Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again.
Chapter 30: Some tidbits on life in the apocalypse.

Chapter 30: Some tidbits on life in the apocalypse.

She picked up her drill, about to get back to work.

Hades put a hand on her arm to stop her. "Why not? Is this related to your trust no one rule? We are partners, I know that you don’t like to talk or explain sometimes but I would prefer it if you talk right now."

She switched off the drill and gave him her full attention. "Most super humans in the apocalypse had one common trait, entitlement. They went all out to get whatever they desired. In the apocalypse, the strong suppressed the weak.

You want to take a group of them and put them in our base. What do you think will happen when they form bonds very early and then awaken? They will start thinking about throwing us and taking over the main mansion.

It is best if they suffer first and after they awaken, if they make it to us or live on our base, we can offer them some benefits to work for us. Rather than taking in those that will awaken, we should taken in doctors, nurses, teachers, engineers, agricultural experts, soldiers, blacksmiths, strategists, some archivists, storage managers, negotiators or diplomats, a few actors and actresses."

"Actors and actresses." He repeated in a puzzled voice.

Sunshine nodded. "It may seem small but entertainment in dark times helps. When electricity is gone or becomes unstable, we will go back to the days of stage performers and story tellers."

Hades was writing down all that she mentioned.

"Other professions popped up in the apocalypse. We had mist walkers, experts that could navigate dangerous areas crowded by toxic mist. That was where you would find the best mutated herbs.

And when news came that eating mutated beasts could help increase strength, awaken or help the awakened increase their powers, it became a famous profession. Mist walkers were some of the highest earners.

There were ruin rangers. Trackers that scavenged through ruins for technology that was still working and dead corpses of monsters from the mist.

Spore smiths. These were cultivators of edible but questionable mushrooms and leafy greens grown in toxic lands.

Salvagers. They scavenged for old parts that could be turned into weapons and gear. They had guilds and one of them found a way of distilling moonshine from mutated cactus milk. It may sound weird but it was a high selling drink in every dingy bar in the apocalypse."

Hades laughed. The world she was describing sounded like something out of an animation. "A bar in an apocalypse and here I thought everyone just hid under a bed."

"Nope! we tried our best to live as if life was still normal. Children went to school, parents went to work. People dated, fell in love and had children. We found a new normal. Oh, I still have some professions that I have not told you about." She looked at him with a beautiful smile and wistful eyes, "Relic hunters and scrubbers. They were specialists that cleaned ancient usable technology of radiation. They were always in hazmat suits and called themselves archeologists."

Hades found it funny and sad that he wanted to see that world and yet he was afraid because it meant this current would be lost. A world without electricity and all the comforts of life that that they had grown used to. What would it be like?

As if she heard his mind, Sunshine slapped him on the back. "You will get used to it, don’t worry. It will be terrible in the first year, but eventually your mind will adjust to the new normal, you will get a new job and find something that makes you happy again. It is not all sorrow, death and darkness. As long as we have supplies and safe shelter, we can through five years."

"That reminds me." He reached in his left pant pocket and pulled out a small paper. "That is Logan Trey, if you want to do anything illegal say...looting your sister’s stock, he is the man for the job." He handed her the paper.

A dark, amused hum vibrated in Sunshine’s throat. "I owe you one." She answered as she punched the number into her phone. She called Logan immediately and told him to sweep the bunker clean, she also instructed him to bring the supplies to Quinn manor within one day.

The work of sorting through the supply list continued after he phone call.

"Fire extinguishers, water hoses, cables, electric wires, ropes. Oh, and family planning drugs, we need a lot of those. Children are loved but getting pregnant in the first two years of the apocalypse is not a great idea." Sunshine met his gaze, the eye contact curdled into something uneasy. "N-not me! I mean other people." She cleared a lump in the throat.

"Of course, I know that." Hades responded, he knew that their marriage was more of a business arrangement. He would not force her into a relationship she had no interest in.

And it wasn’t as if he was interested in her romantically. Hades tugged on the collar of his shirt.

He cleared his throat ."We should add hard hats, fire blankets and air pumps." He floated more things that they had forgotten to add on their list. "You are always fixing things so we should stock nails, saws, wrenches. duct tape, sinks, pipes and things like that.

I don’t know where you stand on cooking ware. You bought a lot of food but I did not see pans or stoves on the list."

"Add them, I got a few but to be on the safe side, we should add more." She told him.

"Let’s see what we have here, lighters, batteries, power banks, Walkie talkies, mobile phones, compasses, battery operated radios, mega phones, smart watches and none smart watches, positioning equipment, flash lights, drones?" He stared at her inquisitively.

"Yes." Sunshine answered. "Some things we will not be able to use until the third year of the apocalypse but they will come in handy so just buy everything." She added. "You are rich anyway."

"Correction, we are rich." He said.

Sunshine’s heart skipped a beat. She told herself that it was the money, not him. Tying her hair in a bun, she read out the medicines she had not yet stocked. "Vitamins, face masks, thermometers, cold medicines, anti inflammatory, bandages, diarrhea medicines, band aids, antibiotics." She winced. "Honestly, buying too much medicine by myself is hard because they ask too many questions.

I keep saying that I am sending them to a third world country but I am afraid that someone would notice. You must have friends in the pharmaceutical business. Is there was way you can use my excuse and have trucks of medicines delivered here directly?"

"Of course I can." He answered with ease.

He was a billionaire, anything she wanted, he could provide. He stepped away for a minute to make a call. When he returned, he was beaming with a full smile and she guessed that it was done.

"By the way, there is something you should see." He told her. His voice was a little strained and she guessed that whatever it was, it was not good.

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