Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again. - Chapter 346

Chapter 346: The unlikable Sunshine.
Sunshine marched to the window and looked up at the bubble. As always, the watchers were lounging on the shield. Some were buried in the snow, looking like weird shaped small hills. The pads of their feet were visible.

She walked back and stood in front of Zulu. “They hate me! Why would they hate me? I am nice to them.”

Zulu let out a snort. Sunshine could never have imagined that a bird could snort!

“Let’s see….” The bird hopped around in semi circles, neck shifting from side to side comically. “You barbecued their friend for one.”

“That watcher flew directly in front of the dragonoid. How is that my fault?” Sunshine responded loudly.

Zulu stopped walking. “Purple, do I look like I care? I am just sharing reasons why you are unlikable.”

Lisha chuckled.

“You call them watchers, and they find it offensive.” Zulu shared.

Sunshine frowned. “They are always watching. What else are we supposed to call them? Besides, everyone calls them that. Why am I the only one they don’t like?”

Zulu refused to respond.

Sunshine nodded. “Got it, you don’t care and I am unlikable.”

The parrot continued. “You keep winning battles. You are basically boring and yet a challenge. Oh, and the gadgets. You have a bubble that stops them from going in and out of this base as they please. Also, you have a lot of technology they don’t understand.”

Sunshine scoffed.

“And the fish.” Parrot added loudly. “You stopped feeding them. Not that they needed to eat your fish, but it was nice. Like candy for a kid.”

Lisha snorted. “If they wanted candy, they should not have set us up.”

“Anything else?” Sunshine asked the parrot. It seemed like the watchers were quite talkative. Humans just didn’t have the ability to hear or understand their conversations.

“That’s all I know.” Zulu replied. “Now, do we have a deal on the VVIP treatment or not?”

“Deal.” Sunshine replied immediately. At the end of the day, the parrot was not asking for much in exchange for the service it was providing. Of course, they would have to protect it well and make sure the watchers did not kill it.

Father Nicodemus and Zulu left shortly after an agreement was reached. The two could be heard bickering all the way down the hallway_ the priest trying to maintain his dignity

The parrot was singing loudly about how he was a traitor in false wings. A shame to his species.

Lisha clutched her stomach, laughing until tears gleamed in her eyes. “That poor priest, he’ll never hear the end of it.”

Sunshine managed a smile. “It looks like Zulu awakened intelligence more than anything else.”

“Mmm, yeah, spend more time with that bird in here and you will realize that talking is its biggest superpower.” Lisha scratched her ear. “She never shuts up.”

It hit Sunshine then that the studio was quiet and the silence was oddly refreshing. Zulu’s voice was rather irritating up close.

Lisha wiped her eyes, her face shifted to become more serious. “I could use a walk. Do you want to come with me?”

Sunshine nodded and they left the building, heading to the third wall, to see the new arrivals. Former residents of other bases were moving in, dragging luggage and crates, their voices overlapping in confusion and excitement. The air smelled of oil, sweat, and freshly burned fuel from the convoys arriving through the outer gate.

Children ran from the reception area with bread and milk. Soldiers barked orders to keep the residents in line, and somewhere in a distance, the trumpet blurred the country anthem on repeat.

“Where is that coming from?” Sunshine asked.

“The classrooms. I think almost everyone has forgotten that its independence week. I had made a lot of plans with my friends.” Lisha sighed. Of those friends, only two were in the base.

Sunshine replied softly “I do not think that anyone is in the mood to celebrate independence.”

Lisha sighed sadly. “All my life, it seemed like we would celebrate Independence Day forever. Not just it but every other holiday.”

Sunshine had nothing to say to that.

“Will we celebrate christmas this year?” She asked. “Why even bother. There are no christmas trees to decorate anyway.”

Her voice was devoid of the enthusiasm which she usually had. Sunshine did not have it in her to tell her cousin-in-law that nobody would be celebrating christmas for the at least four years.

The last time someone tried that in her last life, they had apparently ended up dead in the hands of some watchers that took the loud fireworks as a sign of an attack.

“What will the kids do without christmas?” Lisha asked in a small voice.

Sunshine thought of Castiel and Earl, they would be bummed without the special holiday. Christmas was a big deal at the Quinn manor. They always had over the top decorations, christmas carols, lavish parties. And a vacation to a country that Sunshine would only dream of seeing in her dreams. “We can always use plastic trees and do something small.” She suggested.

“Small is better than nothing.” Lisha said.

Sunshine’s eyes drifted to the information center, Jon and his friends lounged in a shade outside, laughing boisterously as they smoked thick cigars and played cards. They were dressed in bathrobes, pajamas or shorts and sandals. A box that was stacked with cash sat on the ground near the table.

She could feel her patience being tested already just by looking at them.

Lisha frowned. “You really think letting people like them stay in Fortress four is wise?”

Sunshine exhaled loudly. “Unfortunately, it’s the price that we have to pay for taking over their bases.”

Lisha arched a brow. “Still, it feels like inviting wolves into a chicken house.”

Sunshine gave her a side glance. “That is why I’ll make the wolves always remember whose territory this is. The rules are already in place. The first few I will catch breaking them will take a trip to the prison or outside the wall_ the rest will fall in line quickly.”

“Remind me not to get on your bad side.” Lisha laughed.

A brunette-haired woman suddenly rushed out of the reception area, screaming loudly, a bat in hand. She was focused on the billionaires.

“This cannot be good.” Lisha said.

Sunshine smiled. “No, it is very good. She must be Phaedra, Jin’s ex-girlfriend that Hades told me about.”

The two laughed as the billionaires scattered in different directions to avoid the bat of vengeance.

They were still laughing when Sunshine’s radio came to life. Doctor Sing’s voice came from the other side, requesting her to visit the lab immediately. He mentioned the hybrid seeds.

She called for Day, and he waited for a car to pick her up. Doctor Sing’s summons put her in a mix of nervousness and excitement. These seeds were about to change everything, starvation during the apocalypse would be a story of the past.

When Day arrived, she told him to step on it and within no time, they reached the lab. Doctor Sing was in the experimental garden. The air there smelled faintly of chemicals and damp soil.

Dr. Sing was standing over a tray of small, wilted plants beneath the sterile white glow of the overhead lamps.

“Dr. Sing, what good news do you have for me?” Sunshine asked.

“I’ve finished testing them.” He said.

Sunshine’s lips curved into a hopeful smile. “How soon can we start planting them doc?”

The doctor sighed, taking off his gloves. “Unfortunately….never. I tried….I really tried. These seeds are not viable.”