Alle Kapitel von Reborn Before The Climate Apocalypse : Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

While my squad was busy converting Sub-Level Three's science division into a high-octane demolition site, six levels beneath our boots, the temperature wasn't icy cold. It was scorching, thick with the heavy, metallic stench of ozone, copper, and boiling formaldehyde.Inside Bio-Containment Cell Omega, four industrial hydraulic clamps were bolted directly into the solid reinforced bedrock. Each clamp, constructed from six-inch-thick forged titanium, was wrapped tightly around the wrists and ankles of a single, pale figure suspended inside a vertical cylinder of bubbling, dark-purple synthetic amniotic fluid.Sabrina’s eyes were closed.Her dark hair floated lazily in the thick, viscous liquid, swirling around her shoulders like a cloud of ink. But she wasn't sleeping. Inside her mind, a chaotic, roaring ocean of alien genetic strands and mutated zombie virus cells was tearing her DNA apart piece by piece, only for her unnaturally resilient cells to stitch themselves back together twic

The dark fire on my blade flickered with a low, menacing hiss as I stepped out from the alley shadows. I didn't bother using the stairs. I leaped onto a rusty fire escape, sprinted up the iron rungs, and launched myself over the brick ledge, landing on the gravel rooftop with a loud, deliberate THUD!Maya jumped three feet into the air, her wind blade igniting instantly. "Whoa! She’s on the roof!"Kai didn't even flinch. He remained sprawled on his stomach near the edge, his sniper rifle resting on a sandbag, though his shoulders twitched slightly. "I told you she’d spot us. You step on gravel like an elephant, Maya.""I do not step like an elephant!" Maya protested, backing up two steps as I stomped toward them, sweeping my glowing purple blade through the air in a terrifying arc. "I am a wind-type! I am light as a feather!""Feathers don't crunch loose bricks, feather-brain," I snapped, pointing the tip of my blade directly at Maya’s nose. "Explain yourselves before I shave off your

"My canned peaches!" I shrieked, kicking an empty wooden crate so hard it shattered into splinters across the asphalt. "My glorious, syrup-drenched, ninety-nine-percent-sugar-content canned peaches! Gone!""Mia, calm down," Adrian said, standing beside the rear bumper of our lead military transport truck. He was inspecting the cut padlocks on the storage container, his jaw set in a tight, annoyed line. "It's just canned fruit.""Just canned fruit?!" I yelled, swinging my arms wildly. "Sparky, in a world overrun by flesh-eating freaks, canned peaches are the highest form of currency! They are emotional therapy in a tin! Who dares rob my personal apocalypse pantry?!""Whoever it was, they were fast," Kai reported, dropping down from the top of the truck with a pair of binoculars hanging around his neck. "No infected footprints. Just standard boot tracks heading straight into the abandoned residential district down Fourth Avenue. Looks like four or five people.""They stole three crates

"Hold on, hold on, everybody freeze!" I held up a hand, holding the amber crystal up to the moonlight. "Look at the shine on this thing! It's like a high-end amber gem, but with seventy percent more latent apocalyptic energy!" "Mia, put the crystal down," Adrian said, stepping forward with his hand outstretched. "We don't know if beast cores carry unknown toxins or volatile energy frequencies. Our research labs at Sector Four haven't analyzed a live animal specimen yet." "Put it down? Are you crazy, Sparky?" I gasped, clutching the crystal to my chest like a mother holding her newborn child. "This is prime-grade loot! I killed the giant puppy, I get the puppy's shiny rock! Those are the rules of engagement!" "There are no rules of engagement for radioactive monster rocks!" Ethan yelled, ducking behind Kai. "What if it explodes? What if it turns you into a wolf? I am not equipped to handle a dark-fire werewolf Mia!" "I would make a fabulous werewolf, thank you very much," I scoffed

The massive carcass of the mutated Black Bear was still smoking on the dirt road, filling the cool night air with the pungent stench of singed fur, fried meat, and ozone. "Alright, boys!" Ethan shouted, stepping up to the dead beast and slapping its massive hind leg with a thick wooden stick. "Who wants bear steaks?! High in protein, slightly irradiated, and guaranteed to give you night vision or severe stomach ulcers!" "Ethan, put the stick down before I feed you to the next monster," Kai groaned, sitting on an overturned cooler while wiping down the blood-stained glass of his sniper scope. "My ribs are bruised, my rifle barrel is warped, and I have pine needles in places pine needles should never exist." "Oh, stop whining, sniper boy!" I cheered, hopping up onto the hood of an abandoned sedan and swinging my legs back and forth. "We survived two mini-bosses, collected two pristine evolving beast cores, and nobody lost any major limbs! Well, except for Leo's dignity when he got la