Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

After piercing through four zombies, Third Uncle kept moving and charged at the incoming zombies. They were well-equipped, making it hard for zombies to break through their defenses. Unless they were engulfed by a horde of zombies, fighting a few of them seemed like child’s play given the duo’s combat strength.

Third Uncle drew his dagger and with each thrust, a zombie fell, the force he exerted not only penetrated their skulls but also flung them backward.

In less than 10 seconds, there was a ground littered with zombies.

The two exchanged glances, appreciating each other’s prowess.

But Uncle was even more astonished. Despite giving his all, he had only killed half as many zombies as Third Uncle. Observing Li Yu’s Third Uncle’s method of dispatching zombies gave him the impression of special forces tactics.

Ruthless, without a hint of hesitation.

They conducted a thorough search of the building, cleaning out the zombies, and were surprised to find that there were nearly fifty zombies inside.

On the 8th floor, they came across a husband and wife who had died of starvation. The door to their apartment was sealed shut. When Third Uncle forced the door open with brute strength, the scene struck a chord.

Because just three rooms away and around the corner from this couple, there was some food, although expired. But by the looks of it, they never dared to leave their apartment.

They would rather starve to death than face the zombies or fight back.

In this post-apocalyptic world, the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest were even more pronounced.

After cleaning out the entire building, the two secured the main entrance and made their way up to the rooftop. Behind the building were some low, rundown houses scheduled for demolition, and not far ahead was the national highway.

Sweating profusely, they drank water on the rooftop, enjoying the cool breeze.

Nowadays, people from the base rarely drank water from outside, often carrying several large bottles with them.

This time, each of them brought 3L of water. It wasn’t a lot, but if rationed carefully, it could last about five to six days.

As they sat, savoring the coolness, the sky gradually darkened, and the wind picked up. Soon, drops of rain began to fall.

Drizzle turned into a torrential downpour.

They quickly moved their belongings indoors, then felt the sudden drop in temperature. They wondered why the temperature had dropped so quickly with this rainfall.

But now, with the rain pouring, would the Salvation Army still come?

They didn’t know.

Still, they had to wait here, anticipating the arrival of the Salvation Army.

The rain that night was heavy, lashing non-stop. Many zombies emerged and ran out in the streets, howling and rampaging in the rain.

Perhaps because there were more people at the base, the zombies’ sense of smell heightened during the rainfall, allowing them to detect the scent of humans inside the base. They crowded at the base’s perimeter walls.

Li Yu, despite the rain, went up on the wall and looked down at the zombies. He wasn’t too worried about them breaching the base, but his concern grew for Third Uncle and the others.

He had no idea how they were faring now.

At the base, people continuously arrived on the walls, including Li Tie and others.

Having previously experienced a Zombie Tide, they had drawn many lessons and ultimately cut some bamboo. Then, they tied spears to the tips, allowing them to impale zombies directly from the wall.

The effect is good, and it doesn’t require much effort.

These zombies need to be dealt with early, otherwise, as their numbers continue to increase, we’ll be overwhelmed.

In the rain, the zombies become wildly aggressive, showing no fear in the face of the sharp spears, not that they understand fear. They keep coming, heads getting blown off one after another.

This rain, we thought it would last for quite a while, but when dawn broke the next day, the sun emerged and the rain gradually lessened.

The sun came out.

The zombies, like migratory birds, leave the vicinity of the walls under this bursting sunlight to find some shady and cooler places to hide.

Normally, after the rain, the temperature should have dropped significantly, but somehow, the sunlight is incredibly intense, and the already humid air turns oppressive and hot.

Over at Third Uncle’s side, he and another person took turns watching out the window, six hours each throughout the night.

After the rain, the sudden heat surprised them, but they haven’t forgotten their most important mission at the moment.

To observe the Salvation Army’s tracks.

Waiting, just waiting.

A whole day passed, and during the night, a bright light suddenly flashed ahead.

The light was long, coming from at least 10 vehicles forming a convoy.

It happened to be Uncle’s watch; upon seeing this, he quickly woke Third Uncle.

Third Uncle, using a telescope, saw a small bag on one of the vehicles, a bag that previously belonged to members of the Salvation Army.

Alright, confirmed, these people are the Salvation Army!

If Li Yu and the others were here, they would surely recognize some of these people, including Group Leader Qian, from the Salvation Army who had been here before.

Third Uncle turned to Uncle and said, ”We’ll leave one person to keep an eye on them, and one to go back to get Li Yu and the others to return. I’ll stay and track them. Go back now.”

Uncle looked at Third Uncle and didn’t argue over the decision. He simply agreed.

They observed a while longer and clearly saw the convoy heading toward the county.

These Salvation Army members, some of whom had been here before, had subjugated some groups and knew their locations.

As Uncle watched the convoy depart from the national highway, he ran downstairs to an electric car below and pulled out a small folding electric scooter from the rear.

The scooter was prepared for Third Uncle; since he needed to follow discretely, this silent and convenient scooter was perfect.

”Walkie-talkie, we can use it to communicate,” said Third Uncle after finishing his preparations.

He packed his belongings, mounted the scooter, and followed the Salvation Army from a distance.

Uncle nodded, turned to get into his vehicle, started it up, and hurried back to the base, a drive that would take over twenty minutes.

Time was of the essence.

He had to notify Li Yu and the others as quickly as possible to come and deal with this new wave of the Salvation Army.

These Salvation Army members would definitely inquire with the small teams in the city and conduct searches.

Although it was unclear how long the Salvation Army would stay, the earlier they arrived, the more time they’d have for tactical preparation.

Meanwhile, Third Uncle rode a mini electric donkey, his imposing figure fully geared up on a tiny scooter, an indescribable sight amidst the absurdity.