Apocalypse: King of Zombies - Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Beef pot pie
“Wait a second…” Jaxon froze in place.

Did he just walk into the wrong room?

But when he turned his head, he saw Victor’s half-severed head lying on the ground—his crystal core had been dug out.

“Go find your boss somewhere else,” Ethan said casually, swinging his blade in a clean arc.

Jaxon felt the world spin around him—then everything went black. Forever.

Ethan flicked his wrist, collecting all the corpses into his storage space before turning and heading downstairs.

Outside, the Black Hand Legion was already doomed. Mia had slaughtered them to the point where they were scattering in all directions. Some tried to escape, only to realize the main gate had been locked.

Since the Legion had always been paranoid about survivors running away, they hadn’t left any extra exits. The surrounding barbed wire fences? Fully electrified.

In the end, they had no way out.

With Ethan and Mia working in perfect sync, they wiped out every last one of them.

Over a thousand Black Hand Legion members—not a single survivor.

The massacre had finally come to an end.

But in the massive compound, not a single corpse remained. Everything had been cleaned up—Ethan had stored them all in his spatial storage ring.

Now, it was time for the next step—looting.

They needed to see what Victor had been hoarding.

The group got to work, moving through the compound, checking every single room in the surrounding buildings.

In the storage area, they found a decent haul—wild vegetables, foraged fruits, a small stash of whole wheat flour, rice, and some cooking oil. There was even a Longhorn Beef carcass.

All of it had been plundered by Victor from various places.

Of course, they also uncovered plenty of personal belongings from the Black Hand Legion members—some of which were downright disturbing.

After all, the Legion was full of twisted individuals. Some had a habit of collecting… questionable items—lingerie, vibrators, and other bizarre things.

“Hey, check this out!”

Inside Victor’s room, Chris excitedly pulled out a sleek silver metal case.

What stood out the most was the circular emblem in the center, with a bold “GB” in the middle—the unmistakable logo of Genesis Biotech.

“Open it up!”

Everyone gathered around, curiosity piqued.

Chris wasted no time flipping the case open—inside, rows of neatly arranged vials gleamed under the light.

“What the hell is this?”

“It’s Human Evolution Serum,” Ethan said after a quick glance. “Ordinary people can use it to condense a Neurocore.”

“Oh…” Mia nodded. For regular people, this stuff was a huge deal. She couldn’t help but feel intrigued.

“How do you know about Genesis Biotech’s serums?”

“Because… we go way back,” Ethan replied with a smirk.

“…” Mia and the others were speechless.

“That’s weird, though,” Chris muttered, frowning. “Why would Black Hand Legion have Genesis Biotech’s stuff?”

Ethan leaned against the table, arms crossed. “Remember when we first got off the aircraft? The Black Hand Legion mistook us for Genesis Biotech people and mentioned a deal. My guess? This was the deal.”

“Oh, right!” Chris’s eyes lit up as realization dawned on him.

Damn.

The guy notices everything.

Just from a single offhand comment, he had pieced together the whole picture.

Ethan rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Actually… I wouldn’t mind making a little trade with them myself.”

“…” Chris and the others fell silent.

Something about the way he said that made them very uneasy.

But none of them dared to ask.

And none of them dared to comment.

…

The group was still busy looting when Sean and Leah emerged from a small grove behind one of the buildings, looking absolutely thrilled.

“Guys, check this out! Look what we found!”

Everyone turned toward them—and their faces lit up with surprise.

Because Sean was holding onto a cow.

In the apocalypse, an animal like this was practically a legendary treasure.

The black-and-white dairy cow was spotless, clearly well taken care of. It was probably one of Victor’s most prized possessions—something he wouldn’t even consider eating. In this compound, it was likely treated better than most people.

And more importantly, it could produce milk—a rare and valuable food source in the wasteland.

“I can’t believe this,” Mia murmured, her bright eyes filled with amazement.

A short while later, they had completely cleaned out the compound. Everyone had made a killing in supplies.

“What’s next? Are we heading back to L.A.?” Mia asked Ethan. She wasn’t exactly taking orders from him, but she had to admit—he was ridiculously cunning and always had a solid plan.

“Hell no,” Ethan said without hesitation.

They were still in Blackhand City, but this compound was completely isolated. The Black Hand Legion members outside rarely came in here.

Hell, they had wiped out Victor and his entire crew, and no one had even noticed yet.

“We’re staying here for now.”

“Oh…” Mia nodded, realizing—as expected—Ethan was greedy as ever. He had already eaten at their buffet, and now he wanted free lodging too.

Ethan continued, “The Black Hand Legion was supposed to make a deal with Genesis Biotech, right? I wanna see what they were trading. It’s been a while since I’ve checked in with Genesis Biotech… Feels like we’re losing touch.”

“Fair enough,” Mia said, understanding his intent.

She pulled out a piece of dried jerky, chewing on it casually. After all, they had been fighting and looting for hours—it had drained a lot of energy. She needed to refuel.

The others felt the same. They were exhausted, so they all grabbed something to eat—wild fruits, foraged greens, whatever they had on hand.

Ethan glanced around at them, then frowned.

“Why don’t you guys just cook a proper meal?”

“…Huh?”

Everyone froze.

The phrase “cook a proper meal” sounded completely foreign to them.

Ever since the apocalypse started, they had been constantly on the move, fighting for survival, barely scraping by. Just having food to eat at all was a blessing. The idea of actually cooking had become a distant memory.

But now…

They were in a secure compound.

They had electricity, water, fresh ingredients—and no immediate threats.

They could cook.

“Wait… You’re right! We can actually make a meal!” Mia realized.

Ethan smirked. “So, what do you wanna eat? I’ll cook for you.”

“Hmm… How about beef pot pie?” Mia suggested.

The others immediately nodded in agreement. Beef pot pie wasn’t just food—it was nostalgia.

It reminded them of home, of family dinners before the world fell apart.

It was comfort in a dish.

With that, everyone got to work, gathering ingredients and prepping for the meal.

Ethan and Mia took charge of mincing the beef.

They stood at the counter, a fresh slab of newly butchered beef in front of them.

Mia grabbed a chef’s knife and got to work. She was surprisingly skilled—her cuts were quick, precise, and efficient. With just a few strokes, she had already reduced the meat to fine mince.

Ethan, on the other hand, stared at the meat for a second.

Then he sighed.

Too much effort.

With a simple thought, he activated the power of Domain of the Dead—

And in an instant, the chunk of beef was obliterated into fine powder.

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