Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 309

Considering all those things, the chances that Snow was actually a snow wolf were looking pretty high.

Caroline gave Tyler a look of sympathy. Yikes. Poor guy. If Snow ever mutated, would Tyler even be able to afford keeping her around?

Still, if he could raise her right, Snow would definitely become a serious asset in the apocalypse.

Thinking about that, Caroline reached out and patted Raven on the head. Come on now, boy. Your fiancé just hit her glow–up phase–time to catch up!

Raven didn’t care one bit. He was too busy playing with Snow’s tail, batting it around with his

own.

Snow might’ve looked a lot bigger now, but deep down, she was still just a puppy, fascinated by anything that moved.

Every so often, she’d lunge at Raven’s tail and try to bite it.

Her wolf teeth were way sharper than a dog’s.

Raven let out a sharp “Awoo!“–and promptly smacked Snow.

Caroline watched, exasperated, and tugged lightly on Raven’s ear. Boy, keep this up and you’re going to end up single.

Since Snow and Raven were roughhousing so much, Tyler eventually decided Snow was still too young to handle the trip. He locked her back inside for now, figured some extra training wouldn’t hurt.

Even as they headed downstairs, they could still hear Snow pawing at the door, like he was begging, “Come on, give me another chance! I swear I’ll be good!”

After about an hour of trekking, the two of them finally arrived near the coal plant.

Mountains of coal were piled up under the snow, with only the occasional black corner poking through the white drifts.

But that wasn’t the problem.

The real problem was … Caroline spotted Dyson.

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“Well, well, Caroline. Didn’t expect you to come out and haul stuff yourself. If you’re short on supplies, all you had to do was ask!”

Dyson called out with a friendly grin.

There was a massive bonfire burning in front of them, the flames roaring and casting waves of heat over a small group of people gathered around.

It was clear they’d been there for a while, and judging by how things were set up, they were planning to camp out for the night.

Caroline heard the distant rumble of truck engines, not hard to guess that their transport convoy was arriving to load up the coal.

Behind Dyson, a tall woman stood watching.

She wore a thick fur coat–expensive–looking even in these times–and even through the layers, her figure was striking.

“So you’re Caroline.”

The woman took a long drag from her cigarette, eyes fixed on Caroline with a cool, assessing

stare.

It was the first time they’d been this close.

Caroline stared at the woman, her brow slowly furrowing–she had seen her before.

Not in this life, but in the last one.

In her previous life, Caroline had spent nearly 10 years of the apocalypse inside various shelters.

She hadn’t stayed in just one; the world was too unstable for that. She’d moved between several different shelters as survival demanded.

Around year six of the apocalypse, the world had started to show signs of stabilizing. Gold had returned as currency. Trade resumed. People had begun cultivating mutant livestock–mutant pigs, mutant goats–and food production was finally improving.

Compared to the chaos of the early years, things were looking up.

Most believed the apocalypse was nearing its end. Governments began organizing manpower for reconstruction efforts.

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All of that was contingent, of course, on one thing–that the insect disaster didn’t return.

But in that sixth year–just when everyone was letting themselves hope again–the mutant insects, long thought to be on the decline, came back in force.

And this time, they brought something worse–insect kings.

Ever seen a cockroach the size of a human?

Or a centipede that spat acid strong enough to eat through concrete?

How about a mosquito that could drain every drop of blood from a human body in one bite?

By then, humanity had already developed a class of gifted individuals—people with abilities.

And the one who thrived the most in that era? Was someone who could control the insects.

That’s when Caroline saw her.

Back then, Caroline had been a low–level gifted. Still green. But the impression that woman left on her had never faded.

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