Chapter 39: Ruel’s Future Plan
The low roars of zombies receded, and the sun shot to the sky.
Ruel, who was sleeping like a log had finally opened his eyes.
He woke up to find Anya already awake, dressed in a tight blouse and hot jeans.
She seemed bashful about the events of the previous night and was eager to change the subject.
"The day is up," Anya said. "What are your plans for today?"
Ruel stretched, considering her question. "Well, I don't have anything of special interest to do," he replied casually.
Then, a thought struck him. "What about those people you wanted me to deal with?"
Anya fell into deep thought. After a moment, she spoke, her voice contemplative. "The people who need to be dealt with, they shall be dealt with."
"But now, I no longer have any interest in ruling over this base."
Ruel feigned astonishment, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? Why is that?"
Anya's gaze softened, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes. "Well, until yesterday, I didn't have any goal, except following my husband's, I mean, ex-husband's path to rule this base.'