The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292 The Taste of Reality

Eva clenched the peach juice bottle until the plastic creaked in her hand.

The first day of the outbreak still burned clearly in her memory. Malik didn’t hesitate. He’d thrown himself straight into the chaos outside, dodging infected just to reach Ridgefall Mall and find her. They found themselves sealed inside together while the world collapsed around them.

That was the day she stopped being the old Eva

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apocalypse didn’t give her a choice. She was lucky–ridiculously lucky–to awaken a water–based ability. Malik got fire. Between her knack for pulling people together and his sheer force in a fight, they turned a crumbling mall into a camp. They fought side by side, patching leaks in the walls and holding back the dead. Somehow, they survived.

No, scratch that. She survived because Malik was there..

Sure, they clashed all the time. He was stubborn. She was worse. Still, he backed off every time, even when it was his own brother.

Mario caused enough problems to sink the whole camp, but Malik never took care of it himself. He kept sending Bob instead–a quiet gesture that said he was on her side, even if he didn’t want to be pushed into choosing.

The truth was, every single time, he still chose her.

Eva knew the truth. Without him, Ridgefall Camp wouldn’t have lasted this long. Even with her powers. she’d never have been able to hold it all together alone.

“Malik’s been there from the start,” Eva admitted. “He’s second only to me.”

Theresa gave a faint nod, like it all made sense now.

With Malik backing her camp, it’s no wonder Eva couldn’t keep him on a leash.

He isn’t just some grunt–he’s the kind of guy who could run a camp by himself if he wanted.

Hell, most men wouldn’t even try to rein in someone like that. No surprise he had the nerve to go toe–to–toe with her earlier.

Eva exhaled through her nose, then forced a thin smile. “Alright. Your turn. Tell me what this Blazing Sun Alliance really is.”

Theresa didn’t even blink. “Fifty–seven camps from Ansford, Branford, and Crestmont. I lead the whole thing.”

Eva nearly fumbled her drink, staring at Theresa with wide eyes.

Fifty–seven? Seriously? No way. Does she actually claim that every camp in the Eastern region falls under her banner? That’s insane,

Theresa tilted her head, smirking. “You don’t have a radio station up there, do you?”

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Eva gave a slight nad sideways. “No power,”

Theresa didn’t miss a beat. “We’re clearing the infected out of all three cities. If you want in, Til fold your camp under the alliance.”

Every new camp was another wall against the infected. Theresa already had her hands full, bun if she could pull them in one at a time, she would. Every piece mattered.

Eva went quict.

Before she could respond, a voice cut in. “Theresal Dinner’s ready! You corning or what?”

Graham was standing over a massive pot, lifting the lid. Stearn rushed out in a cloud that smelled like heaven.

Eva turned her head and froze.

There it was: white rice, fresh vegetables, eggs, and even meat.

Her stomach gave a small, traitorous twist.

Graham ladled out a bowl for Theresa, then another.

As Eva stepped closer, the scent of white rice hit her like a wave. Then she saw it–bright, fresh greens, not the wilted scraps she was used to.

A year and a half, she thought. I haven’t seen food this fresh in a year and a half. How in the world do they even have

this?

“How the hell do you still have this stuff?” she blurted out.

Theresa didn’t even flinch. “We grow it.”

Graham grinned. “Yeah! Theresa grows it all. Fresh every single day.”

Theresa held the bowl out toward her. “Go on. Have some.”

Eva stared at it as if it were a mirage.

Back at Ridgefall Camp, they’d tried over and over to grow vegetables on the mall’s rooftop, but nothing ever took root. The drought never let up, and there was no water to waste. Every bit of her ability went into keeping people alive, not growing food.

Yet here Theresa was, casually holding out a bowl of rice, fresh greens, and meat.

She reflected, Just how strong are these people!

“No,” Eva declined, her voice softer than she expected. “I should go back upstairs

She wasn’t about to eat. Not until she figured out what the hell she was supposed to o next.

Theresa didn’t press. She just nodded once.

Once Eva left, Theresa quietly told Graham and the others to bring 100 pounds of rice and 10 boxes of

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Upstairs, Eva sat by the railing, lost in thought.

Down below, Theresa’s people laughed and passed bowls around as if it were a feast.

Her own camp stayed quiet.

Supplies were so tight they’d cut down to one proper meal a day, then scraps at night. Now the smell of white rice and cooked meat wafted through the mall, making it impossible to ignore.

A group of Ridgefall survivors leaned over, eyes wide.

One voice called out with barely contained excitement. “They’ve got white rice!”

Another followed, “I can smell meat!”

Then, someone gasped, “Wait… are those vegetables? That’s cabbage! Real cabbage!”