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Kept Woman 497

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updatedAt: 2025-09-20

Chapter 497 Commotion on the First Floor

    “What’s wrong, Juno?” Desmond approached Juno with concern.

    Juno coldly avoided him and walked away alone. “I’m fine.”

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    “Did you see that, Desmond?” Cecilia yelled. “She almost got us killed, yet she’s just walking away like nothing happened! How can anyone be that shameless?!”

    “Shut up!” Desmond snapped.

    “I almost got killed because of her! And you’re telling me to shut up?! How can you side with her?! That’s so unfair!”

    Desmond ignored Cecilia. It was obvious that Juno was injured–she was clutching at her stomach and limping painfully as she climbed the stairs, so he hurried after her to check on her condition.

    Meanwhile, Cecilia started throwing a tantrum, yelling and iling on the ground. “You can’t just treat people differently! Juno lost our supplies, and you’re not punishing her. But when my stuff got stolen, you didn’t even speak up for me!”

    In the midst of the quarrel, Theresa suddenly heard an extremely faint sound–like the cracking of an eggshell.

    At this moment, on the first floor of the building-

    Countless zombies crowded around the ss doors. Their pale and ghastly faces pressed against the ss, magnified to the extreme. Their grayish pupils stared fixedly into the building as they opened their bloody

    mouths in a howl.

    Pushing themselves forward, they scratched at the smooth ss with their sharp ws.

    They pushed… and pushed…

    The zombies in the front row were pressed so tightly against the ss that they resembled skeletal sardines packed together in a tin can. Their shriveled bodies ttened against the surface, leaving not a single gap.

    Under the crushing pressure, the locks on the ss doors began to bend and deform. The bulletproof ss that had held strong over the years was finally reaching its limit!

    CRASHi–/i1

    The ss shattered into a thousand pieces.

    It was as though a floodgate had burst open.

    Zombies poured into the building in endless waves. Howling and shrieking, they charged into the spacious interior of the building at full speed.

    The group arguing on the middle floors of the building was startled by the sudden noise. Desmond nced down the stairwell–a zombie in a security guard uniform appeared in his line of sight.

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    The zombie security guard was wearing its uniform from three years ago. Its belly was hollowed, gouged out from both the front and the back. Its face was ripped apart, starting from the mouth all the way to the back of its head.

    Even the ces where its ears should have been were nothing more than bloody, scabbed holes. One ear had been chewed off; the other ear was barely hanging on by a strip of earlobe, dangling loosely beside its

    face.

    With a guttural howl, it opened its grotesque mouth ferociously. Its horribly disfigured face was revealed in the light, its dangling ear swinging wildly as it charged upward at full speed.

    “iRoar- /i

    “iRoar-/i”

    “iRoar/ii!/ii” /i

    The zombie security guard sprinted along the stairs.

    Meanwhile, Theresa ran to the stairwell and looked down at the same time as the others.

    She was greeted by the sight of the bloody zombie security guard with the dangling ear reaching the third floor.

    Just as the zombie security guard reached the third floor, it suddenly leapt high into the air—

    Only to plummet rapidly.

    Its bodynded on the second floor with a sickening smack.

    That was because the entire stairway leading from the third floor to the fifth floor had been demolished.

    Desmond and the rest of the group had been living on the middle floors of the building, between the fifth and seventh floors.

    They had demolished the stairs leading two floors down to prevent zombies from ascending the building. Worried that zombies mighte from above, they had done the same to the stairs leading upward and destroyed the stairway leading from the seventh to the eighth floor.

    When the zombie security guard tumbled and crashed on the second–floornding, a flood of other zombies rushed forward and trampled over its fallen body as they charged forward.

    The zombie security guard struggled to lift its head, but another zombie kicked it in the head. A zombie’s foot stomped down and tore its dangling car right off its face, opening a new wound on the already ghastly face. The decrepit muscles under its jaw were exposed by the fresh, new gash on its face.

    i“/iiRoar-/ii” /i

    i“/iiRoar-/i”

    i“/iiRoar/ii!/ii” /i

    The zombies charged forward in an unending wave.

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    The flood of zombies soon reached the third floor. Like antelopes jumping off a cliff, they hurled themselves toward the fourth floor only to crash into the ground below.

    As theynded, they mmed into the sea of zombies below, the stair railings, the walls…

    Not a single zombie managed to reach the fifth floor.

    The tall stairwell shaft was soon packed tight with a dark, writhing mass of zombies.

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    The zombies thrashed about violently, as though they were trapped inside a deep pit. Howling and snarling, they turned their lifeless eyes upward to stare fixedly at the living people above them.

    Seeing the overwhelming sea of corpses below, Desmond and the rest of the group instinctively retreated

    backward.

    Theresa leaned against the stair railing. Peering at the surging horde of zombies through the gaps, she frowned deeply.

    “Lucas, how much longer do

    you need?”

    “We’ve found the archive room. We’re searching for the documents from back then. It won’t take more than another twenty minutes.”

    “Make it fast.”

    She did not say anything else afterward. Watching the swelling mass of zombies below, she furrowed her brows in tension.

    “What do we do now?!” Cecilia asked in a panic. “The zombies are here!”

    Desmond stared grimly at the chaos below.

    “Move all the potatoes on the fifth floor to the upper floors! And demolish the stairs to the fifth floor!

    “Go, quickly!”

    Following hismand, the members of their small camp cautiously began to make their way downstairs.

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