My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 907

Chapter 907 -907 Decision

As he pieced everything together, doubt crept in. The men standing before him claimed to be from that very base. What if this was all a setup? What if they were being lured into a trap, just so their supplies could be taken from them?

Sparrow, with his sharp eye, noticed the sudden hesitation in the group leader.”Whether you believe me or not is your choice,” he began evenly. “But the truth is, if we wanted to, we could easily take your supplies without resorting to schemes. We have no need to plot against you.”

He then signaled for the STAUs to enter. Two people stepped inside, removed their night vision goggles, and, before anyone could react, stored them away in their spatial inventory. The items vanished without a trace, leaving everyone staring in shock.

“As you can see,” Sparrow continued, “we can store things in a separate space. If we wished, we could take every last supply you have here and disappear without so much as a word. We wouldn’t even have to care about your life or death.”

“But we are not like those kinds of people. We lack nothing in terms of supplies, so you can rest assured, we won’t scheme against you or set a trap just to get our hands on what you have.”

Seeing and hearing this, the leader no longer hesitated. Although he didn’t know how Sparrow’s people had made the item disappear, or if Sparrow was even telling the truth, what he said about the supplies wasn’t wrong.

Having so many provisions without the means to protect them would bring more harm than good. A few crowbars and other melee weapons were no match if the other side had firearms. Either way, he could only try his luck.

But it seemed not everyone shared his mindset. A woman stepped out from the group, looking slightly cleaner than the rest. She had delicate features and a faint crease between her brows as she looked up at Sparrow.

“Sir, how can we be sure you’re telling the truth?” she asked.

Those who had been frantically stuffing supplies into bags froze in place, even the leader. Sparrow, however, didn’t bother to respond. At this point, he didn’t have the bandwidth to entertain stupidity; he had already made himself perfectly clear.

His voice had echoed through the warehouse like a built-in megaphone, ensuring everyone heard him. It was impossible she had missed it.

The only reason she had come out now, asking such a redundant question, was because she wanted Sparrow’s attention. After all, if Sparrow held this much influence, it meant his position in the base was far from low.

The people he had brought along clearly listened to him, which suggested he held a high rank. Earning his favor could easily translate into living comfortably under someone else’s roof. And the woman who stepped forward wasn’t unattractive by any means, but who exactly was Sparrow?

He had followed his master, Duke, on countless occasions, seen much of the world, and met many beautiful women along the way. But for him, beauty alone was never enough. He was drawn to capable women, not fragile, ornamental flowers who only knew how to cling to men.

The thought of having a woman like that would only make him worry, especially if she were to lean on other men while he was out risking his life for the betterment of their base.

If he had to name the kind of woman who could truly catch his eye, Rose would be the perfect example. He would have said their Young Madam, but even thinking about her in that way might get him in trouble with his master.

So instead, he settled on the most sensible choice: a woman with both beauty and ability, Rose Brigget.

And just thinking about her made him realize it had been a while since he last saw Rose. Having her in the team always felt like having an entire battalion at his side.

Now, with a clown stepping into his line of sight, he couldn’t help but sigh heavily—he had no interest in even looking at the pretentious woman standing before him. But she didn’t seem inclined to let go of Sparrow so easily.

“Sir, are you not answering me because you’ve realized you’re guilty?” she pressed.

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