All Chapters of Rewrite the Apocalypse Dream : Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

While the team gathered their gear and said their goodbyes across the base, Joanna slipped away to the lab for one last check-in.The sterile warmth met her at the door, along with the faint, familiar scent of antiseptic and crushed virobane leaves. A few cots lined the far wall, where a handful of soldiers lay recovering from the ant battle, bandaged arms and splinted legs, nothing life-threatening. One of them gave her a lazy salute with a fork, since someone had brought him pudding. She smiled and waved him back down.Michelle healed most of them but knew when not to over extend her healing gift.Warren was bent over the workbench, tending the pale, faintly glowing stems, while Michelle crossed the room toward her with a thick folder tucked under one arm.“Joanna, perfect timing. The vaccines are ready.&rdqu

A few blocks and a handful of dead zombies later, the street opened onto a stretch of cleared ground, and the group stopped in their tracks.The wall rose out of the ruined city like something carved by giants. It curved in a wide semicircle around downtown, hugging the heart of Dillon like a closed fist, and it wasn’t built beside the abandoned buildings so much as out of them. Fletcher’s crews had stitched the old structures straight into the line: gutted brick storefronts became bastions, their windows bricked shut and fitted with gun slits, and the steel skeletons of half-collapsed office blocks had been left standing as towers, reinforced and capped with mounted gun platforms. Between them, thick slabs of concrete salvaged from demolished parking garage

Briggs and Julian came charging down from the wall, shouting at the builders to fall back and take cover. Men dropped tools and scrambled for the gates, ladders rattling as they climbed to safety. Briggs and Julian thundered past Will without slowing, grumbling that someone needed to keep him far away from the wall, and hit the front of the horde at a dead run.Joanna laughed and shook her head at Kailee. “ Will just crop dusted those zombies. Too bad his poison only disgusts them. Doesn’t kill them.”Kailee sighed helplessly, flicked her wrist, and a clean gust swept the purple cloud away across the empty foundations. Will finished tugging the shirt down, ears still red, and the whole group drew their weapons together.Up on the wall, the builders crowded the parapet, mouths open.

The zombie didn’t charge. It moved.One moment it stood at the far end of the catwalk, and the next it was halfway across the gap, a blur of gray limbs and gore. Joanna’s sickle came up just in time to catch its claws, and the impact drove her back two full steps, boots skidding through the puddled grime. Its strength was staggering. Behind it, three shapes dropped from the rafters.Three more. They had been hanging in the dark above the skylight the whole time, clinging to the ceiling beams with long, splayed fingers like spiders in a web.“FOUR!” Briggs roared, and his flame erupted.The warehouse became chaos. The four zombies scattered in every direction, sk

Joanna crossed to Julian first and crouched in front of him, tilting his chin toward the light with two fingers. The blood on his face came from a split brow, and a bruise was already darkening along his jaw where the zombie’s fist had cracked the concrete beside his head. “Anything broken? Dizzy? Look at me.”“I’m fine, honey,” he said, still grinning. “I’ve had worse from Briggs’s cooking.”“I’ve never cooked for you.”“Exactly. I’m lucky.”She didn’t smile, but her thumb brushed his cheek once, gently, before she checked the pupils of his eyes and let out a slow breath. “You’re staying put. Drink some water, and don’t move until I’m back.&rdquo