Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

The next day, Zhou Yang woke up feeling sore and aching in his back.

Ignoring Shen Zechuan, who had just woken up and was admiring his wife's sleeping face, he left her with the words, "I'm going back to my space to make breakfast, don't follow me," and then flashed into his space.

Of course, he wasn't making breakfast; he was taking a bath.

Men who have been holding back for too long are really going to die.

But between frequent pain and occasional pain, he chose the latter.

After all, doing too much is not good for your health.

Outside the space, Shen Zechuan, who had lost his wife in the blink of an eye, was stunned for a long time. He was about to chase after her into the space, but then he remembered Zhou Yang's words that told him not to follow, so he could only sigh and lie back down.

When Zhou Yang came out of the space again, Shen Zechuan had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly out the window, looking like a big dog that had been abandoned by its owner.

Upon hearing the noise, Shen Zechuan's eyes immediately lit up. He turned around and saw Zhou Yang on the bed. He immediately went over to her.

Smelling the fresh scent emanating from Zhou Yang, still carrying the scent of lingering moisture, Shen Zechuan took a deep breath: "You took a shower after making breakfast? You smell so good!"

Zhou Yang sighed, pulled the person off him, and casually took out the prepared plate from his spatial storage and stuffed it into the other person's hand: "Here, let's go out for breakfast."

Shen Zechuan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, but Yangyang, let's make a deal. Next time, you can let me cook. Although I don't know how to cook complicated dishes, I can still make a simple porridge and boil an egg. You were exhausted last night, and I'm worried you might not feel well."

Zhou Yang rolled her eyes at him and said, "Then you should do it less often!"

"Cough cough, it's because I've been holding it in for too long, I just couldn't help it..." Shen Zechuan touched his nose, looking a little aggrieved.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yang wasn't listening to his nonsense anymore and simply snorted coldly:

"But even when you haven't held it in for long, I haven't seen you manage to hold it in either, have I?"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Shen Zechuan quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

But Zhou Yang didn't want to pay any attention to it and turned around and left the room.

He had figured out this person's temperament: readily admitting mistakes, but daring to do it again next time...

Seeing this, Shen Zechuan had no choice but to quickly follow.

Fortunately, this person still had some sense of shame. He was still acting like a grandson to Zhou Yang, but as soon as he stepped out of the room, he immediately shut his mouth, straightened his back, and even though he was carrying a tray behind him, he looked like a guardian knight.

Cui Ze was also up early outside.

His limbs were limp and sore, and he was lying face down on the sofa, feeling like a corpse.

Seeing the two older men come out, he quickly looked up and greeted them.

Zhou Yang responded and went straight to the dining table to sit down: "Alright, come and have breakfast."

"Okay!"

Cui Ze responded quickly, but he moved slowly and deliberately as he got off the sofa, even gritting his teeth and groaning as he went to the dining table.

Shen Zechuan looked at Cui Ze's lifeless appearance with utter disgust: "It's been a whole night and you're still not done?"

"Waaah, it hurts even more after I slept! I haven't run like this since I entered the base, and my legs are so sore and painful..."

Cui Ze was on the verge of tears, and he slumped listlessly on the dining table.

Zhou Yang clicked his tongue, quite curious: "How did you manage to escape the zombies and survive?"

Cui Ze: "Why should I run... If I just become invisible, the zombies won't even notice me."

Zhou Yang: "..."

Okay, this invisibility is definitely cheating.

When you get back, put him in the army and train him well. In the future, if there are any missions that require him to go into hordes of zombies, just assign him to them!

Seeing that Cui Ze was still whining, Shen Zechuan got annoyed and simply stuffed a large meat bun from his plate into his mouth, finally giving his ears some peace and quiet.

……

After breakfast, Zhou Yang wanted to go out of the base with Shen Zechuan to deal with the three people in the space.

Just as he had instructed Cui Ze to watch the house and was about to leave, he heard a series of urgent knocks on the door.

All three of them paused for a moment.

Then Zhou Yang and Shen Zechuan looked at Cui Ze at the same time, their meaning was crystal clear.

Seeing this, Cui Ze had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and limp over to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw five burly men standing outside. Before Cui Ze could even ask what was going on, he was immediately berated.

"What are you dawdling for? You're wasting our time! Move aside, we need to search the house!"

As he spoke, he shoved Cui Ze aside, and several burly men rushed into the house. Two of them went straight to two rooms as soon as they entered.

The leader, a man with a buzz cut dressed in black, led two other subordinates and walked straight up to Zhou Yang and Shen Zechuan. After looking them over for a while, he sat down on the sofa opposite them without any politeness.

"You two look unfamiliar. Are you new superhumans who just arrived at our Hecheng base?"

Shen Zechuan moved forward a bit, shielding Zhou Yang to his side before saying, "My brother and I have only been here for a couple of days. We came to visit our cousin and settle down. I am a level 4 lightning-type ability user, but my two younger brothers are ordinary people."

After saying that, he waved to Cui Ze, who was standing dumbfounded at the door, and asked him to sit on his other side.

Zhou Yang also shrank back next to Shen Zechuan without saying a word, dutifully acting as a timid mascot.

The crew-cut man's eyes lit up: "Oh? A level 4 lightning-type ability user. You probably don't have a team yet, right? Interested in joining our guard team?"

"You're from the guard team? I've heard so much about you!" Shen Zechuan feigned great surprise, but then added regretfully, "I don't actually have a team, but I can't leave my two younger brothers behind, so I probably can't go..."

The crew-cut man didn't seem to care: "What's the big deal? Our guard unit has a family compound. Your two younger brothers can just live there with us."

"Really? That's great! I wish I hadn't bought this house. It would have been such a waste!" Shen Zechuan said, looking extremely regretful and pounding his thigh.

The crew-cut man was overjoyed after hearing this: "No waste, no waste! You can just sublet it. But getting into the guard team isn't easy these days. If you want, I can help you, but you'll have to put in the effort to get your superiors to make arrangements..."

As he spoke, the crew-cut man even twirled his fingers.

Zhou Yang and his two companions immediately understood this common pre-apocalyptic tactic of asking for money.

Tsk, they're just trying to scam some points and resources from them since they can afford houses.

Zhou Yang thought for a moment and decided to go along with this person to see if he could sneak into the guard team. So he took Shen Zechuan's hand, wrote a few words in his palm, and slipped two packs of cigarettes into his hand.

Shen Zechuan only paused for a moment before understanding.

He initially didn't want to pay any more attention to this man, but since Zhou Yang seemed interested in visiting the guard post, he went along with it and struck up a conversation:

"Understood, understood. Thank you for helping me pull some strings, brother. I'll definitely reward you handsomely once it's done!"

After saying that, Shen Zechuan stuffed the two packs of cigarettes in his hand into his hand.

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

The crew-cut man stared at the two packs of cigarettes, unable to look away, and immediately hid them in his pocket as soon as he got them.

He hadn't had a cigarette in almost half a year, and he was really craving it.

At this moment, the two men in charge of the search returned, and one of them even carried out several boxes of instant noodles and dried meat from Cui Ze's second bedroom.

"Boss, we found these!"

Although the crew-cut man had just been trying to get close to Shen Zechuan and had accepted two packs of cigarettes, he was still a little envious when he saw the several large boxes of supplies that his underlings had found.

“Oh dear, Brother Shen, you have quite a lot of supplies. But unfortunately, our guard team just lost a batch of supplies, and these things were among them. If the higher-ups find out, it'll be hard to explain. You see…”

Upon hearing this, Shen Zechuan immediately understood and laughed, "Hey, brother, it's no big deal. You can take it and handle it for us. Just put in a good word for us later."

Seeing that Shen Zechuan was so cooperative, the crew-cut man was very satisfied: "Don't worry, I will definitely handle it for you, and it will absolutely not be traced back to you."