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

Liang Jingyu turned on the walkie-talkie, rolled down the car window, his expression serious, and spoke in a loud voice. "Comrade, get to the point."

The man snapped out of his daze, glanced at the burly, dark-faced Liang Jingyu, and said seriously, "Buddy, you guys need to send someone down to help clear the road. If everyone's stuck here, we won't be able to get on the highway tomorrow."

Zuo You overheard the conversation on the walkie-talkie and arranged for He Heze and Sun Feiyu to go out and clean up together, reminding them to stay vigilant.

Zuo You felt sorry for these two "tools," having to do everything. She decided to reward each of them with an apple later.

It wasn't that she mistreated the two of them or was sexist; it was just that women in the apocalypse were too easy targets.

The car is full of women; it would be too conspicuous for them to get out and work. I don't want them to cause any more trouble.

Zuo You was seriously injured in the battle with the loli zombie. She did not want to use her mental abilities unless absolutely necessary, so as not to aggravate her injuries.

She needs to recover her trump cards before she can occasionally make a small mistake.

For now, she just wants to keep a low profile and lead her team out of T City safely.

Try to be less temperamental, avoid physical violence, and quietly be a little fairy.

Zuo You couldn't understand why, even though she was so well-prepared for this second chance, she was still living a more arduous life than in her previous life.

In her past life, Zuo You either went on missions or lay dead.

Unlike now, where all I think about is collecting crystal cores and managing so many people.

This won't do; it's too hard on me.

She picked up the walkie-talkie, cleared her throat, and said, "From now on, I'm handing over command of the team to Instructor Liang Jingyu. Please cooperate, and don't contact me if anything happens. Thank you."

Liang Jingyu was taken aback. He opened the RV's access compartment and shouted, "Boss, it's not appropriate for me to do this. I can't handle it!"

Zuo You's eye twitched. This little brother was disobedient and even resisted.

After thinking for a moment, she affirmed Liang Jingyu, "Instructor Liang, you can definitely do it. Just start doing it. I think it's a good idea."

Liang Jingyu was quite helpless; this boss insisted on handing over command of the team to him.

It's one thing for a 30-year-old man like him to call Zuo You, a young girl, "boss," and Lin Ling, a young girl, "sister Lin," since people in the neighborhood who are older than him call them that too.

But if he were to command the troops, who would listen to him? If anything happened, they would still have to ask Zuo You for instructions, which would be completely unnecessary.

Liang Jingyu strained his neck, his face turning a dark red like Guan Yu's, and with a wry smile, he said loudly, "Boss, I can't do it. You should leave it to Sister Lin or Aze. I'm just a little driver."

Zuo Youleng's face is speechless.

This command is something no one else can really do.

The others in the team were too young, unlike He Jingyu, who had been a junior officer in the army and had experience leading teams.

It's a pity that Liang Jingyu is not as obedient as Xiao Pingguo!

While cleaning up the wrecked car, He Heze asked with concern through his earpiece, "Boss, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's alright. Instructor Liang said he's not up to the task, so everything will proceed as usual."

Zuo You was exasperated. She handed the walkie-talkie to Lin Ling and went back to bed for a nap.

When morale is low, it's hard to lead a team...

I can't even take a break, it's terrible!

When Instructor Liang heard Zuo You's words, his lips twitched, his face darkened, and his hand on the steering wheel slipped.

The survivors who were cleaning up the vehicle were mostly Awakened; they worked together to move the car.

To prevent zombies from darting out of every nook and cranny, and to keep an eye on each other, is both mentally and physically exhausting, and not very efficient.

After being stuck in traffic for more than an hour, another lane was cleared on the road, and Zuoyou's team of four cars finally got onto the highway.

The cars ahead were divided into two groups: some heading south, and some heading north.

There weren't many vehicles on the southbound lane.

The northbound lane stretched as far as the eye could see, filled entirely with cars.

The four vehicles in Zuoyou's convoy merged into the traffic and headed north.

The four-lane highway gradually widened, and more and more vehicles were wrecked, but the road remained clear.

It was moving slowly at a speed of 20 miles per hour.

For this trip, Zuo You planned to go directly to the Azure Dragon Base in the east.

T City is about 600 kilometers away from the Azure Dragon Base, which takes about 7 hours by car. Of course, this was before the apocalypse.

Given the current situation, she will definitely have to take a detour, and she doesn't know how long it will take.

In the post-apocalyptic Dragon Kingdom, there are five large bases, each with a population of tens of millions.

These five bases are managed by five different military commands, so they are relatively safer.

They are also more friendly to ordinary people than to those in smaller bases.

Small bases tend to be more chaotic.

Some bases are managed by local governments or local armies, while others are jointly managed by local military and government forces, and still others are survivor bases established by individuals.

Later on, these small bases became independent entities. Whether ordinary survivors could survive depended entirely on the base leader's policies.

In its previous life, the T City base was jointly managed by the local military and government, resulting in severe internal strife.

This has led to a situation where no one cares about people's livelihoods, and ordinary survivors have almost no way to survive unless they attach themselves to the powerful.

Wherever there are people, there is no escaping the struggle for power.

......

Zuo You's back wound felt warm and a little itchy after Er Dan hit it with a healing ball. She touched her back and found that it had already scabbed over.

Zuo You roughly estimated that her mental energy was slowly repairing her soul, and it would take about a week to fully recover.

She lay bored on the bed, holding the half-dead Frost Offering sword in her hand. The blade had remained pale white for a month, and nothing had changed.

She tried to communicate with it using her mind, but couldn't connect at all.

Unless Shuangji takes the initiative to communicate with her, Zuoyou cannot feel any connection with Shuangji.

She was still somewhat unwilling to give up, and always felt that this knife was not as simple as it seemed.

Try shouting in your heart: "Frost Sacrifice, you need to understand, I am your master. Is it not very nice of you to ignore me like this?"

Frost Festival: "..."

Zuo You: "Boss, give me some feedback! Tell me what you want, and I'll figure out a way to feed it to you."

Frost Festival: "..."

Zuo You: "Little baby, tell Mommy what you want to eat to grow up quickly."

With a crisp "hum", Frost Offering detached from Zuo You's palm.

Zuo You sat up excitedly, her eyes shining brightly. She was reacting; did she want to eat?

The next instant, with a "smack," the blade of Frost Sacrifice struck Zuo You's face, then fell onto the bed with a "clang" and went silent.

Zuo You froze instantly, covering her burning right cheek, unsure of how to react.

Shock, utter shock! This knife was used for hitting people.

It's the other way around!

Lin Ling, Yu Shuqin, and Xiao Pingguo were sitting on the sofa when they heard the noise. They turned their heads and saw Zuo You being beaten.

Everyone was stunned. What kind of operation was this? They couldn't understand it at all.

Erdan, who was sleeping on the ground, opened his eyes and looked at Zuoyou with a puzzled expression.

Lin Ling was stunned for a moment, then ran to the bedside, frowned and scolded angrily, "What's wrong with you? Why are you slapping yourself with a knife? What if you disfigure yourself?"

As she spoke, she reached out her fingertip and carefully poked Zuo You's swollen right cheek.

"hiss--"

Zuo You gasped, looked up at Lin Ling, her eyes filled with tears. She felt wronged, more wronged than ever before!

What kind of mess is this? She got hit by her own weapon! Who can she complain to?