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In my past life, after being kicked out of the supermarket, dealing with zombies and people exhausted me. I couldn’t care about my enemy, Nolan.
I heard from others that he died, suddenly.
Having a place to call home brings us hope.
Everyone at the base is united, and the reconstruction efforts are in full swing.
I joined the combat team tasked with clearing out zombies, but I often felt uneasy during downtime.
Bian Jiang listened with a smile as others complained about cramped dorms and scarce food.
His eyes crinkled in mirth, masking his true emotions. When our eyes met, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
In my previous life, after being kicked out of the supermarket, I was too exhausted dealing with zombies and people’s true natures to pay attention to my enemy, Bian Jiang.
I heard from someone that he died suddenly.
Was it revenge? Or was it for the supplies he had?
I shook my head in frustration. Whatever the case, both in this life and the last, he silently helped me countless times.
If anyone tries to harm him, I’ll be there to protect him!
“Unbelievable! Big news! There’s someone who can cure zombification!”
“That ability user is at the city center base. Maybe we should…”
Amidst the rising discussions, I kept a calm face, lost in my thoughts.
Bian Jiang spoke steadily, “Everyone, quiet! As the head of this base, I assure you we’ll verify this information. If it’s true, we’ll protect everyone’s interests.”
His gaze was cold as he continued, “Everyone has the freedom to choose, but if I catch anyone causing trouble, I’ll find and deal with you, no matter where you hide.”
Having asserted his authority, Bian Jiang took me alone to the city center base.
The person who can cure zombification–it must be my sister.
This time, she’s made a big show of it.
I don’t know if she’s being clever or naive.
When I saw her again, she was a far cry from her previous disheveled state. Her face was glowing, and she spoke eloquently.
My sister stood among the crowd, who looked at her with awe.
She put her fair arm into a zombie’s mouth. Her eyes were red, looking pitiful.
A green light emerged from the wound, slowly healing, and she showed no signs of turning.
The place erupted in cheers.
When my sister saw me, her face lit up with a smile, her eyes brimming with pride.
“Sister, now it’s your turn to beg me.”
Bian Jiang’s gaze flickered between us, looking at me with concern.
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Suddenly, my sister waved her hands and loudly accused, “These two tried to steal my abilities! I barely escaped, and now they’ve come back! Stop them!”
We were quickly surrounded by the crowd, outnumbered.
“Don’t worry, Blan Jlang’s cold voice whispered in my ear, full of confidence.
We were restrained. I looked at my sister coldly, “I hope you won’t regret this.”
Her laughter was almost tearful, “Regret? Why should 1? You’ve been jealous of me day and night. It’s pathetic. In the last life, you had everything handed to you. Now, it’s my turn.
“See all the people who support me? From now on, you only deserve to look up at me from the gutter.”
She stepped on my hand, her expression twisted with malice.
“Still hoping to make a comeback with that useless lightning power? Dream on.”
My name is Meng Zao, and my sister is Meng Wan.
We are fraternal twins, born just moments apart.
Since childhood, our parents always said that because I took too long to come out, my sister was deprived of oxygen and was frail from birth.
The first words learned were, “Sister, give.”
My patience and compromise only made my sister more and more brazen.
In our previous life, when she perished with me, she even said, “Why do you get to have such a great ability? It’s not fair! You should die!“.
She thought having a good ability meant she could sit back and reap the rewards, becoming superior.
But there’s no such thing as a free lunch.
My sister believed her ability would let her manipulate the heads of different bases.
She proudly brought Bian Jiang and me to the banquet.
The banquet was extravagantly luxurious. Rare delicacies were served post–apocalypse, with people savoring fine wine as if in another world.
When they saw my sister, they all looked at her with flattery and envy.
She smiled demurely, gracefully stepping to the center stage, her voice lively and charming.
“I’m sorry to disturb you. Today was supposed to be a joyful day, with more people knowing about my ability. But some have come to threaten my life.”
“One of them is my own sister. She clutched her chest, eyes filled with tears. “I can’t bring myself to harm her, but I hope you all can give her the justice she deserves.”
Wearing a white dress, she seemed to portray herself as an “angel.” She glared at me with determination.
Only then did the audience notice Bian Jiang and me, falling into an eerie silence.
Someone hurried over to free us, “A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”
“Mr. Blan, as the base leader, your presence here without proper reception caused this mix–up.”
The speaker was Zhao Guoming, the city center base leader, formerly a famous entrepreneur.
My sister stood on stage, caught in a bind, wanting to be angry but not daring to.
