Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse

But by midnight, Yun Xiaoxiao began to feel a sharp pain in her stomach.

She curled up, her body drenched in cold sweat from the agony.

Weakly, she called out, hoping for help.

Yet Zhang Fen was in another room, sleeping like a log, completely unaware of Yun Xiaoxiao’s condition.

The pain was so unbearable that Yun Xiaoxiao eventually passed out.

It wasn’t until past ten the next morning that Zhang Fen lazily finished making breakfast and went to wake Yun Xiaoxiao.

"What’s wrong with this brat? Why isn’t she up yet?"

Zhang Fen pursed her lips in displeasure.

She pushed open the door and found Yun Xiaoxiao still curled up in bed, which only fueled her impatience.

"How late is it already? Get up!"

She shook Yun Xiaoxiao roughly.

But ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‍after several attempts, Yun Xiaoxiao showed no signs of waking. Zhang Fen’s expression shifted as she realized something was wrong.

Quickly, she reached out to check Yun Xiaoxiao’s breathing.

Then she let out a sigh of relief.

At least she was still alive!

Only then did she notice Yun Xiaoxiao’s unnaturally flushed face.

She touched the girl’s forehead.

Burning hot!

Zhang Fen swallowed hard.

"How did this brat get such a high fever? Could it be from the cucumber last night?"

The thought made her shake her head vigorously.

"No, no, that can’t be. I ate it too, and I’m fine. Besides, we’ve had that kind before, and nothing ever happened."

Steadying herself, she pulled out her phone and called Yun Shaokai.

It took a while before the call connected.

"What is it?"

A cold, indifferent voice answered.

Zhang Fen hurriedly explained that Yun Xiaoxiao had fainted and was running a high fever.

"If she’s sick, take her to the hospital. What good is calling me? Am I a doctor? Fine, I’m busy. Take her, and I’ll reimburse whatever it costs."

After those curt words, Yun Shaokai hung up.

Zhang Fen put her phone away, picked up Yun Xiaoxiao with a frown, and sighed. Though relieved, a flicker of disdain flashed in her eyes.

She had initially worried Yun Shaokai would scold her.

But now…

Hah. With parents who couldn’t care less, what was there to fear?

In the beginning, she had actually taken good care of Yun Xiaoxiao.

But over time, she noticed Yun Shaokai and Jiang Rui'an rarely came home.

Even when they did stay overnight, they always gave her advance notice—so she could clean their room and change the sheets.

That way, they never caught her mistreating Yun Xiaoxiao.

Gradually, she grew lax. Then outright neglectful.

At the emergency room, the doctor diagnosed Yun Xiaoxiao with acute enteritis.

He warned that if they had arrived an hour or two later, her condition would have been dire.

Normally, enteritis wasn’t life-threatening.

But because Yun Xiaoxiao’s symptoms had come on so suddenly, and she hadn’t received immediate treatment, her case had become severe.

Thankfully, after days of care, she slowly recovered.

Zhang Fen checked her out of the hospital.

The doctor had suggested staying a couple more days to recuperate.

But Yun Shaokai called, saying he needed Yun Xiaoxiao the next day to finalize his divorce with Jiang Rui'an.

So they left early.

Throughout Yun Xiaoxiao’s hospitalization, neither Yun Shaokai nor Jiang Rui'an visited even once.

The moment Zhang Fen and Yun Xiaoxiao returned home, Yun Shaokai arrived—with his mistress, Tong Jiajia, in tow.

After Zhang Fen cooked dinner, she left, having already gotten permission from Yun Shaokai. She claimed she needed to tend to a family emergency after spending days caring for Yun Xiaoxiao in the hospital.

Still weak, Yun Xiaoxiao ate little before retreating to her room.

The little girl sat on her bed, hugging her knees, resting her head on them.

The light in her eyes had dimmed.

At such a young age, she already understood—her parents’ divorce was inevitable, and her loneliness would never end…

She buried her face in the blanket, crying silently, afraid to make a sound.

Her father hated it when she cried. He always said, "Kids who cry are just annoying."

The night passed quietly.

But the next morning, as Yun Shaokai opened the door—

A terrifying, rotting face lunged at him, jaws gaping wide with a guttural snarl.

He slammed the door shut with a bang, stumbling backward, heart pounding.

"What the hell was that?!"

Trembling, he pressed a hand to his chest.

Then he rushed to close every window in the house.

While doing so, he spotted more of those… things—shambling near the villa.

Their grotesque appearances sent a chill down his spine. He immediately dialed emergency services.

The operator said police resources were stretched thin and they’d have to wait for rescue.

So Yun Shaokai, Yun Xiaoxiao, and Tong Jiajia remained trapped inside.

At first, Yun Shaokai wasn’t too worried.

Surely help would come.

He and Tong Jiajia spent their days indulging in… adult activities, locked away in their room.

But as days passed with no rescue and food dwindling, Yun Shaokai grew uneasy.

Online rumors only fueled his agitation.

Sometimes, when Yun Xiaoxiao timidly asked for food, he’d snap at her.

"You’re just a kid! Why do you eat so much?"

Yet she barely had enough to fill her stomach.

She wanted to protest but didn’t dare.

When supplies ran out, hunger gnawed at them for days. Weak and desperate, Yun Shaokai knew they had to leave—or starve.

But how?

Those monsters outside…

His gaze shifted between Yun Xiaoxiao and Tong Jiajia, a calculating gleam in his eyes.

He needed bait.

Something to lure the creatures away so he could reach the garage.

If he had to choose, he’d abandon Yun Xiaoxiao without hesitation.

A child would only slow him down.

This was the apocalypse—who had time to babysit?

He refused to risk his life for her.

Even if she was his daughter.

In his heart, he whispered: Don’t blame me. I have no choice.

He shared his plan with Tong Jiajia.

She was thrilled.

With the bait drawing the monsters away, they could finally ditch the brat.

So they packed light, then told Yun Xiaoxiao they were taking her outside to find food.

Yun Shaoxiao was stunned by her father’s sudden gentleness.

And the fact that he hadn’t abandoned her?

It made her happier than she’d been in a long time.