Rebirth in the Apocalypse: My Ex-Girlfriend's Guide to Winning Me Over

The commotion in 1902 made them very nervous, and it was also inconvenient to talk while standing at the door.

Zuo You shook her head with a half-smile; she had heard their entire conversation on the eighteenth floor.

The middle-aged woman turned around helplessly and glanced at He Heze in the crowd, seeing him nod.

The woman whispered a compliment: "Young lady, you're really amazing. You wiped out all seventy or eighty monsters in the neighborhood in just a few swift moves."

Lin Ling chuckled, amused by the middle-aged woman's exaggerated rhetoric.

Zuo You gave a curt "hmm," glanced at her idol, and faced her true feelings. After that, she lost all interest in him.

This is so devastating, my faith is completely shattered.

Indeed, beings like "gods" can only be admired from afar.

“I am the owner of Unit 1 on the third floor. These are all owners of Unit 1 and Unit 2 of our Building 5.”

The middle-aged woman lowered her voice, gave an introduction, and then discussed the matter:

“It’s not good that so many of us are trapped in the community right now. Could you please go to the police station and see if there’s any rescue available?”

The woman's tone was very pleasant. Zuo You glanced indifferently at the crowd and then at He Heze.

She shook her head, her tone calm: "The whole city is like this, even the whole world is like this. No internet, no signal, it's pitch black outside and full of zombies, no one can avoid it, it's chaotic everywhere, how can we rescue anyone? We can't rely on the police, there are only a few of them. You either have to save yourselves or wait for the army, I can't help you."

"Whether there's a rescue or not, we'll only know after we get there," someone in the crowd retorted quietly.

"They just don't want to help, even though they say it with such righteous indignation."

"Young people, they have no spirit of mutual help at all."

"With great power comes great responsibility. We're not going to kill zombies."

The crowd began to criticize in hushed tones, but then fell silent amidst the continued banging on the door of 1902.

Lin Ling glanced at the crowd, somewhat annoyed, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you go yourself? It's full of zombies outside, and it's eternal night! Why should my sister risk her life for you? Are your lives more valuable than anyone else's? Our community has a low occupancy rate, few people, and my sister just cleared out a wave of zombies. Is there anything safer than this? This is the end of the world! Wake up! No one will be responsible for your lives!"

She paused for a moment, then continued, “Someone online predicted that the end of the world would come today, and you’ve seen what happened. That prophet predicted: one week of polar night, one week of polar day, one week of extreme heat, and one week of extreme cold. Today is the first day of the polar night. Even if the police come, do you think they can help you get through the extreme heat and cold? Don’t be ridiculous. You all better get ready.”

Lin Ling's words were all precious.

The zombies in 1902 were still frantically banging on the door, the banging sounds echoing across the 19th floor.

Human life is full of diverse aspects, and all living beings have their own unique characteristics.

Some fell silent, some panicked, some covered their faces and sobbed softly, and some stubbornly argued in a low voice:

“Your sister has the ability to protect herself, but we don’t. She can kill so many zombies by herself, so she definitely has no problem protecting herself. She’s just selfish. Why make it sound so noble?”

Zuo You narrowed her eyes slightly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the speaker, a young man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking every bit the elite.

She scoffed and said nonchalantly, "I am selfish, so what?"

"you--"

The elite man was speechless, unable to utter the second half of his sentence for a long time.

The middle-aged woman instinctively grabbed Zuo You's arm, her facial expression completely out of control.

After a long pause, her lips trembling, she asked in a pleading tone, "Is this really the end of the world? What should we do? How can we survive? Waaah—"

Before she could finish speaking, tears streamed down her face. Her expression was one of bewilderment and helplessness. She turned to face the wall and burst into tears.

He Heze stepped forward and comforted her, "Mom, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

He gave Zuo You a wry smile and said, "I can go out with you and see what's going on. We'll come back if there's any danger."

Zuo You never expected that the woman with the kind tone was He Heze's mother.

His mother died young in her previous life, so she never met her.

Annoyed by He Heze's arrogance, he retorted, "Are you sick? Can't you understand human language? Get out! You'll be torn to pieces by zombies in less than ten minutes, believe it or not? You'd better be capable..."

Zuo Youchong raised his chin at 1902 and sneered, "Let's deal with the zombies next door first."

He Heze's face turned pale and then red. He pulled his mother back a few steps and said no more.

Zuo Youtao narrowed her eyes and indifferently swept her gaze over the crowd.

Losing patience with their weeping and accusations, his voice involuntarily turned cold.

"If you want to survive, pick up a weapon and kill zombies. Moral blackmail won't bind me, nor will it save you or your family. Don't come looking for me again. My knife will not only kill zombies, but also people."

"boom--"

She turned and went inside, closing the door behind her.

The group looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

Lin Ling was stunned! This older sister is so cold and ruthless, but I like her so much.

After a moment of contemplation, she concluded in a wise and experienced tone, "Complaining is useless. If you want to protect your family, you have to pick up a weapon, fight back, and carve a bloody path through the apocalypse. Don't expect to rely on others. As the saying goes, 'Mountains crumble, people run away.' You're all getting on in years. Go back and think it over carefully. Let's disperse."

Before anyone could react, she took the lead and headed towards the stairwell.

A young woman snapped out of her daze, wiped away her tears, and ran to Lin Ling's side, seeking help.

"Wait, pretty lady, could you have your sister kill my husband for me? He's turned into a monster. I can pay you."

How many zombies do you have in your house?

"..."

Many people believed what Zuo You and Lin Ling said.

If this situation only applies to their city, staying home for a few more days will definitely bring rescue.

Moreover, communication will definitely be restored in a few days.

If this is the case nationwide, or even worldwide, then it doesn't matter where you stay.

This place is sparsely populated now, so it's definitely safer than the city center.

Perhaps waiting and seeing is the best course of action at present.

Once everyone understood this, they stopped lingering on the 19th floor and went home.

He Heze didn't leave. He knocked on the door and whispered, "Zuo You, I live in 901. You can come to me if you need anything."

After waiting a while and seeing no response, he helped his mother up, rubbed her tailbone, and walked towards the stairs.

He and his mother were just there to join in the fun and see which tough guy had cleared out the zombies in the stairwell and the neighborhood.

I never expected her mother to be chosen as the representative.

Even more unexpectedly, that fierce person was actually Zuo You, the classmate who was so beautiful that she fractured her coccyx with a kick.

He Heze thought he still needed to try to get closer to her.

In any case, there's a connection, so it's easier to get along with people.

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