Chapter 400

Chapter 400 A Funeral and a Firestarter
“Forget it. I’ll find another way to stir the pot.”
Theresa’s mindset had shifted.
Back when she had nothing, everyone was her enemy.
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But now that she was gaining power, her real threats were no longer individuals–they were zombies and rival camps with the strength to challenge her.
Ark Camps One, Two, and Three–those were her enemies.
But the ordinary people scraping by in those camps?
They weren’t.
Her goal was to become the strongest ruler in this apocalypse.
To let no one–zombie or human–threaten her again.
But that didn’t mean she had to be the kind of monster who crushed the weak just to make a point.
While she was mulling this over, a message from Morgan came through.
Theresa, you heard the news about the Ark Camp Three leader’s death, right? I was thinking of heading over there to pay respects. Want to come?‘
Theresa’s eyes lit up.
A funeral.
That meant the three major camps would all be gathering again–at Ark Camp Three.
What better chance to cause a little chaos?
I’m in she replied without hesitation.
But then came Lucas‘ voice behind her.
“No way. I’m going. It’s dangerous out there,” he argued. “You should stay here at camp. Leave the diplomacy to me
Theresa quickly waved him off. ‘Not happening. Stirring the pot’s kinda my specialty
Lucas was speechless.
Lucas, hold down the fort while I go shake things up?
She headed off to assemble her team No dogs this time.
Instead, she brought Kyle, Tyger, and the always necessary Quentin
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The three of them flanked her like bodyguards as they headed out. Follow current novels on
Right before boarding the chopper, she casually grabbed a fruit basket and a funeral wreath.
It was a condolence visit, after all–couldn’t show up empty–handed.
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Once everyone was set. Theresa boarded the helicopter and flew straight toward Ark Camp One. They didn’t know the exact location of Ark Camp Three, so they had to travel with Morgan to get there.
Morgan hadn’t seen Theresa in over two weeks. When she stepped off the chopper, he gave her a warm smile.
“You made it.”
“Mm–hmm.”
“No dogs this time?”
“Wouldn’t be very respectful to bring a whole pack to a funeral,” she explained, gesturing to the men behind her. “So, I brought the best–looking guys in our camp. That’s called respect.”
Morgan: “Right…”
He could tell she was full of it, but for some reason, he didn’t mind.
“I guess I’ll bring one of our camp’s handsome administrators, too,” he said, turning to glance over at the group behind him. His eyes landed on the youngest recently promoted member–Harry.
“You’re coming with me.”
Harry froze for a second, surprised, then quickly nodded. “Yes, sir!”
Morgan brought just Harry and five ability–user guards.
Altogether, the group was eleven people, but they didn’t head to Ark Camp Three right away.
Instead, they flew to Ark Camp Two to meet up with the crew there
Only once they met up did they make the final flight together.
Everyone put on masks aboard the helicopter.
Theresa once again borrowed a green one–Ark Camp One’s color.
The Ark Camp Two team all wore yellow masks.
No one could tell if their leader had joined them
These people were chatting animatedly with Morgan.
Theresa sat quietly, listening from the side.
“It’s such a shame what happened to Ark Camp Three’s leader, one of them said. “But I bet they’re going to blame us for the inhibitor not working after the last auction”
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“We made it clear there was a twenty percent mortality rate, another added. “And he didn’t turn into a zombie. That means the inhibitor worked”
“If they come at us, you’ll back us up, right?”
Morgan listened to them, a faint smile forming beneath his mask.
“No problem. We go by the facts. As long as he didn’t turn into a zombie, they’ve got no grounds to make a
fuss.”
“Exactly! Ark Camp One’s always been fair. The supplies we promised your camp are on the way. Let’s keep this partnership going strong.”
“Okay.”
Theresa was starting to piece things together.
Clearly, these two camps had cut some sort of deal behind closed doors.
They were giving Morgan supplies.
In return, he’d take their side.
This little exchange was just reaffirming the arrangement.
While everyone was still smiling and chatting, the helicopter entered a vast mountain range.
It was the dead of winter.
Thick snow blanketed the peaks.
Their chopper circled above for quite a while before finally descending.
They touched down just outside a massive camp built right into the mountainside.
Theresa stepped out of the helicopter. She had finally arrived at the legendary Ark Camp Three.
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