"Lin Qianhuan, hurry up and open the door for me! You dare to hide that you won 680 million after tax from the lottery? Just wait until I peel your skin off!"
The sound of curses mixed with loud knocks jolted the person in a dream awake.
Lin Qianhuan opened her eyes, somewhat dazed, and when she saw the familiar yet strange surroundings, she was momentarily stunned.
Wasn't this the old apartment she rented before the zombie outbreak?
But hadn't she already died? Why was she here?
There was no time for further thought; the shouting outside grew louder, and she even heard the sound of a lock being pried open. The already flimsy security door was on the verge of collapsing.
"Dare to go against me? Have you forgotten how I beat you when you were little? You think just because you've grown up, you can ignore my discipline! You little wretch, just like your mother! Hurry up and hand over the lottery money! Not a single cent less!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Qianhuan's expression instantly turned cold.
Lin Fu, her abusive and alcoholic father, the nightmare that had haunted her all her life.
After the zombie outbreak, he had taken over her house, seized all her survival supplies, and when she was caught off guard, he had drugged her, tied her up, and sold her to a group of beasts.
If she hadn't awakened her powers, she might have really perished in that den of wolves.
But why was Lin Fu emphasizing the lottery money? She had won it more than a month before the apocalypse began...
Thinking of this, Lin Qianhuan's pupils constricted, and she hurriedly grabbed her phone. When she saw the date displayed on the screen, her eyes widened in disbelief.
January 26, 2024, exactly one month before the large-scale zombie outbreak.
She had been reborn!
Lin Qianhuan pinched her arm hard; the sharp pain pulled her back from the edge of ecstasy.
It was real, not a dream. She had truly been reborn one month before the zombie outbreak, before the terrible disaster had begun.
Before she could even feel joy, the security door finally couldn't hold up any longer and was kicked open forcefully by Lin Fu.
He burst in with bloodshot eyes, filled with a thirst for money.
"Hide, go ahead and hide!
You really think I can't do anything to you? Hand over the money, or I swear I'll beat you to death today!"
He held an axe in his hand, the cold glint reflecting off Lin Qianhuan's delicate face, but it didn't stir a single ripple of fear.
The security door fell to the ground, and a crowd of onlookers stood outside, yet none dared to step forward to stop the crazed Lin Fu. Only a few scattered individuals in the crowd had called the police.