บททั้งหมดของ The Apocalypse Hoarder: บทที่ 441 - บทที่ 450

Now there was nothing left.Christopher stepped forward with a smile and pulled out his phone. "Leave it to me."Once they were aboveground, they had a signal. He planned to call his powerful, well-connected father and have people come pick them up and escort them to West Ridge Base.…On the way back, Barbara and Keira sat in the warm vehicle, their tense expressions finally beginning to ease.After more than a month trapped beneath the snow and living under constant threat from the monster, Keira was completely exhausted.Noticing how filthy and worn they looked, Cyrus smiled faintly. With a flick of his hand, two bottles of mineral water, several chocolate bars, and some bread appeared in front of them."Eat something to get your strength back. Don't eat too fast, or you'll upset your stomach," he said evenly. "Getting sick at a time like this would be miserable."Keira's eyes filled instantly with tears. "Cyrus, you're really a good person. Thank you!"She was straightforw

Barbara's smile slowly widened. "It really makes me laugh. How could they possibly know that Buttercup would never hurt me? I survived again and again, and the hatred in their hearts only grew deeper."They tried to murder me. As long as I stayed alive, they felt constant unease. My survival forced them to face how vile they truly were. Because of that, they wanted me dead even more desperately."Keira fell silent. During that time, she understood better than anyone how many times disaster had nearly struck them. They were too few and too weak. She had no way to fight back.As for Ilyana, she had already done everything within her power to protect them. One person's strength had limits. She could never watch over every single student."So that's how it was," Keira said softly. "There were so many times when I truly thought we were going to die."Barbara gently stroked the bottle in her hands, treating it like a contented cat."So later, I started to think it might be better if th

Cyrus glanced into the rearview mirror. In the vast, boundless snowfield behind them, it felt as though something was following. He could not see anything. Yet his instincts told him, with unsettling certainty, that it had to be that powerful cat monster."So it really can't bear to part with Barbara after all?" Cyrus muttered.Cats were the hardest creatures to understand. Domesticated pets aside, stray cats and village cats that lived half-wild all retained strong feral instincts. They never truly trusted humans, and taming them was extraordinarily difficult.'Still, it might be worth a try. There's plenty of cat food, dried fish, and treats in the warehouse. Those should taste better than humans, right? I've never eaten them myself, so it's hard to compare. Either way, it doesn't hurt to try,' he thought.The group soon returned to Cloudcrest Manor.As a token of thanks, Cyrus gave Thorgan another pack of food, along with a limited-edition Maddie Kanam body pillow.Thorgan was

The two young women stayed in the bathroom for a long, long time. They both came from comfortable backgrounds, and going so long without a proper shower had been miserable. Now that they had warmth and running hot water, they scrubbed themselves clean from head to toe. Only then did they finally emerge, dressed in the clothes Cyrus had set out for them.Afterward, the way they looked at Cyrus softened even more. He had pulled them out alive. He had also brought them into a place that felt impossibly comfortable. A debt like that did not fade.In Keira's head, one word kept blaring like a slogan: loyalty."We're done!" Keira said, grinning.She had a tomboy vibe. She was loud, shameless, and bright-eyed in a way that made her seem almost harmless.Cyrus waved them over with a small smile. "Come sit for a bit."He had them settle on the couch first. He wanted them to drink something hot, refuel, and give their bodies time to recover.The shelter had a coffee machine and real beans

That evening, Cyrus hosted a welcome dinner for Barbara and Keira.They had not eaten properly in far too long. Even elite students from a prestigious academy could only keep up appearances for a moment. Once the initial restraint faded, their table manners collapsed entirely.Cyrus set down his fork and watched in silence. Seeing the two young women eat with such unguarded enthusiasm was oddly entertaining.Scarlett and Zoey felt a stab of sympathy. They kept adding food to the girls' plates while asking how they had managed to survive at Greenvich Academy.Keira shoved a meatball into her mouth and then boldly ladled herself a generous bowl of soup. She spoke through the food. "The school never ran out of supplies. There were only a little over 300 students, but more than a dozen cafeterias. The warehouses were packed with ingredients, far more than we could ever use. There was even an internal supermarket."Cyrus smiled faintly. He could not relate to the idea of a noble academ