Chapter 8​​

Tian Tian slumped to the floor, tears welling in her eyes.

Even though I’d lived through this apocalypse once before, seeing vibrant life extinguished right before my eyes was deeply unsettling.

I hurried to the storage room, grabbed two boxes of self-heating hotpots, and returned to the living room. Tian Tian sat there watching TV news.

Zombie attacks were being reported worldwide. Governments were issuing immediate warnings.

Citizens were urged to stockpile supplies, stay indoors, and trust that the authorities would handle the crisis.

Coming out of the pandemic era, many households already had stockpiles. Following the official warnings, people hunkered down at home, praying for the disaster to pass quickly.

But this calamity for all humanity would last far longer than anyone imagined.

One week into the zombie outbreak, Xu Ningyu and Yuan Jing had their first major fight.

The feed from the camera in Xu Ningyu’s apartment played non-stop on our large living room TV screen.

At first, the pair assumed the disaster would blow over quickly. Relying on their modest stockpile, they lived relatively comfortably, even finding time to curse me for dying somewhere out there.

My phone also received threatening messages from Xu Ningyu sporadically. But as days passed and their food supplies dwindled, Xu Ningyu and Yuan Jing each started nursing their own schemes.

Watching them physically fight over a single pack of instant noodles filled me with grim satisfaction.

Remembering Xu Ningyu and Yuan Jing’s actions in the previous life, I opened my phone and sent Xu Ningyu a text message.

Watching him sit dazed on his sofa through the camera feed, I felt a surge of anticipation.

Don’t you dare disappoint me!