My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 936

Chapter 936: Chapter 936 The Heroes

"Thank you, heroes!!!" some of the survivors shouted, bowing toward Kisha, while others rushed to help those who had collapsed back onto their feet.

Kisha only gave a light nod, not taking their words to heart. She had never believed in heroes.

Heroes, in her eyes, sacrificed others for the so-called greater good. She, on the other hand, cared only for the people closest to her, for their greater good. She neither needed thanks nor a crown for what she had done.

After all, it wasn’t just her and Duke who carried the weight to save all these people; everyone had fought, everyone had contributed. This was no one-woman feat, but a collective struggle.

And she knew better than to let people place all their hopes on her. Too much reliance would only weaken them and undermine her true goal of forging alliances with other shelters and camps.

It was best to stir these people just enough, raise their morale, keep them driven, and let them push toward becoming a stronger shelter. The stronger they grew, the more they could contribute back to HOPE Base.

With only the right amount of encouragement, Kisha wouldn’t even need to openly instruct them to act as HOPE Base’s eyes and ears or to treat her base as the greater force in their alliance.

They would reach that conclusion on their own. And if they didn’t grow dependent on her protection or her base’s resources, then they would surely rise into a reliable shelter, one that could provide meaningful support to HOPE Base. That was all Kisha could really hope for.

Who would have thought Kisha’s gamble would pay off so well? In time, this shelter, no, the entire Maple Leaf Town, would rise as one of the pillars supporting HOPE Base in its struggle against rival factions and shelters.

Because Kisha and Duke had nearly wiped out thousands of zombies here, the horde population had plummeted. With most mutated zombies already taken care of by their own kind, only the ordinary ones remained, making it far easier for the locals to keep the town clear and expand their territory.

Step by step, their shelter would grow to encompass the whole city, able to house more survivors and steadily build manpower and strength.

In the years ahead, they would come to be known as one of the strongest shelters in existence. And with their deep ties to HOPE Base, they could trade for nearly anything they lacked, allowing them to live lives not far from the world before the apocalypse. But that, of course, was a story for another time.

"Savior, please don’t leave just yet! Allow us to host you and serve you our finest food!" The second-in-command rushed toward Kisha, still clutching the gun distributed by the STAU earlier, as he tried to curry favor.

He remembered Adam’s warning well; HOPE Base was not a power they could afford to offend. Clinging to the City Lord’s thick thigh was the wisest choice, and he committed himself to treating Kisha and her people with utmost respect.

After all, the City Lord of HOPE Base had personally come to their aid; he felt indebted, relieved, and overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. Offering them what little they had was the least he could do.

Though he knew Kisha and her people likely enjoyed far more luxurious meals back at their base, he still hoped they would recognize his sincerity in trying to host them properly.

Kisha also recognized the sincerity behind his gratitude. To him, their intervention wasn’t just a kindness; it had saved them all.

Though this had only been a mission Adam posted on the mission board, everyone knew the stakes had skyrocketed a hundredfold with the appearance of a mutated zombie on the verge of evolving into a zombie king.

That single creature had brought chaos and nearly spelled their doom.

If she and her people hadn’t arrived when they did, Adam’s entire shelter might have been wiped out. In fact, as far as Kisha could recall from all her past lives, she had never once heard of a shelter in Maple Leaf Town survived.

Despite the city once being a bustling business hub, no other stronghold had ever taken root or survived here, most likely because of that very same mutated zombie.

The constant fear of death alone was crushing, but not knowing when it would come, while watching their loved ones die one after another, as they felt powerless to stop it, was a torture beyond any hell they could endure.

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