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Black Market Merchant

Several years after major nuclear wars, followed by the rise of robotic armies, have caused the world to become post-apocalyptic. The year is 2276 and Earth is now full of anarchy, corruption, and death. The rich are richer, the poor are poorer and government’s ever crueler. A lone woman carrying a large backpack, in the shape of a coffin, comes to a small post-apocalyptic town in the middle of southern Utah, whose only existence rides on the Colorado River. There is a dam which provides water, food, and transportation to the several thousand people who have been congregating in the slowly re-growing town. Many had once hoped to fix the hydroelectric station to rebuild their lives, but corruption brews. This lone woman stops at one of the bars in town and gets into a fight with some local gangsters who were mistreating a young girl outside. Causing her to become at odds with the gangs of the town. This is the instance that first roots our heroine, Lisa Cunningham, to save this town and prompted her to start growing her Black Market Empire here! However, gangs are the least of her worries! Robotic army’s, rebellion militia, mutated monsters, mad cults, competing companies, government entities and lustful men keep ogling over her all the time!! Not to mention the strange events that slowly begin to unfold around the little girl, Hanna, that Lisa had saved. Yet there is more to Lisa than gorgeous looks alone. She has come back from over 200 years ago and is learning more about what has happened while she was in cryogenic sleep. A sleep that she volunteered to do for the US military due to her cyborg body! There is so much that has changed on Earth, much of which is far from what she once remembered and now she has even more to learn. How will she be able to survive in a hostile apocalyptic world and reach her own frivolous goals to obtain great riches? Follow along now! Please Vote and leave Comments!

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267 Chs

Chapter 246: Ashen

Lisa knew the fire was going to be dangerous and intense, but for the first time in a while she underestimated something and now things were getting further out of her control. First of all she didn’t anticipate the searing heat that the fire emitted. No one could get close enough to properly douse the fire with water buckets. Bucket after bucket of water only succeeded in momentarily wetting the tinder before the flames licked it away. In fact, it seemed to the hapless bucket brigade, that the water might as well as have evaporated before even reaching the flames.

The second reason was the persistent, intolerable, and suffocating smoke. This tar black smoke irritated every sense the bucket brigade volunteers had. Their meager cloth face covers did almost nothing to stave off the burning plastic stench, or prevent their eyes, nose, and mouths from drying out from the dry heat. This out-of-control fire was straight up kicking their senses in the metaphorical balls.