My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 906

Chapter 906: Chapter 906 Giving Them A way Out

Sparrow gave a slight shrug. He truly didn’t know what had become of their families, whether they’d managed to escape to a safe zone or perished like so many others. What he did know was that hiding in this warehouse, with all the supplies they had, might help them survive for a few more months.

But once other survivors discovered this stockpile, it would be a different story. Without the backing of a shelter or camp, they’d likely be killed for their resources.

Some of the men slumped to the ground, overcome with despair as they wept. But a few managed to hold on to reason.

"Then... are you from one of those shelters you mentioned? Can you take us there?" one of them asked, eyes filled with cautious hope.

Everyone turned to Sparrow, and to Vulture, who had stood silently like a statue by his side, so still he’d almost been forgotten.

Vulture simply pressed his lips together, letting Sparrow do all the talking.

Sparrow shook his head and spoke firmly. "I’m on a mission with my team to leave the city. That’s it. And honestly, you should stop expecting anyone to come save you. If I’m not wrong, you’ve already seen what it’s like out there, people killing each other over a few scraps and territory."

"Staying hidden in here might keep you alive for a little while longer, but the moment someone else finds out about the supplies in this warehouse, they’ll raid it without hesitation. And they won’t leave anyone alive."

Sparrow paused, his expression grim as he swept his gaze over the horror-stricken faces in front of him. But he didn’t flinch; he wasn’t here to offer comfort.

"So here’s my advice," he said coldly. "If you want to survive, move out on your own. If you’re looking for a place to go, head toward the center of the city, where the old government office is."

"There’s a base set up there. You’ll have to work to earn points and trade them for food each day, but at least you won’t starve. A lot of survivors gather there, so maybe, just maybe, you’ll find your family. Or not."

He met their desperate gazes without an ounce of hesitation. "But whether you get there or not is up to you. Like I said, I’m not here to rescue anyone. I have a mission to finish."

He wanted them to understand, relying on others for help was no longer an option. From this point on, they had to learn how to survive on their own.

"T-That’s impossible!" one of them shouted, his voice cracking in panic. "If what you’re saying is true, and the whole city is crawling with those monsters, wouldn’t we just be walking to our deaths out there?!"

Sparrow glanced at the man and replied with chilling indifference, "Whether you die now or die later, you’ll still die. So what difference does it make?"

His blunt words struck like a slap, silencing the room. If it weren’t for the grime covering their faces, Sparrow might’ve seen how pale they’d gone, cold sweat now trailing down their foreheads and spines.

After a moment, the group’s leader finally broke the silence. "Is there really a base we can run to?"

Then Sparrow looked at them and gave a firm nod. "Each of you just needs to bring ten kilograms of supplies. That will count as your entry payment; they’ll accept you into the base and arrange accommodations. From there, they’ll explain how things work and how to survive inside."

He paused for a beat, then continued, "If you really want a shot at surviving, grab any car from the parking lot, hijack it if you have to, and just plow through the zombies on the road. As long as you make it to the City Center, there are people patrolling the perimeter who’ll assist you. Once they see you, they’ll bring you in."

By giving them this option, Sparrow had already shown them more kindness than he normally would. All they had to do now was find the courage to act. If they still chose to cower in fear and hide here, then he wouldn’t stop them, after all, it was their life, and Sparrow had no interest in interfering in someone else’s fate.

Seeing how serious Sparrow was, the leader put down his crowbar and began searching for a backpack large enough to carry more than ten kilograms of supplies. Although Sparrow had said the base required ten kilos as an entry payment, the leader knew better than to arrive with just that.

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