“Yep, thank you for the seeds, too. I’ll be on my way then… Yep, you as well.” I waved goodbye to the nice farr who just sold my chickens, cows, and so seeds for when the weather cald down. Finding a cargo trailer for sale and finding where I could buy farm animals took up most of the rest of my day. I at least got everything I wanted, plus pigs. I hadn’t really thought about bacon, but that was a big part of breakfast, and they didn’t take much to keep fed.
Before the day ended, I wanted to go buy so goats and ducks to add more variety to what we could eat in the future. The biggest problem I was having was ti. Everything took ti, and I only had so much but wanted to do so much with it. Vicky was already getting weird looks before I showed up with a trailer full of barnyard animals; soon they’d know why, and so might even co and ask to buy them for themselves.
Large pallets of different types of food, four pallets of canned foods taller than , and the sa went for rice, beans, and raw corn. My eyes went up, questioning before she said. “Unpopped popcorn lasts pretty much forever.” She had an entire pallet of different alcohols and sauces as well, all of which she said should last forever. The final one looked to be a mixture of different long-life foods and even jerky. Having soone do the logistics was a welco surprise, and I was glad she was taking this seriously. She bit into an apple as she asked.
“So, what’s the plan going forward? What else do you think we need?” I handed her back the card before asking. “You got another like that… That one is almost empty.” She didn’t ask questions, just put the spent card on the left side of her cardholder before pulling out one from the right side. “If you’re wrong I’m so gonna kick your ass for making waste all this money.”
I replied back. “I wish I were wrong, if this didn’t happen, I’d be fine giving you back all the money we spent preparing, but I’ve lived through it already… You don’t want to be hungry and not know where your next al is coming from. That type of fear sucks dick.” Multiple people were still unloading crates as I started dragging all the items inside. The animals would need to be given permission by everyone to be moved out of their trailer. That won’t happen today, but tomorrow I doubt we’d get as much blowback.
They play down how bad the wave is but it completely wiped out Canada and fucked up the US in the process once the tidal wave broke. The month-long process was the rippling effects of multiple tidal waves crashing and breaking against the earth and pushing their way inland. If a tidal wave reached the US, it would destroy all the buildings it ca across, killing everyone in its path.
People knowing about our supplies could be a problem, but that was if they could break in without noticing. By the ti soone made a plan, we’d already have a small group of survivors here protecting the supplies. I could store them underground in concrete with only a hole large enough for a hand to fit through to store and collect them. That way, everyone wouldn’t know how small my storage space really was, and I could lie and say that everything was in my storage, and if I died, they’d lose it all.
It was about keeping my cards close to my chest. It was worth revealing that I had a power, but it wasn’t worth revealing that I had three powers. I could play the good cop with my storage power and the bad cop with my zombie power. I’d let people know that I wasn’t the main guy, the guy wearing the bone mask was, but I’d be the guy wearing the bone mask. They’d be worried about dealing with him, but I was him, and they might let know they were targeting by talking to about it. That would be hilarious. ‘Hey, let’s take down the head boss so we can rule except you’re secretly the head boss and I don’t know.’
Vicky grabbed one of the smaller boxes that people weren’t moving into her house and walked over to . “Hey, you want to go inside and have so coffee? And by have so coffee, I an fuck our brains out.” I burst into laughter as I answered. “Can’t, going to be busy tonight… Speaking of which, is there anywhere I can hide a few corpses for the next few days?”
Without missing a beat, she kept walking towards the door. “Holy fucking shit Danny boy, talk about a boner killer. I ask if you want to have sex, and your response is no, I’m going to commit cris, and also, can I make you an accessory to a felony? I guess storing them in the basent should be fine. Just, I just don’t want to see them, and only for a few days. Don’t let them stink up the place.”
She was swaying her ass in an obviously provocative manner and I had to talk about the elephant in the room sooner rather than later. “Hey, before that… What are we to each other? Like, boyfriend and girlfriend, or are you just using to vent your frustrations over Jake?”
She turns and hurls the box of food at . “Why the fuck are you bringing up my ex? Fuck him and fuck you! What do you want to eat when you get back!?” I don’t really know what I did but I guess I fucked up at so point. She didn’t outright say she was my girlfriend, and I let her know I plan to have more than one lover after the apocalypse kicks off… Well, I’ll let it go for now while she figures out what she wants to do in the future.
Even her basent was fancy and clean. I made my way to so cabinets and looked inside to see old-tiy tools. That would be a no-go for where I could store the corpses, I heard her great-grandfather started as a farr before he beca a businessman. Getting blood or burnt bits of flesh on the tools ant to signify where they ca from was probably a bad idea. There were a bunch of UPS boxes in one corner… That’ll do for now.
I dumped the bodies out to clear up space just in case I needed it. Speaking of which, now is just as good as any ti to absorb that core. I pull out the sword before digging into her head. This part was always gross, no matter how many tis I did it. It was weird thinking about absorbing a core for the first ti now, after everything. I went through an entire other apocalypse without absorbing a single one, and now I’m going to absorb the most powerful one possible before the next apocalypse even starts.
It was odd piercing a version of soone I slept with last night, but at the sa ti, I had grown acclimatized to death and bodies around . I’ve dug through hundreds, if not thousands, of zombie brains for these cores. I’ve never seen any bigger than a tier seven, though, and for that one, I had to wait and was watched by a crowd of other enhanced while I created the extra space inside the truck.
It was big; if a tier one was the size of an eyeball, this was the size of an apple. There was a tangible feeling of energy radiating from it, and I got almost high off the feeling when it was in my hand. My whole body shook as I absorbed it. My zombie power was the only reason I didn’t explode and cause similar damage to a hydrogen bomb. It felt like my bones were lting as I almost blacked out from the pain while also feeling the most euphoric I had ever before.
I felt the bonds holding my powers back snap as all three grew rapidly. Even with just the zombie power, I doubt I would have lived if I tried to absorb it. Blood began to seep from my eyes, nose, ears, and mouth as I finished absorbing the core. Now to see what I gained from this… Maybe after a quick nap here on the floor first.
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