The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471 Seeds in the Camps

The next moment, something happened that left Darian stunned.

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The massive potted tree in his hands–easily six to seven hundred pounds– suddenly lifted off the ground as if it weighed nothing.

For a second, he could hardly believe it. He quickly set the plant back down and blurted, “Is this made of plastic? Why does it feel so light?”

He tapped the pot with his knuckles, trying to test if it was fake.

A sharp crack rang out.

The thick ceramic pot split open with a gaping hole.

Darian froze, staring at his fist. After a stunned pause, he turned his head toward Theresa.

She was sitting calmly on the couch, not the least bit surprised. The look in her eyes said she already knew exactly what had changed.

Darian’s thoughts jumped immediately to the pill. He lifted his hands. “Theresa, is this what you gave me?”

Theresa nodded. “Keep it low–key. When you get back, work on upgrading slowly.”

She handed him a vial of concentrated Evoloid and a miniature communicator.

Darian accepted both, his chest heavy with the weight of her trust. “I’ll keep following your instructions.”

Theresa gave him a satisfied nod.

She had already planted seeds in both Ark Camp Two and Ark Camp Three. Someday, they would sprout.

“By the way, Theresa, I almost forgot. The meeting’s over, and our camp leader invited you for a private talk.”

“Sure,” Theresa said as she rose to her feet. “Your camp leader came in person?”

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“Yes. The new camp leader, along with the second–in–command. All the administrators from the first to the fifth levels have been replaced. I’m in charge of the first floor now, though I share the position with two others–I’m not the only

one.”

Darian revealed the internal situation of their camp without hesitation.

“What abilities does your leader have?” Theresa asked.

“Fire–based and earth–based.”

“You know what level?”

Darian shook his head. “That’s above my level. But don’t worry–I’ll find out for you once I’m back.”

Theresa was pleased with her loyal subordinate. She even gave him a bundle of seasoning packets to take home and use as a way to win people over.

As they neared the destination, Darian’s warmth faded. His face hardened as he walked ahead, keeping a respectful distance while leading her forward.

“Sir, we’re here.”

Theresa stepped into the room.

Inside the lounge sat Lucas, along with the masked members of Ark Camp Three.

The new administrator of Ark Camp Three rose the moment he saw Theresa, greeting her with open enthusiasm, “Your Kl Camp truly amazes me. Not only does it have talents like you, but your supplies are abundant as well. No wonder you’ve managed to survive so long out there.”

Theresa listened without expression and turned her gaze toward Lucas.

“We just wrapped up negotiations,” Lucas said. “From now on, our camp’s fruits and vegetables will be supplied in bulk to the three Ark Camps. Prices range from twenty to a hundred gleamstones per pound.”

In the apocalypse, fresh produce was rare beyond measure.

The three Ark Camps had no good soil for farming–Ark Camp One was

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underground, Ark Camp Two in a desert town, and Ark Camp Three deep in the mountains.

They could only grow a few staple crops inside their facilities, and rare produce was nearly impossible to cultivate.

Theresa’s harvests, brought here for sale, were practically monopolizing the market.

And the prices weren’t even high.

It was so cost–effective that the administrator didn’t need to bother growing his own crops anymore–he could simply buy from Theresa in bulk. Growing his own would waste time, money, and energy. Buying was much easier.

“Also, your camp’s fruit quality is excellent,” the Ark Camp Three administrator added with a smile. “No matter how much we buy in the future, keep that standard. As long as you do, Ark Camp Three will always welcome your goods.”

Theresa inclined her head. “Fine.”

Of course she intended to keep the quality up, though it wouldn’t be without its challenges.

After finishing the formalities, the administrator chatted with her casually, asking about life back at her camp. He had no hidden agenda beyond one–subtly probing to lure her over.

“Surviving outside must be very difficult. By now, I’m sure you’ve realized the strength of the three Ark Camps. Compared to us, your kind of independent camp can’t compete. Talents like you shouldn’t be wasted in a small place. You belong somewhere larger.”

Theresa gave a short laugh. “Thanks, but no thanks. A golden cage is still a cage. We live well enough in our own camp.”

“I understand,” the administrator replied smoothly. “No need to answer right away. Take your time. When you change your mind, reach out to me. Ark Camp Three will always be ready to welcome you.” He spoke with confidence, his grin broad

and sure.