Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse

"Then let me test the drug."

Xiao Feng extended his arm, revealing his sun-kissed skin.

"Hey, are you insane?!"

Nie Yizhou quickly pulled his hand back.

But Xiao Feng stretched it out again. "I'm not crazy. I trust Old Zhong and the others. At worst..."

He shot a glance at Ling Jing.

"Since he's useless, I’ll just sacrifice myself and let him bite me."

Ling Jing: "......"

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Meanwhile.

Western Base.

A small figure approached the base's main gate.

"Little Commander Yun?!"

A man stationed at the entrance exclaimed in surprise.

Others turned their heads at the sound.

There, ‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ was slowly walking toward the gate.

"Go report it—Little Commander Yun from Yun City is here!"

Yun Xiaoxiao had made a name for herself during the battle at the Western Base, so nearly everyone recognized her.

The moment she appeared, all eyes were on her.

Hao Ren also hurried over at the commotion.

He smiled warmly at ‘Yun Xiaoxiao.’

"Little Commander Yun, are you here to discuss the final battle plans with our base leader?"

‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ remained silent, only giving a slight nod.

"Ah, understood. Let me take you there right away."

Hao Ren promptly opened the car door, gesturing for ‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ to enter, his demeanor full of respect.

The distance from the gate to Peng Shaowei’s office was quite long, requiring a drive.

Once ‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ was seated, Hao Ren returned to the driver’s seat.

However, as he glanced at the silent ‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ through the rearview mirror, he frowned slightly, sensing something off.

Hadn’t the battle plans already been finalized over the radio?

Why would Little Commander Yun make a special trip?

Was there something important left unsaid?

Or was it too sensitive for the radio?

Unable to figure it out, he stopped overthinking and focused on driving ‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ to Peng Shaowei’s office.

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"Love till death, cry till you smile..."

Just as the atmosphere grew tense, Mu Yang’s phone rang.

"Pfft—"

Nie Yizhou couldn’t hold back, bursting into laughter.

"HAHAHAHA... Yang-ge, that ringtone... really suits your personality... pfft HAHAHA..."

Mu Yang’s temple throbbed.

"I didn’t set this!"

His phone had met its unfortunate demise yesterday, forcing him to buy a new one.

He swore he had no idea how this ringtone even got there!

This was the first call he’d received since getting the new phone.

Meaning, it was also the first time he’d heard such a... distinctive ringtone.

Nie Yizhou ignored his explanation, still laughing uncontrollably.

Mu Yang sighed.

Whatever.

Done with the idiot, he pressed answer.

"Yeah, what is it?"

But his expression darkened instantly as he listened.

"What?! Base Leader Peng was seriously injured? And they’re saying the kid did it?!"

His voice rose with each word.

By the end, his eyes narrowed sharply.

The kid had been at their base the whole time—how could she have hurt Base Leader Peng?

Either someone was lying, or this was complete nonsense!

Yun Xiaoxiao and the others overheard.

Pointing at herself, Yun Xiaoxiao blinked innocently.

She hurt Base Leader Peng? Since when?

What a massive accusation…

"What’s going on?" Lu Chen frowned.

Mu Yang hung up, his face grim.

"The radio operator Xiao Liu just called. Said the Western Base sent a message.

They claim Little Commander went over there and critically injured Base Leader Peng.

He’s in emergency care now—his condition unknown.

They’re demanding an explanation from her.

Otherwise, no matter the cost, the Western Base will hold Yun City accountable."

"That’s ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‍absolute bullshit! The kid never left the base—how could she be thousands of miles away hurting someone?!" Nie Yizhou swore, exasperated.

Ling Jing rubbed his chin. "Seems like someone disguised themselves as her to commit the crime."

"But how? No matter how good the disguise, they can’t look exactly like her." Xiao Feng frowned.

Lu Chen’s gaze sharpened. "Unless they have a special ability."

"You mean shapeshifting?" Mu Yang asked.

Lu Chen nodded. "If they’re so sure it was Xiaoxiao, then the imposter must’ve looked identical. In a world with all kinds of abilities, one that lets someone alter their appearance isn’t far-fetched."

In the pre-apocalypse world, it would’ve been unbelievable.

But now, with bizarre powers everywhere, it wasn’t surprising.

"Hell no, framing the kid? They’ve got a death wish!" Nie Yizhou clenched his fists.

"Did they catch the fake?" Xiao Feng asked.

Nie Yizhou rolled his eyes. "Dumbass, if they caught them, they wouldn’t be sending us angry messages. Obviously, they got away, so now they want us to take the blame."

Crude but accurate.

"Let’s go."

"Where?"

Seeing Yun Xiaoxiao already moving, Nie Yizhou was confused.

Yun Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly. "To find the other ‘me,’ of course."

Find them. Then kill them.

Well—maybe run a small... experiment first.

Before leaving, she specifically asked Zhong Mingsheng for a new vaccine, a vial of zombie virus blood, and two syringes.

If they couldn’t test it on their own people, they’d find someone outside.

Maybe they’d get lucky and stumble upon a perfect test subject.

From the hospital, Yun Xiaoxiao and the others teleported straight to the airfield outside the base.

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‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ swiftly moved, arriving at a city near the Western Base.

The city’s zombies had already been wiped out.

The crumbling buildings stood silent, lifeless.

‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ entered an office building.

Inside, aside from dried corpses and a putrid stench, there was nothing.

She climbed to the eighteenth floor.

Stopped at a door.

Knocked.

"Enter."

A boy’s voice answered.

‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ pushed the door open.

In front of a massive floor-to-ceiling window sat a swivel chair.

As she stepped in, the chair turned.

A boy in a baseball cap slowly lifted his head.

When his eyes landed on ‘Yun Xiaoxiao,’ a flicker of hatred passed through them.

‘Yun Xiaoxiao’ flinched. Her body trembled, then suddenly expanded.

In seconds, she transformed into a voluptuous woman—a devil’s body, an angel’s face, and most strikingly, a pair of mesmerizing eyes.

She dropped to one knee.

"Master!"

Her voice was reverent as she gazed up at Tong Zhan.