on her face.Erick nodded approvingly."Good. Let's move."With that, he climbed into the armored command vehicle as well as Ivy,
Soon, the people gathered around the Brooke family gradually began dispersing, leaving only Mr. Brooke and Old Lady Brooke lying on the ground.Meanwhile, several soldiers had already arrived after being summoned by the burly man who had been the main cause of the entire dispute while Erick, on the other hand, had already revealed his identity. The soldiers weren't sure whether he had just arrived or had been watching the incident all along, but either way, they were determined to remain on their best behavior in front of him.Meanwhile old Lady Brooke had already fainted but mr Brooke remained conscious and just as he was about to be placed on a stretcher and taken away, his gaze landed on Ivy, whose eyes was filled with tears, though she stubbornly refused to let them fall.His own eyes instantly became clouded with regret as tears rolled uncontrollably down his cheeks. Every memory of how he had mistreated Ivy came flooding back, each one stabbing painfully a
Her father, who had cast her out simply because she had chosen to marry the man she loved, forcing her to survive on the properties left behind by her late mother....Her stepmother, who had always made her life a living hell.....Her grandmother, whom she had once believed would stand by her side but never did....And Lucas...the Brooke family's golden son.The son her father had cherished with all his heart.....the son for whom he had sacrificed everything without hesitation.Who would have thought that the person he treasured the most would eventually grow into such a heartless bastard?"Did I cause the apocalypse, you bastard son?!" Mr. Brooke roared, his voice trembling with both rage and heartbreak."I carried you all the way here when you were injured," Mr. Brooke continued, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face as one hand remained pressed against his aching stomach. "I did everything I could just to make sure you were alright."His breathing became ragged."Your injuries
Ivy and Erick made their way closer to the commotion, but they still couldn't tell what was happening. Survivors had gathered from every direction, completely surrounding the area and blocking every possible angle from which they could see."What's happening?" Erick asked, frowning. "Are they fighting over food now? They can't possibly be fighting over tents. Everyone was given one."Curiosity filled his eyes as he addressed one of the nearby survivors."It's a family dispute," the survivor replied immediately. He raised his head to see who had spoken to him, only for his eyes to widen in shock.Just as he was about to obviously call Erick commander, Erick quickly pressed a finger against his lips, silently signaling him to keep quiet about his identity.The survivor immediately understood. Without attracting attention, he discreetly stepped aside and created a small opening in the crowd, allowing Erick and Ivy to get a clearer view of the scene."That family is always fighting," the
Albert immediately burst into laughter.Even Darren couldn't help chuckling.Erick, however, looked genuinely confused."Is the food really that bad?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "You're telling me even Sunny wouldn't eat it?"Darren looked at him as though he had just asked the most ridiculous question imaginable."Commander Erick... have you forgotten who Sunny is?"Erick blinked."What do you mean?""You've seen her before."Darren placed both hands on his waist."You've also seen the kind of meat she normally eats."He pointed toward the bowl of watery rice."On top of that, she has premium dog food stocked up back at Hope Base."He snorted."So tell me... do you honestly think a spoiled dog like Sunny would willingly settle for this?"Albert laughed even harder."I have to admit, he's got a point."Darren shrugged."Even Sunny would probably stare at t
As Albert continued driving deeper into Fierce Hunter Base, the surroundings gradually began to change.The miserable refugee camp outside slowly disappeared behind them.The living conditions here were noticeably better.There was no shouting.No desperate arguments.No survivors swinging sticks at one another over a patch of ground.Everything was orderly.Rows upon rows of military tents had been neatly arranged in straight lines, with enough space between each one for people to move around comfortably.Survivors quietly entered and exited the tents while soldiers continuously patrolled the area to maintain order.The rich aroma of freshly cooked food drifted through the air.Long queues of survivors stood patiently in line, each person holding a bowl as volunteers distributed white rice and vegetable soup.Although the meals were simple, nobody pushed or argued.Everyone waited their turn.
Ivy watched him process everything with nothing but mild contempt.She had already pulled the documents from the drawer.... the divorce agreement and the property sale contract, both complete. She had drafted these exact papers once before in another life… and never gotten to use them.This time, s
Ivy was still reeling from the voice in her head, still trying to make sense of it....When it happened.Bang.A toy car slammed into her stomach.The pain was sharp and immediate. She sucked in a breath and curled both arms around her belly on instinct."Were you even LISTENING to my father?"Jack
"MAMA!"Aria and Lila screamed at the same time, both girls throwing themselves against Ivy's sides on pure instinct.The footsteps kept coming.And then the first one stepped out of the darkFive meters tall.A rotting giant, arms thick as tree trunks, fingernails worn down to black blades.It mov
Bang!The door slammed shut.In the howling rain, the sound hit like a coffin lid dropping.Ivy Brooks stood motionless on the front step of her own home, her newborn daughter pressed to her chest ... three days old, barely a weight at all.On either side of her, eight-year-old Aria and six-year-ol







