Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Zhou Yang and his two companions knew nothing of what happened in the small building afterward, and went straight back to their residence in the guard team's family compound.

As soon as he opened the door, before he could even go inside, Zhou Yang felt a cool sensation on his face, as if something had landed on it.

I reached out and touched it, but there was nothing there.

Seeing that Zhou Yang hadn't followed, Shen Zechuan, who was walking ahead, quickly turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yang then came to her senses and shook her head: "It's nothing, I probably just felt it wrong."

Just as he was about to step through the door, a few more wisps of coolness fell on his face.

That familiar touch instantly brought Zhou Yang back to his memories.

Is it... raining?

Zhou Yang, finally realizing what was happening, burst into laughter.

It seems the good day he's been waiting for has finally arrived.

However, Cui Ze was still there, so Zhou Yang didn't plan to act now. As they walked, he said, "It's probably going to rain. Let's go inside first."

Although Shen Zechuan was puzzled as to why Zhou Yang was laughing, he didn't ask and followed Zhou Yang into the room.

After Cui Ze returned to the second bedroom, Zhou Yang also pulled Shen Zechuan into the room in a hurry. As soon as the door closed, she dragged Shen Zechuan directly into the space.

The first thing he did was go deep into the mountains to check on Zhang Chengshan and the other two. Seeing that they were all still alive, he returned to the living room of the small building.

As soon as he sat down, Shen Zechuan asked, "Are you finally going to deal with them?"

The question was phrased as a question, but the tone was very certain.

"Yeah, it's raining outside, just the perfect day I've been waiting for. I'm going out to take care of those three scumbags in a bit!"

Zhou Yang smiled and, in a good mood, brewed a cup of tea for each of them, unconsciously humming an unknown tune.

When the two came out again, it was almost four in the morning.

The sky was still completely dark.

The drizzle had turned into a light rain.

Zhou Yang took two disposable raincoats, one for herself and one for Shen Zechuan, and then they went out one after the other.

It was so quiet outside that you could hear a pin drop.

Not to mention people, even the dogs were fast asleep; only the patrol team on duty was still wandering around outside.

The two easily bypassed the patrol team and arrived at the place where they had previously met and made a deal with Cui Ze.

The dilapidated houses and muddy roads appeared even more grotesque and terrifying under the pitch-black night and the increasingly heavy rain.

Following her memories, Zhou Yang found the dilapidated house where she had taken shelter from the rain in her previous life.

Then, following the route he had taken to escape in his previous life, he walked all the way to the place where his previous life ended.

The same muddy puddle, except that no one has fallen into it yet, and it still looks very clear.

Seeing this place again filled Zhou Yang with mixed feelings.

Shen Zechuan had been silently following behind Zhou Yang, and now he simply stood quietly behind him, neither disturbing nor urging him.

He knew that Zhou Yang had a secret in his heart, a secret about why he knew so much about the apocalypse.

This time, however, he felt that Zhou Yang was particularly different. Even though it was just about dealing with three enemies who were easy to deal with, he insisted on choosing a good day and a good place, which clearly meant that this enemy was very important to Zhou Yang.

He had a feeling that Zhou Yang could only truly live if he dealt with these last three people.

Just as Shen Zechuan was pondering, Zhou Yang had already finished reminiscing.

With a single thought, he threw the three people out of the space and directly into the muddy puddle.

The clear rainwater instantly turned murky the moment the heavy object fell.

The filthy mud splashed onto the bodies and faces of the three men who were barely clinging to life, making them look even more wretched than Zhou Yang had been in his previous life, like three dogs that had fallen into a cesspool and were about to drown.

Zhou Yang looked at the three men barely clinging to life, a smirk playing on his lips, and a short knife appeared in his hand.

Zhou Yang glanced at the three people at his feet, raised his hand, and stabbed Li Nian in the body with the first blow, followed by the second, the third...

Li Nian died after Zhou Yang stabbed him only a few times, but Zhou Yang didn't stop until he returned all the knife wounds from his previous life, and only then did Li Nian stand up again.

Then, turning to the remaining Liu Feng and Zhang Chengshan, he went up and slit their throats.

Since these two didn't touch him, let them die a quick death.

Despite wearing a raincoat, Zhou Yang's hands, clothes, and shoes were inevitably stained with blood. Looking at the three still-warm corpses at his feet, the blood flowing out mixed with the rainwater and slowly dyed a large area of ​​the ground bright red, he finally smiled.

He threw down the knife in his hand and turned to Shen Zechuan behind him, saying, "I've taken my revenge, but I'm too dirty. I want to go back to my space to take a shower and change my clothes. Take me back to my place first, and then we can go into the space to take me out later."

Shen Zechuan wiped away the blood that had accidentally splattered on Zhou Yang's face. Without asking any questions, he simply nodded and said with a pained expression, "Okay, I'll come pick you up in a bit."

Like a kitten, Zhou Yang rubbed her face against Shen Zechuan's warm palm, and then flashed into the space.

Looking at his suddenly empty palm and the scene in front of him where his wife was gone and only three corpses remained, Shen Zechuan regretfully withdrew his hand and quickly turned and left.

He needs to get back as soon as possible and go into his spatial dimension to coax his wife.

……

Meanwhile, once the Zhou family entered the small building, the first thing they did was take a shower and change into a set of clean clothes.

He didn't want the clothes stained with blood anymore, so he called over Pea to burn them clean.

After doing all this, Zhou Yang went to the orchard, set up a picnic table, put two chairs on it, brewed a pot of fruit and flower tea, and sat down. He watched Pea and Little Yellow chase and play while drinking tea and waiting for Shen Zechuan.

Having taken his revenge, he was unusually calm at this moment.

Since his rebirth, revenge has been a major driving force for his life. Now that he has finally achieved it, his mindset has changed. He seems to see everything differently, and he feels as if a shackle has been broken, making him feel inexplicably relaxed.

But after the initial relief, a sense of helplessness and confusion set in.

His understanding of the apocalypse ends here. What should he do in the future?

How long can he survive in the apocalypse?

Will he die again?

Zhou Yang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Zhou Yang didn't know how long he had been lost in thought or how much fruit and flower tea he had drunk before his thoughts returned to him at the familiar call.

Looking up, he saw Shen Zechuan, who had also taken a shower and looked refreshed, already on the other side of his picnic table.

Upon seeing Shen Zechuan, Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile slightly: "You're here!"

"Ah."

Shen Zechuan responded, then dragged a chair over to Zhou Yang's side and sat down.

Are you feeling better now?

"I'm not in a bad mood. I was a little bit at first, but not at all now. I feel incredibly relaxed, like I've been reborn."

Zhou Yang said in a lighthearted tone.

Shen Zechuan shook his head: "You may look relaxed, but your eyes don't tell you that. They're saying you're very tired."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang's upturned lips froze.