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

She kept yelling and yelling, and it gave her a headache.

But what could she do? She couldn't exactly go up and chop that grandson up, could she?

"If you call me again, I won't help you clear the zombies from your neighborhood."

Grandson: "Okay, Grandma, please take care of yourself and don't tire yourself out."

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Qi Yu, leading two small teams, was clearing out the nearby zombies when he saw Zuo You's heroic figure in the distance, and a look of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

The Awakened One is too powerful; he must find a way to awaken, no matter the cost, it's worth it.

At that moment, the walkie-talkie earpiece rang, and Zuo You's voice came through: "Qi Yu, bring some men and move the supplies from the shops in Shanshui Residence."

Qi Yu suppressed his inner turmoil and replied, "Okay."

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He Heze, Erdan, and their group drove five private cars to a suburban street 2 kilometers away from the residential area.

Before the apocalypse, residents from the surrounding suburbs would come here to eat and go shopping.

The street is long, and 60% of the restaurants are small restaurants.

The remaining 40% include fruit shops, supermarkets, mobile phone shops, telecommunications equipment shops, liquor stores, pharmacies, beauty salons, clothing stores, maternity and baby stores, etc.

The scorching sun beat down, and the streets were littered with piles of garbage, with flies and insects clinging to rotting corpses.

Few of the shops along the street had been ransacked.

The group parked their car next to a pharmacy, and a dozen or so zombies, hearing the commotion, rushed over and frantically pounded on the car windows.

He Heze tightened his grip on the axe, opened the car door, and pushed it open forcefully.

The zombies outside the car were knocked back by the impact. He got out of the car first and chopped at the zombie next to him with an axe. The ugly head fell to the ground instantly.

Erdan followed closely behind, opened the car door and jumped out. The two of them, one human and one dog, quickly dealt with the dozen or so zombies.

The others then opened the car doors with some fear and got out.

He Heze had a gloomy face, dissatisfied with everyone's performance.

He took a large pair of steel pliers from the back seat and led two teams of men toward the pharmacy.

Erdan didn't go in. After digging out the crystal core, he jumped onto the roof of the car and looked around to keep watch.

The scorching hot metal roof made her paws jump up and down.

She felt as if her tender pink paws were about to be scalded.

He jumped out of the car, pricked up his ears, and hid in the shade to be on guard.

A dozen or so people crowded into the pharmacy, took out woven bags and stuffed things into them, not caring what kind of medicine it was, they just took everything that was in the store.

They ransacked the warehouse again, and boxes of medicine were brought out.

In less than five minutes, the small pharmacy was completely ransacked.

He Heze whispered the order, "Two teams split up and search, and hurry up."

Some people wanted to object, but they were intimidated by his sharp gaze.

There were only two supermarkets on the street, and He Heze and Erdan each led a group of people over.

This supermarket is located at the corner of a street intersection and is the largest supermarket in the vicinity.

He and Ze's group parked their car at the intersection, and as soon as they opened the roller shutter, five or six men wielding knives rushed out.

"This place belongs to us, you go somewhere else," a burly man who was 1.9 meters tall stepped forward and growled.

He Heze raised the still-dripping axe and said in a deep voice, "The supermarket is so big, you can't carry it all. Half for each of you."

The burly man warned in a low voice, "Damn it, I'm not talking to you. If you don't leave, we'll fight."

Both groups immediately gripped their weapons, pointing them directly at each other, and a fight was about to break out.

He Heze's expression was cold and stern as he slammed his fist into the cashier counter, instantly shattering the solid wood bar.

"You'll be the ones who suffer in a fight. I'm in a hurry and don't want any conflict, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you, understand? Also, if this standoff continues, more people will come looking for supplies, and it will only end up with both sides losing."

The burly man's heart trembled. What kind of power was this? So fierce!

"Brother Qin, he's right. We can't move all this stuff." A slightly hoarse voice rang out.

After a moment of silence, Brother Qin seized the opportunity and said, "You can't steal things; whoever gets them keeps them."

He Heze nodded and waved to the people behind him. The five people behind him carried woven bags and walked inside.

Both sides needed basically the same supplies: water, beverages, and food.

Minor conflicts continued, but they were all suppressed by Da Han and He Heze.

The final decision was made on drinking water and beverages, which were distributed equally among the population, while food was distributed based on speed.

The two team leaders stood at the supermarket entrance, guarding the roller shutter to prevent others from entering and to ensure timely response.

Brother Qin asked, "Brother, where are you from?"

He Heze had no time for idle chatter. It was his first time leading a team, and safety was the most important thing. He couldn't let the goddess boss look down on him.

He casually asked, "Where are you from?"

"I'm a resident of this neighborhood. This damn apocalypse, the sun is finally out, and it's so hot. Plus, there are those monsters. It's like they're making it impossible for anyone to live."

Brother Qin spat on the ground, cursing, and kept glancing at him.

Despite his tall and imposing appearance, before the apocalypse, he was just a small restaurant owner.

Seeing how strong He Heze was, smashing the bar counter with one punch without even changing his expression.

I was a little panicked, but I couldn't just hand over the supplies; they were life-saving food.

It would be best if neither side could resort to violence.

The families in their neighborhood banded together, and there weren't many able-bodied men to begin with. If they went back injured, it would only make things worse.

Moreover, in this kind of weather, injuries are prone to festering, and it's uncertain whether the person will survive.

He Heze smiled noncommittally.

Whether or not people are given a chance to live, they must find a way to survive. Complaining and blaming others is useless; only by becoming strong can one survive.

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Lin Ling, on the other hand, is not doing so well.

The road was cluttered with cars lying haphazardly, making traffic very congested.

What should have been a 20-minute journey took nearly an hour and a half to reach the main station of a certain courier company in T city, because several routes were changed.

This is where Huang Jian, one of the truck drivers, works.

The four of them backed up the car and parked it at the entrance for easy retreat later.

This road is not a main road, and there are usually not many vehicles passing by.

Across from the courier point was a small kitchenware factory, its gates tightly shut, and many zombies roamed inside.

Hearing the noise, they all pounded on the door and shouted.

Next to the kitchenware factory, there is a row of shops. Judging from the signs, there are car repair shops, as well as wholesale shops for eggs and milk.

Lin Ling led the way, her right hand holding a sword, piercing the eyeballs of the zombies one by one.

This was the easiest and quickest solution she found.

The three behind him, wielding iron bars, could take down several zombies even with their backs pressed together.

The courier station is not a transit point, nor is it located within a logistics park. There are only a dozen or so zombies there.

The four of them finished quickly.

Huang Jian took out a few keys from the distribution room and tossed one to another driver, Lao Lu, saying, "Lao Lu, you drive that small truck with the license plate ending in 698."

Large trucks are not flexible in moving forward or backward, so Zuo You told Lin Ling last night to find a small truck.

The group quickly found their car.

Huang Jian and Lao Lu drove the car to the express delivery unloading area, and Lin Ling directed the three of them to load express packages onto one of the trucks.

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