Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

The zombie was hit by a bullet and instantly collapsed to the right.

Gan Hu gratefully looked in the direction of the shot; it was Yao Zuo.

He held the gun with both hands, and in a flash of lightning, he was completely drenched, the heavy rain blowing in from outside the window, soaking his hair.

Raindrops trickled down from his hair, one by one.

”Thanks! Luckily you shot, otherwise I’d be dead!” Gan Hu said to Yao Zuo, filled with gratitude after the close call.

Yao Zuo, eyes resolute, spoke to Gan Hu: ”Brother Hu, are you okay?”

Gan Hu patted his thigh, feeling less weak, and said, ”I’m fine.”

Yao Zuo nodded immediately, walked to the window, and after being stunned for a few seconds, said to Gan Hu behind him: ”Brother Hu, you should come and see this.”

Gan Hu felt uneasy in his heart; his legs had been numb and weak earlier and hadn’t fully recovered, but he forced himself to move over there.

Standing by the window, he saw the flood completely submerged the Orange Continent, the Xiangjiang River completely vanished, and the Cross-river Bridge was nowhere to be seen.

The ten-story building that used to be to the right of their building was also gone, completely submerged.

The previously 28-floor Puhua Building, nearly 90 meters above ground, now visually appeared to have shrunk by two-thirds in height.

This meant the flood had submerged over ten, even twenty floors of height.

Hiss—

Gan Hu drew in a sharp breath, looking out over the vast expanse of water during the thunderstorm. Where there had been countless buildings, now only a few dozen remained, and they were all submerged below.

In the vast waters, zombies were densely packed, like ants, covering the entire water surface.

At that moment, there was a loud noise outside their door.

Thud!

........

After the dam was submerged, the floodwaters discharged.

From west to east.

Flowing eastward along the Long River.

The riverbank areas were hit the hardest, and cities along the banks were almost entirely flooded.

Jing City, Yue City, Wu City, Chang City...... were hit by the powerful torrent in turn.

Various tributaries also faced surging floodwaters.

The lakes Dongting and Poyang overflowed instantly as the floodwaters rushed in.

One flowing towards the Xiangjiang River, the other towards the Ganjiang River.

.......

Midstream of the Long River.

Less than 300 kilometers from Chang City.

Rao City.

Outskirts.

Sanqing Mountain.

Altitude 2,000 meters.

At the 1,000-meter-high mountainside, on a protruding platform.

A small traditional-style hut stood firm in the storm.

Inside.

Xu Chengcai picked up a metal bucket, filled it with rainwater from outside, then set it on the flame to boil.

The room, less than ten square meters, along with the hidden small storage inside.

Totaling only about twelve to thirteen square meters.

Yet it was neatly and thoroughly cleaned.

Clothes, blankets, and sleeping bags they had picked up before were hanging on the walls.

In this small hut, the southeast corner was lower and had a small hole to pour water inside.

Xu Chengcai and Xiao Yong were both filthy, with dirt under their nails, matted hair, and faces covered with dried mud.....

Along the way, they had no time or means to wash.

Just days ago, the temperature was still below freezing, and they dared not bathe. Even as the stench became unbearable, they feared getting sick.

But in this rain-drenched hut, the walls shielded them from the storm’s fury.

The warmth from the fire made the small space cozy.

They finally wanted to clean themselves.

Gurgle—

The water in the metal bucket had boiled.

Xu Chengcai undid his filthy clothes, gazed at the washed and fire-dried clothes on the wall, feeling a sense of anticipation.

In the storage, he found some wire and a shoe brush to scrape the layer of grime from his body.

........