"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding" 。Wen Yu vaguely opened his eyes, and consciousness returned as the alarm clock by the bed rang. 。

"This, this is..."

Looking at the tidy rented house in front of him, and touching his own intact
, Wen Yu's thoughts couldn't help but go back to just now...

Just now, Wen Yu and his hunting squad were executing a mission

。

As for the so-called hunting squad, it was merely a third-rate squad within a third-rate gathering place. And the strongest member of the team, Wen Yu himself, was just a newly promoted second-level warrior.

。For a team of this level, in the apocalypse, everyone knows that they are just cannon fodder. 。And so-called missions, of course, are also a kind of cannon fodder level mission... to attract the attention of a fifth-level mutated creature. 。Then, lure it into the main squad's default trap. 。The enormous reward and the sharp swords made it impossible for Wenyu to refuse this death-defying mission. 。It's a pity that cannon fodder can never change its nature. 。When Wen Yu led his cannon fodder squad to receive the target, they were also facing a full 30 level-three mutated creatures at the same time. 。When Wenyu understood the situation and tried to run away, the entire cannon fodder squad had already been torn apart one-third. 。And Wen Yu himself, at a distance of 100 meters from the trap, was smashed to death by that level five mutated beast's palm. 。Then, when Wen Yu opened his eyes again, he saw the small rented house where he had lived for three years. 。"

"What’s going on?"

Wen Yu immediately got up and stood directly beside the mirror on his bedside table

" 。Looking at myself in the mirror, my frail body was completely devoid of its former strength. 。You know, before, even though I was just cannon fodder, at least I had the strength of a level two warrior. My power was about a ton, and my whole body was well-defined with sharp edges and a muscular build. 。

Now, Wenwen in front of me is so frail and ordinary, just like the average older brother next door.

。The more Wen Yu looked at himself, the more he felt a sense of familiarity, like the way he was before he changed careers. 。"Could it be?" Wen Yu seemed to have thought of something, suddenly rushing to the computer and carefully looking at the date on the computer screen. 。"May 25, 2017. This... this was the beginning of the apocalypse. It had been a year. Could it be... that I'd been reborn? I'd been reborn! Hahahahaha, hahahahaha..."Wen Yu's laughter grew louder and more frantic. As he thought about his tragic fate in his past life, tears streamed down his face as he laughed. 。If I could live my life again, would I still be a weak and insignificant character? Would I still endure the exploitation and contempt of the strong? Would I still go through that hellish life? "Absolutely not, never, never!" 。"Wen Yu's crazy masterpiece, this is heaven's favor and blessing upon himself." 。

Wen Yu let out a deep sigh.

。"

"Ah…"

Suddenly, a shrill cry broke the peace of the residential district

" 。What's the matter, won't you let me rest? 。"What's wrong with you?" 。"Oh my god, this is so heartbreaking." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。

"

Countless shouts came from the building, with many people strongly protesting against the sudden screams.

。But, the cries didn't stop, instead they grew louder. They weren't just coming from downstairs in the building, but also from the hallway and even inside people's homes, where different screams of agony could be heard. 。"Help! Someone has been murdered!" 。"Honey, what's wrong? Honey, don't bite me, oh, ah..." Wen Yu suddenly had a bad feeling. He quickly locked the door to his house, found a table and quickly wedged it against the door, then quickly walked to the window and looked down. 。All they could see was the tragic source of it all: a young couple who had just gotten married, now suddenly showing off their affection in the middle of the community courtyard. 。

The man tightly embraced his wife, frantically kissing her cheeks. This would have been a good deed, provided there wasn't blood and flesh mixed in with the man's...

。This scene, Wen Yu had seen in his previous life as well. Because this was the first picture Wen Yu saw when the apocalypse arrived. 。At that time, Wen Yu looked at the four splashing blood and eyeballs, he vomited all over the place. This life, Wen Yu could only silently mutter in his heart: "Damn it." 。Wen Yu knew the apocalypse was coming and had fully mentally prepared himself for its arrival. 。But, it's only limited to mental preparation. It's been just five minutes since I was reborn, you know? 。Five minutes to confirm and accept the fact of one's rebirth is already a sign of strong psychological resilience. 。Then, as Wen Yu thought about how he should prepare some assets and weaponry, the apocalypse had already kissed his pure forehead. 。"Oh, God! Are you playing me again? Where's the promised benefits for reincarnators? At least give me a usable weapon!" 。No matter how Wen Yu complains, the current situation is just like this. 。Wen Yu carefully examined his small rental house, trying to find something that could be considered a martial arts weapon. 。Then, in less than three seconds, Wen Yu lost... 。The rental apartment was small to begin with, so there was naturally no space for a kitchen. As such, Wen Yu would not find any knives or cutting tools like those in the house. 。

Helplessly, he picked up the fruit knife on the table and lightly scraped his hand across the blade. "Anything is better than nothing, isn't it? Even a fruit knife that barely cuts an apple..."

。Now that it has come to this, Wen Yu can only find some solace in the fruit knife. 。

Looking at the food I had stored, as a lifelong single dog, an orphan without parents, and a houseman who spends all day with the computer

。

There are still a lot of instant noodles. Besides that, there's also a small jar of...

。Remember the last life, I relied on two boxes of instant noodles in the house to get through a month. 。Before he died, a group of survivors came looking for him, and that's when his year-long journey as cannon fodder began. 。Wen Yu carefully packed up his belongings, putting a few packs of instant noodles into his backpack, along with a few bottles of mineral water and some Chinese sausages. 。These are the basic things you're going to take with you. 。Then he found a mop, kicked the head off with a few kicks, and intertwined the handle with a fruit knife, forging a simple spear. Of course, its combat effectiveness is yet to be tested. 。She pulled out her own set of autumn leaves and put them on, then found some discarded books and magazines, twisting them around her wrists. These were her armor. 。

With backpack on his shoulders and spear in hand, Wen Yu slowly opened a door. He made sure the hallway was safe, then slowly pushed it open.

。Wenyuan lived on the third floor. When he opened the door, he found that the opposite door was ajar, and strange giggling sounds came from inside. 。A lovely elderly couple 。I'll still help you solve it. 。"Wen Yu already understood that the kind old couple next door had suffered a tragedy." 。Wen Yu quietly pulled open the door opposite, and saw that the usually kind old master was facing away from him, leaning on his wife and biting her with big mouthfuls. 。And Auntie stared blankly at the ceiling with wide eyes. 。

Death, the sign of the apocalypse's beginning

。The widely accepted view is that with the opening of the demon realm channel, the leakage of demonic energy caused some humans without resistance to mutate into this rotten and filthy monster. 。Although they look terrifying and disgusting, these zombies are actually the weakest of the undead in the early stages of the apocalypse. 。Corrupted by demonic energy, their flesh has rotted and crumbled, leaving them weak and slow compared to humans. 。As long as humans can overcome their fear and have a weapon powerful enough to break open a zombie's skull, even one person could kill several zombies. 。For Wen Yu, who had survived in the apocalypse for a year, this low-level creature couldn't evoke any fear in him at all. 。Maybe the sound of the door opening startled the mourning guests at their meal. The old man, Lao Ye, slowly turned his head, his pale pupils fixated on Wen Yu, who was fully armed. 。Wen Yu naturally knew the principle of striking first to gain an advantage. He suddenly kicked Shan with a flying kick, knocking him down and stepping hard on Shan's... 。

Sorrow struggled ceaselessly, but was unable to shake off Wen Yu's power. He roared relentlessly.

。Wen Yu paid no heed to the sound of the dying man's moans. He adjusted his angle and thrust his spear fiercely into the corpse's eye socket. The corpse twitched twice on the ground, then remained still. 。"Ding, killing a level 0 zombie, gaining one point." 。Wen Yu let out a breath, looking at the fallen mourner, his spear piercing through him. A pool of blood flowed out from the wound. 。

Just less than ten minutes after the transformation, the shade of death had already darkened noticeably.

。Wen Yu silently mourned in his heart, walked towards the old woman who was a horrible sight, and stabbed her dead head with a spear. 。

(Editor in charge：howl's moving castle novel)