"Let go of my brother! Where are you taking him?!"

A child's voice, childish and panicked, cried out.

Zhuang Yun Dai was awakened by the crying.

I only feel a terrible headache, the kind that feels like the wind is howling inside my skull.

Zhuo Yun-dai thought a little annoyed, "Damn it, whose kid is crying so miserably? Not even the adults are paying attention?

Then Zhuang Yundai suddenly reacted.

That's not right!

Mingming had already absorbed his own crystal nucleus and perished alongside the Corpse King. How is he still conscious?

Then, a nameless memory surged into his mind like a flood.

This information is a bit overwhelming, my head's feeling a little fuzzy.

However, this also allowed Zhuang Yundai to understand the current situation.

The strongest warrior of the Storm Base in the apocalypse, King Storm, after dying alongside the Zombie King in a fight to the death, was reborn into ancient times as a twelve-year-old farm boy named after himself.

This poor, silly child had a miserable life. He got sick with a fever as a kid and became an idiot. His father went to the battlefield and died there within a few years. As for his mother, when she saw her husband was dead, she lost all hope and ran away with the government's condolence money, abandoning the poor fool and his two younger dragon-born siblings.

With the father dead and the mother gone, the three children's life at their grandfather's house was undoubtedly difficult. Later, when the youngest child, Xiaosha, fell ill, his aunt, fearing contagion, drove all three children to a dilapidated, half-collapsed old house.

Right now, Little Silly is critically ill. His younger brother was helpless and after being coaxed by a human trafficker, decided to sell himself to buy medicine for his older sister.

Zhuang Yun Dai was still thinking, but she could only hear the child's cries getting more and more desperate: "Brother! Woo woo woo, where are you taking my brother!"

Zhuang Yundai struggled to open her eyes. All she saw was a child, barely half her height, stumbling over the rotting threshold and chasing after something. He tripped and fell, luckily grabbing hold of a man's leg.

A man had a ragged little boy tucked under his arm. The boy was sobbing and pleading with the child, "Little sister, go back and take care of your elder sister!"

"Please, don't take my brother away!" the child cried, clutching at the man's legs.

"Get out of here!" The man impatiently tried to shake the child's hand off.

"Stop!"

A hoarse, unpleasant shout rang out.

Zhuang Yundai was leaning weakly against the doorframe, and all the little boys looked over in this direction.

Both little faces were dirty, with tears washing the dirt into streaks. The two children cried out in surprised joy, "Big sister, you're awake!"

Zhuanyun Dai stared at the man with a young boy tucked under his armpit: "You kidnapper, where are you taking my brother?"

It's fate that led me to live again in this little girl's body. Since I have been given a second chance at life, I will take responsibility for what she needs to do.

The little boys, upon seeing Zhuang Yun's beauty, were all quite excited.

Not only did my elder sister wake up from her coma, but she was also back to normal, just like any other person. She wasn't stupid anymore!

It must have been their pleas that the gods heard!

The immortals are so great!

That tooth-seller let out a "Ouch!" and glanced unhappily at the sallow, thin face of Zhuang Yundai, who looked as lifeless as a corpse. She gritted her teeth and spat, "I'm telling you, sickly child, don't talk nonsense! I run a legitimate dental practice registered with the government! Your brother loves you and is willing to sell himself to get money for your treatment. This is good fortune from your past life!"

Get out! You're so poor that you have to sell your own child just to pay for medical treatment. Do you want this kind of fortune?

Zhuang Yun Dai, with a forced smile, pulled out a broken silver coin from her bosom. The boy had shoved it into her hand just before he left. It must have been his payment for being sold. She tossed the silver to the human trafficker and said curtly, "Let him go! Now leave!"

The human trafficker was unwilling.

Though the little boy's clothes were ragged and dirty, his eyes were bright and intelligent. Just happens that a family living on the southern mountainside is looking for a son to carry on their lineage. This would certainly fetch a high price.

He pulled a face and flatly refused: "The contract has already been signed, how can we just break it? If everyone acted like you, our dental clinic wouldn't do business anymore?"

Zhuang Yundai spat on the ground: "Get lost, stop talking nonsense to me! My younger brother is only five years old. The law doesn't even recognize a child that young can give his consent for fingerprints. You say he voluntarily pressed his handprint on the contract? If so, tomorrow I will go to the county and gather a bunch of children, coax them into pressing their handprints, and sell them all! When the government asks, just say it was your law firm who taught them!"

“You!” The toothless man didn’t expect this seemingly sickly little girl to be so sharp-tongued. He immediately started cursing, “You sick wretch, looking at you, there's no way you can afford treatment! When you die, your younger brother and sister might have to sell themselves to bury you!”

“No need to worry! I and my siblings are doing well! But you lot, with your many teeth, have lost your virtue. You might end up dying a violent death! If that happens, you'll probably end up unburied, without anyone to care for your afterlife! So, I promise I'll go to your grave when you die and play the trumpet to send you on your way. No need to thank me!” Although Zhuang Yun Dai was frail, her spirit was strong. Her eyebrows flipped, and she left the man speechless with anger!

This dead girl, she's cursing him to die without a burial place!

Zhuang Yun's pure and kind smile.

Come on, Zhuang Yun's reputation in the three major bases of the apocalypse is that she's extremely ruthless.

Never give up!

But those who are scolded crazy, with hands that no one can beat!

It drives people to the brink of madness!

The human trafficker glared at him with bloodshot eyes: "You—"

Zhuang Yun Dai picked up a stone from the ground, weighed it in her hand, and flung it out quickly —

That stone landed perfectly, right in the man's waist.

That man yelped in pain, couldn't stand steady, and the boy tucked under his armpit took advantage of the situation, breaking free from the man's grasp and ran towards Zhuang Yun Dai. "Big sister!"

"Here's your last chance, are you leaving or not?" Zhuang Yundai shielded the boy behind her and picked up a stone, tossing it in her hand. Her tone was calm, but beneath it lay a chilling threat like a blade.

The emaciated figure stood rigidly, his thinness making his small face and those jet-black eyes even more frightening. "If you don't leave now, I'll throw something at your eyes."

The imposing presence overwhelmed everyone, leaving them breathless.

The human trafficker's heart tightened inexplicably, but when he looked closely, the child across from him was still pale and sickly looking, with no trace of a frightening aura.

That's wicked!

The human trafficker's heart skipped a beat. He cursed, "Damn it!" and scrambled to pick up the silver coins Zhuang Yun Dai had just thrown at him. clutching his waist, he ran away.

When Zhuang Yun Dai saw the man's shadow run out of the dilapidated courtyard and disappear into the distance, her face changed slightly, her hand shook, and she nearly fell.

He's ill again,
barely holding on after frightening off those thugs just now. He's at his limit and clearly running out of steam.

The child clung to Zhuang Yunda's arm, crying with tears and snot streaming down his face: "Big sister, woo woo woo your face is so scary, Tongtong is afraid!"

The little boy clearly had to be more vigilant. He took small, labored steps and struggled to close the dilapidated gate of the courtyard first. Then, with great effort, he helped Zhuang Yundai into the crumbling hut where half the roof had collapsed.

The little boy, holding back tears, looked at Zhuang Yundai who was regaining her strength on the earthen kang. He choked out, "Elder sister, please don't be alright..."

Although Zhuang Yun Dai's divine power forged in the apocalypse was powerful, she was still sick. She looked pale and weak.

Right now, the most important thing is to fill our stomachs.

"Don't cry, I can't die yet." Zhuang Yun Dai forced herself up, wanting to see if there was anything else to eat in the room.

However, half of the roof beams in this earthen house had collapsed, and the rotten beams looked like they were about to give way. Besides a crooked broken table, there was only a wobbly cabinet door swaying precariously on its hinges. There wasn't a single edible thing left inside.

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