New base

" Back up plan for what?"

Fablo's voice came from behind Edward, he turned around to see Fablo who had just climbed up the ladder and was currently walking towards him.

The huge man was similarly tucked in heavy clothing and white mist constantly escaped his nostrils and mouth, snow covered his bushy hair and beard; he looked like a buffed old man with his head covered in white hair.

"Ah, just some random thoughts, don't mind me" Edward replied with a distant smile and moved his eyes away from Fablo back to the street.

Fablo came and stood behind him as the two of them stared at the view below in silence, they happened to see the scene of several vehicles driving out of the street into the distance.

Those were White Fang's people who had come to carry old Martin and the others over, it would be time for them to leave too.

"You know, this is actually the first time since the zombie outbreak that I saw winter like this. Usually, it would look like a hard mode of hell because zombies would still be everywhere and the cold wasn't friendly in the slightest" Edward suddenly said with a chuckle.

Indeed, for the past three years, winter has been anything but kind to people. They would prefer the harsh weather of sunny seasons or the unpredictable weather conditions to the constant fall of snow during winter.

Fablo turned to look at him, although Edward had grown considerably taller, Fablo still easily towered over him.

They both chuckled and chatted for a few minutes under the snow.

"Say, what's next after this? I mean, after all this?" Edward suddenly became a bit solemn as he wore a serious expression. Talking about "all of this", he was referring to after they had succeeded in clearing the military base. He didn't have any doubt about this mission anymore and was confident that they would be able to do it, although a few incidents would be inevitable he was somewhat prepared.

"What else? Did you forget what I told you back then?" Fablo stared with a confident grin on his face.

"Killing all zombies and reclaiming earth?" Edward stated, unsure if his answer was correct.

His answer was confirmed as Fablo nodded his head, causing some snow to fall off but were quickly replaced by new ones.

Edward stared at the huge man with a weird expression on his face, he only kept quiet for a few seconds before suddenly letting out a burst of laughter.

"Seriously, are you still fixed on that? Think you can do that with how big this planet is?" Edward asked amidst laughter. He wasn't trying to mock Fablo or anything, he just thought that Fablo's plan was…too illusional. Given how big the planet was and how much space was forbidden to humans, coupled with the population of zombies, Edward felt that achieving such a feat was near impossible.

'Was he perhaps one of those anime-obsessed freaks or fantasy novel addicts who had been waiting for chances like this in their own lives?' Edward thought to himself.

(A/N: no offense to anyone. After all, I'm also one myself ( ꈍᴗꈍ) )

Fablo only shrugged in response before saying.

"Who knows? If I can't do that, then I'll take back as many places as I can" was all he said before turning back to the direction of the ladder.

Edward didn't stay for long either and soon went back.

Someone soon came to pick them up with a vehicle.

They all returned to camp.

The location of their current shelter had changed by now, of course, the whole area was a safe shelter but they could not possibly stay everywhere at the same time, right?

After having cleared the whole place of the zombies and filth, they picked a different building as their current base which was different from their previous hall.

This building was only a five-story building but had enough room for over two hundred people. They had also renovated the building and placed a bed on every room that could be used as a sleeping quarter while the down floor had wooden chairs, plastic chairs, and some intact sofas that they could find.

All in all, it was a better-looking base befitting their hard work for the past few months.

Edward and Fablo came down for the vehicle after they stopped in front of the building, along with the person who had been driving.

They saw some men shoveling snow onto the sidewalk when they came down and the men stopped what they were doing to greet them. They were exceptionally respectful to Fablo as he was on the same level as their leader in their eyes.

Fablo responded to their greetings with a casual nod before walking away to let the men continue their jobs, Edward followed closely behind while the driver went over to the men who were moving the mountain of snow.

They entered the five-story building and saw old Martin and the others on the bottom floor, the fat woman and the elderly women were currently chatting with Priscal and the other women who were originally in Fablo's group. As for old Martin, the old man was happily chatting with White Fang on one side. They were both like long-lost friends who had found each other in a foreign country.

As for the other women who were originally from White Fang's shelter, they were either carrying one thing or the other to different locations or were placing decorations around the place but Fablo did not ignore the hateful glares that they shot at White Fang from time to time

Fablo simply walked forward in silence, not intending to disturb them.

The others immediately sighted him and came over to meet him.

They exchanged greetings and talked a bit, mostly the older women talking about how nice the place looked.

"Sir, I'll go settle them down in their rooms now," Priscal said and pulled the fat woman and the others away after Fablo's nod of acknowledgment.