My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 897

Chapter 897: Chapter 897 Taking A Mission

It just so happened that Sparrow and Vulture were finally free after being cooped up for days, training with the men from the hidden base in City A. So, they decided to head out to HOPE Base in City B to stroll through the lively streets and see what had changed while they were gone.

But the moment they arrived and caught wind of all the drama that unfolded in their absence, both Vulture and Sparrow were stunned. They’d only been gone for a little over a week, and already, they had missed out on so much juicy gossip.

After all, these stories were the only real entertainment in their lives, aside from killing foul-smelling zombies and sparring with the sweat-drenched men at the base.

"Damn! I thought we’d be marinated in there forever with those stinky men," Vulture muttered.

"Idiot, you’re one of those stinky men you’re talking about," Sparrow snorted with a chuckle as the two strolled around the base. They had just spoken with Tristan and were caught up on what had happened during their absence, including the incident involving the Commander General from the Capital and Rose leaving to provide covert support.

Bald Eagle was still at the hidden base, continuing intense training with the rest of their brothers. As for Sparrow and the others from HOPE Base, they often trained inside Kisha’s territory, so much so that it felt like they’d been grinding away for a quarter of the year. Understandably, they were bored out of their minds.

Returning to HOPE Base was a welcome change; it was livelier, full of people, and far more entertaining. The base had changed during their absence, especially the marketplace. Each stall now boasted new and unique goods, and the energy of the crowd made it feel like a festival was brewing.

As they wandered past the Central Hall, Vulture paused and blinked. "Whoa... when did the Central Hall get a makeover?"

"Why don’t we check out the Central Hall for a bit?" Vulture suggested, curiosity flashing in his eyes. He had a feeling a lot had changed inside, and maybe—just maybe—he’d find something to finally kill his boredom. Earlier, he’d wanted to smack Sparrow for calling him stupid, but the moment the building caught his attention, he was too distracted to bother.

Without waiting for a reply, he was already heading toward the Central Hall, and as he passed by, he unknowingly walked right by Jason and Adam’s team.

Jason, seeing the bulky man walk past, instinctively stopped in his tracks. There was something about Vulture’s presence, an intense, commanding aura that made him glance twice. Right behind him came Sparrow. Though not as physically imposing, he carried an even sharper aura, lean and agile like a blade honed to perfection.

Jason’s eyes lit up in awe. ’I want to look like that,’ he thought, inspired.

Without hesitation, he turned around and led his team toward the Eastern Wall to start their assigned mission with newfound determination. Meanwhile, Adam and his group continued south to assist in clearing and rearranging the roads, making new paths for incoming survivors with vehicles and reinforcing the perimeter for better zombie defense.

As Vulture glanced around the hall, his eyes landed on the mission board. It looked different now, crowded with new postings, but what really drew his attention were the missions that didn’t seem to be directly related to the HOPE Base itself. Curious, he stepped closer to take a better look.

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