Seventh-floor bedroom.
"Itâs already so late, why hasnât zombie dad come back yet?"
Ji Ruxue lay on the bed, feeling a bit restless. She had clearly heard the enormous explosion from that shop as well as the terrifying roar of the evolved zombies earlier.
The angry roar of the tank-type zombie in the middle of the night was chilling to hear.
Even though Ji Ruxue was a reborn empress, in her current infant state, facing this strengthened, combat-power-enhanced evolved zombie would only lead to one outcome: death.
Now, being on the seventh floor, Ji Ruxue wasnât particularly worried about being exposed. However, the zombie dad who hadnât returned yet made her a bit anxious.
Ordinary zombies without evolution, encountering these evolved zombies only have one path: death.
Even a survivor camp, if lacking enough firepower and preparation, could potentially be wiped out by such tank-type zombies!
"My zombie dad, please donât get into any trouble..."
"I canât even walk on the ground yet. If something happens to you, Iâm done for."
Ji Ruxue even began to wonder if her destiny was just destined to be that tough. In both her past life and present life, it seems she was somewhat unlucky with her parents...
At last, now she had a zombie dad who had died once before, she just began to feel the warmth of paternal love - could it be that she was about to return to a shattered beginning again?!
Originally Ji Ruxue was practicing the Glazed Breathing Technique, but now all that appeared in her mind were images of Lu Chuan, making her troubled and unable to calm down to practice.
Unconsciously, the father and daughter who accidentally met had already regarded each other as critically important companions in this apocalypse.
Clearly, Lu Chuanâs eyes were full of blood-red, but Ji Ruxue always felt as though she could see the loving kindness of a father through her zombie dadâs gaze.
She didnât want this hard-won family affection to fade so quickly.
Click!
At that moment, the sound of the door opening came from outside, and Ji Ruxue instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ordinary low-level zombies donât understand locks; only her zombie dad, who retained human consciousness, could do such an odd thing...
"Thatâs good, thank goodness nothing happened."
A smile appeared on Ji Ruxueâs face.
Lu Chuan walked in and saw the little one smiling at him, such a cute sight made him feel as if his heart was warmed.
For this little one, even when facing stronger zombies, Lu Chuan felt he possessed enough courage.
Lu Chuan went straight to the kitchen and began to prepare formula milk.
He had planned out a trap to kill the big zombie, combined with devouring the Crystal Core, which took quite a bit of time. The little one must be hungry.
Thinking about the significant increase in strength today, and watching the little one drink milk so sweetly, Lu Chuan felt truly delighted.
Though still in an apocalypse now, Lu Chuan increasingly felt hope for his life.
This anticipation and expectation for life were completely unparalleled compared to when he spent his previous month in confusion and chaos.
"Little Qiqi be good, dadâs strength has increased again, in the future I can better protect you and help you survive in this apocalypse!"
Perhaps itâs the continuously strengthening power, perhaps itâs the gradually changing apocalypse, or perhaps itâs the little oneâs pure and beautiful smile.
Lu Chuan felt his somewhat decaying body seemed to emit vast vitality.
Although he had become a zombie now, life seemed to have gained new joys.
After all, before reincarnation, his life of working overtime every day at the company, going to and fro like a walking corpse, wasnât particularly interesting either.
In the two days following the increase in strength, Lu Chuan hadnât left Building No. 5 again.
Instead, through telekinesis, he dispatched his Corpse Puppets nearby to search for supplies.
Operating several Corpse Puppets to work simultaneously was much faster than Lu Chuan himself transporting things.
Now Lu Chuan directly turned the rooms on several floors downstairs into his warehouse.
All sorts of supplies little Qiqi might need now or in the future were completely collected by Lu Chuan.
This entire building was treated as Lu Chuanâs private property.
Not only these baby supplies and foods, but Lu Chuan also collected a lot of tools to deal with zombies.
Upon witnessing the fierce battle scenes of those two evolved zombies, Lu Chuan also realized that perhaps after that Blood Moon night, this world, already unfamiliar to him, had changed once more.
If he wants to survive better, he must enhance his combat power and make certain defensive preparations.
Lu Chuan transported back some gas tanks through his Corpse Control, obtained fire axes from every closed-off building, beverages that can be ignited to make Molotov cocktails.
Even crowbars, shovels, and kitchen knives werenât spared - whatever was useful was brought back.
During this time, Lu Chuan either cared for Little Qiqi or practiced combat techniques in an empty room himself.
Although he basically repeated similar daily routines, Lu Chuan still felt very fulfilled, after all, he could distinctly feel his power continually strengthening.
As long as he keeps getting stronger, the chances of surviving in this apocalypse will increase a fraction.
Meanwhile, Ji Ruxue lay in bed, drinking milk every day and practicing the Glazed Breathing Technique.
Now her body was too weak, Ji Ruxue had to use the Breathing Technique to enhance her strength.
The energy factor in the air continually improved Ji Ruxueâs frail body while also enhancing her somewhat weak telekinesis as a baby.
After finishing her training, Ji Ruxue slowly exhaled a mouthful of murky air. After a period of practice, her telekinesis had become a bit stronger than before.
Hearing faint sounds from the living room, Ji Ruxue slightly frowned.
Her zombie dad, perhaps because he retained his consciousness from when he was alive, previously would go out to search for supplies at night.
But now, it had been two days without going out...
Thinking back to the battle between evolved zombies two days ago, and the unexplained explosions and terrifying zombie howls near the community.
Ji Ruxue suspected her zombie dad was probably unlucky and had encountered those transcendent zombies that evolved special abilities.
After transcendent zombie evolution, just the intense aura alone would already be beyond mere lower-tier zombies.
It could be said that evolved zombies and ordinary low-tier zombies, though both are zombies, would gradually split into different species.
The suppression of higher-level power was extremely terrifying, and ordinary low-tier zombies could hardly resist this aura.
More so, the combat power of evolved zombies far exceeds that of ordinary zombies.
Ji Ruxue could imagine, as an ordinary low-tier zombie, zombie dad should be feeling very scared now.