"Jiang Nian'an, go to hell!"
Shen Zhiyao's face was contorted with rage and madness. She plunged the dagger in her hand into Jiang Nian'an's back, and then used all her strength to push Jiang Nian'an in front of the level four zombie that had caught up with her.
Severely injured, Jiang Nian'an was unable to dodge the level four zombie that was already in front of her.
'Pfft—'
The level four zombie's bluish-black claws mercilessly pierced through Jiang Nian'an's chest, then bit into her shoulder, desperately sucking her blood.
Ignoring the pain in her body, Jiang Nian'an turned her head forcefully and stared intently at Shen Zhiyao.
The pain of being betrayed by someone as close as a sister far surpasses the pain of being torn apart by zombies.
"Why...?" Jiang Nian'an managed to squeeze out those three words.
In the apocalypse, people's hearts are indeed unpredictable, and there is scheming and betrayal everywhere. But she never expected that the person who would betray her in the end would be the person she trusted and valued the most.
Shen Zhiyao did not answer her question, but only gave her a cold look before turning and running away.
Hehehe—
Jiang Nian'an watched Shen Zhiyao stumble and run away, letting out a desolate and desperate laugh.
Then his eyes turned cold, "Even if I... die, you won't... have it easy!"
She gritted her teeth and concentrated all the remaining supernatural power in her body into her right hand.
A vibrant green leaf pierced through Shen Zhiyao's chest with a whooshing sound, leaving a trail of blood.
Just as a level three zombie was no match for a level four zombie, a level two Shen Zhiyao was no match for her either, even though she was already seriously injured and nearing death.
Seeing Shen Zhiyao stagger and fall, Jiang Nian'an's last breath finally dissipated, and everything went black before her eyes, and she completely lost consciousness.
......
Flower Market, Province G.
When Jiang Nian'an woke up, her phone was ringing incessantly.
She answered the call instinctively.
A rough, exasperated male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Jiang Nian'an, do you fucking not want to work anymore? What time is it? Why aren't you at work yet?"
"I'm giving you ten minutes. Get your ass over here!"
Who can tolerate being suddenly insulted?
Jiang Nian'an launched into a torrent of words into her phone.
"Go to hell, you brain-dead idiot! You stinking pig who just finished eating poop and is already babbling away, you moron with two scallions stuck in your nose and trying to act like an elephant, and you're even going to work? I'll go to your 'big brother'—huh?"
After taking a deep breath, Jiang Nian'an abruptly stopped talking.
Wait, isn't she dead?
First, Shen Zhiyao attacked him, then a level four zombie drained his blood and ate his flesh.
But now this is...
Jiang Nian'an stared in disbelief at the familiar decor before her. Wasn't this her home before the apocalypse?
And this phone...
Cell phones are just decorations in the apocalypse; they no longer have the function of making calls.
But now, not only can we talk on the phone, we can also make her swear.
Jiang Nian'an swallowed hard, a bold guess forming in her mind.
The man on the other end of the phone was furious. "Jiang Nian'an, how dare you curse at me? You'll be fired soon, I'm telling you—"
"Stop babbling, I need some time to calm down."
Jiang Nian'an slammed down the phone, her gaze lingering on her still-on screen.
July 13, 2085, Friday, 9:30 a.m.
Thinking back to the phone call she had just received, Jiang Nian'an's heart pounded like thunder.
She was reborn!
Reborn one month before the impending apocalypse, a world filled with bloodshed and darkness.
This realization caused Jiang Nian'an's breathing to suddenly become heavier.
How could such a good thing have fallen on her head?
That--
Jiang Nian'an jumped off the bed and rushed to the wardrobe, then pulled out a small wooden box from the very back of the wardrobe.
A small wooden box contains a small walnut for collecting and playing with.
This was left to her by her deceased adoptive mother.
No one would have guessed that this small walnut for collecting and playing with contains a huge storage space.
Well, she didn't know either.
If we go back half a month from the date of her death, she was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she smashed the walnut.
Just as she was about to eat, it transformed into a stream of light, forming a vast space in her consciousness that was 40,000 square meters in size and had no upper limit.
Also attached is a piece of information about the space.
It turns out that these small walnuts for collecting are spatial artifacts crafted by a powerful being in a fantasy world next door. Time is frozen inside, allowing them to keep things warm and fresh.
For some reason, it ended up on Earth, and by some twist of fate, ended up in their home, and finally fell into her hands.
That's when she realized that the walnut was a real treasure.
Unfortunately, it was discovered too late.
She died before she could make a good living off it.
But now it seems it's not too late, because—
She's alive again, hehehe (〃?ω?)～～
'A text message from owner~'
'A text message from owner~'
Just as Jiang Nian'an was standing there excitedly, her phone rang again.
She picked up her phone, and the moment she saw the sender's name, her face darkened.
It was sent by Shen Zhiyao.
[Jiang Jiang, tomorrow's Saturday! Let's go to the beach!]
His tone was so intimate, it made her feel nauseous.
Thinking of everything that happened before her death, Jiang Nian'an wished she could rush to Shen Zhiyao's side and end her life with a single blow.
But she couldn't.
In a society governed by the rule of law, murder is a crime.
She looked down and quickly typed a few words on her phone.
I have a cold and can't go.
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