All Chapters of Reborn Before The Apocalypse: My Revenge Begins: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Clara stared at the System notification, reading it twice.She imagined them huddled together in dark classrooms, listening to infected creatures moving outside the doors, waiting for help that might never come.“How could they leave them there?” she whispered.Clara closed her eyes briefly. Her people were still recovering from the disaster at BioGen. Some were wounded, others were grieving, and the investigation into the traitor had barely begun. But she can't leave the kids.She headed for the room where she expected to find Marcus and Elena.Elena spotted her immediately and broke into a grin. “Girl, you're good at acting. I almost believed that argument this morning.”Marcus glanced up from the map he was studying near the window. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly before he returned his attention to the paper.“You should have seen the looks on everyone's faces,” Elena added with a smile, but it softened when she noticed the tension in Clara's face. “What's wrong? You loo

Clara kept her eyes on the infected gathered around the main gate as the team stepped out of the vehicle.“We can't go through the front,” Marcus said, his gaze moving over the fence. “Not unless we want every infected person in this area coming after us.”“Then we find another way in,” Clara replied.Marcus turned to two of the men. “Check the left side of the building. You two take the right.”The men nodded and moved away.The team waited, weapons raised, listening to the faint scraping sounds coming from the main gate.After a while, a radio crackled softly.“Path is clear,” one of the men whispered. “There's a service entrance at the end of the path. No infected in sight.”Marcus exchanged a look with Clara before motioning for the others to follow.Clara moved toward the gap, then stopped.The opening was too narrow. The broken metal bars jutted inward, leaving barely enough room for someone to pass through without scraping against them. She turned sideways and tried to judge t

They entered the classroom where the survivors were gathered. The moment Clara entered with the little girl in her arms, a woman in a dusty blouse rushed toward them. “Emma!” The child lifted her head. “Miss Grace!” The teacher dropped to her knees and opened her arms. Clara carefully handed the girl over, and Emma threw herself against the woman's chest. “I thought you were gone,” the teacher whispered, holding her tightly. “Oh, sweetheart.” Emma clung to her, crying silently into her shoulder. Clara looked away, swallowing the lump in her throat. She had seen too much suffering since the outbreak began. She had watched people lose their families, their homes, and their hope. Yet something about a child crying for her mother still had the power to break through every wall she tried to build around her heart. Across the classroom, children huddled together in small groups. Some were crying. Others sat in stunned silence, their faces pale and their eyes fixed on t

A little boy began crying near the back of the classroom. His friend quickly covered his mouth with both hands, then looked toward Marcus in fear.Marcus crouched in front of them.“Hey, remember our deal?” he whispered gently. “Stay quiet for me, all right? I promised you sweets, didn't I?”The boy sniffled and nodded.“Good. I'll keep my promise,” he whispered.Marcus stood and looked at Clara again. The warmth disappeared from his expression, replaced by the hard focus of a man searching for a way out.Clara stared at the school map beside the classroom door, searching for another way out.They couldn't remain there much longer. The infected were gathering outside, and if they found a way into the classroom, protecting thirty-seven children with only a handful of armed men would become a nightmare.Clara pointed at a narrow passage marked on the map. “What's this?”Miss Grace leaned over her shoulder to examine it.“The emergency exit,” she said. “It should lead to the sports field

The vehicle bounced along the abandoned road, forcing Clara to grip the edge of her seat.She glanced back at the children. Some had fallen asleep against one another, while others sat quietly beside their teachers. Emma was curled against Miss Grace, her little fingers clutching the woman's sleeve.At least they were safe now.Clara turned toward the window, watching the deserted buildings pass by. Her muscles ached from the fights, and her palm stung where the fence had scraped it. She wanted nothing more than to return to the station, take a shower, and rest.The System interface suddenly appeared before her eyes.[MISSION COMPLETED.][OBJECTIVE: RESCUE THE STRANDED BOARDING SCHOOL STUDENTS.][REWARD GRANTED: EXPANDED VAULT CAPACITY.][RARE SURVIVAL RESOURCE ACQUIRED: PORTABLE WATER PURIFICATION UNIT.]Clara stared at the message.A water purification unit?She had expected something more useful. Perhaps information about the traitor, a clue that would lead her closer to the cure