Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space Chapter 1 1: Prologue: The Last Call

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Roar!!!

With the sun dipping below the western sky, echoes of gunshots and blasts blended with zombie howls across the region. The foul odor of decaying meat combined with the metallic tang of blood hung so heavily it dulled the senses.

Perched on the roof of a three-level building, multiple teams of survivors found themselves encircled by endless hordes of zombies. Bullets flew and powers erupted from them, intensifying the stench of mortality in the air.

In the midst of the turmoil, a slender female survivor drove her dagger into a zombie's skull. Exhaustion had drained the color from her cheeks, and perspiration soaked through her outfit. Ignoring the grime and putrid gore staining her garments, she swiped the sweat from her forehead using the back of her hand.

She hadn't even taken a moment to recover when a zombie lunged at her from the flank. Spotting the assault, she summoned her final burst of energy to leap aside, narrowly evading the deadly talons swiping for her skull.

In her tumble to the rooftop, a corroded metal shard pierced her shoulder. Crimson liquid oozed from the gash and pattered onto the surface, making her already ashen complexion even more ghostly. The fresh blood scent drove the nearby undead into a frenzy, lunging at her with greater speed.

Lifting her hand, she unleashed a flurry of water slashes toward the zombies, managing to sever the heads of three in a single strike.

Nearby, a female figure shielded at the heart of the group fixed her with icy, spiteful stares. In contrast to the slim survivor who was depleting her reserves and approaching collapse, this one brimmed with vitality and vigor. Her pristine white gown remained spotless compared to everyone else's.

"We're at our limit! Boss, we need to break out somehow!" a male voice bellowed abruptly.

His cry jolted the woman into awareness that inaction could mean her end right there.

'I refuse to perish in this place!' her mind screamed as fear surged through her.

Following a brief deliberation, her gaze fixed on the slender woman's rear. Should that individual meet her fate here, the woman could claim the man she coveted. Her disgraceful history would stay buried forever.

As soon as the idea formed, her fingers tightened in thrilled anticipation. While approaching the slim survivor, the team leader's voice rang out: "Team, backup has arrived! Just endure a bit more, and we're out of danger!"

At those words, she whipped around and spotted a squad of males charging in their direction, mowing down zombies as they advanced. Upon recognizing the leader at the front, a mix of delight and worry sparked in her eyes.

'I have to eliminate her before he gets here!' she resolved inwardly, a cruel spark igniting in her gaze.

This opportunity was her sole shot at eliminating the rival!

Decision made, she charged at the slender woman and shoved her backward with every bit of force she possessed, no second thoughts.

Stunned by the unexpected shove, the slender woman stumbled toward the zombie swarm and plummeted off the roof. Realizing her fate was sealed, she twisted to identify her betrayer, only to confront the one she had trusted above all.

She stared at her supposed ally, whose eyes burned with venomous envy and rage, and whispered in shock, "Why?"

Regrettably, no response would come, for the instant she plunged into the undead mass, they ripped her to shreds.

"Aaah!" her agonized scream pierced the air as her body was mangled and her skeleton shattered. The agony of live devouring overwhelmed her, ravaging not just her form but her very spirit.

Just before the zombies engulfed her completely, the final sound reaching her was a ragged male cry bellowing her name in anguish: "Ah Zhi!!"

'Whose voice is that?'

That fleeting question marked her final notion as oblivion claimed her forever.