Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!

A corner of the apocalypse.

There’s a very peculiar scene here.

A half-charred zombie was snarling at Fang Yuanyuan with its blackened body.

Due to lack of coordination, its arms couldn’t work to full capacity, merely flailing in the air, unable to move its body.

Its decayed brain was no longer fully functional, and all its actions were driven by the violent instincts of a zombie.

Its mouth opened widely, biting down hard, but only managed to bite into thin air.

After Fang Yuanyuan realized she was not in danger, she completely relaxed.

She tried to display her more attractive side.

Like a 45-degree angle, or just the right amount of air bangs...

Her voice was relatively gentle, and facing the zombie, her eyes glistened with tears, appearing fragile yet strong.

If any man with thoughts were to witness her in this state, he might feel compassion for her.

But, standing before her was a zombie, devoid of emotion, with bloodthirsty and raging instincts filling its brain.

Not in the least swayed by the girl in front of it.

The only temptation was the scent of blood and flesh emanating from Fang Yuanyuan.

After all, it was a normal zombie, not a chaotic, disordered little zombie.

"Is she... not very bright in the head?"

Bai Xiqin watched Fang Yuanyuan’s actions, her lips twitching slightly.

While the method seemed good, there was a bit of embarrassment in its execution.

Just watching it made you feel awkward.

Bai Xiqin touched her chin, thankful that Zhang Yiming hadn’t received the information from her and Leng Yebai at the time; otherwise, she would’ve been as embarrassed as Fang Yuanyuan.

So foolish.

"Mm!"

Leng Yebai nodded slightly, agreeing with Bai Xiqin’s opinion.

Whatever Xiao Niu said, he agreed.

Whether his face mattered or not was irrelevant; he needed to save face for Xiao Niu.

"Roar――"

The half-bodied zombie didn’t understand Fang Yuanyuan’s words, baring its teeth as it growled at her, inching toward her with primal hunger for blood, moving millimeter by millimeter.

Its teeth bit at the air, making clicking sounds that made one’s teeth ache just listening to it.

Fang Yuanyuan didn’t get discouraged, adjusting her bangs and continuing to talk softly, portraying a beautiful yet bleak image.

...

Elsewhere.

With super-speed movement, Xiao Li easily weaved through the zombies crowding the street.

Leaving behind only a faint scent of blood and flesh, causing the zombies in the street to howl at the air for ages without reason.

Quickly, he arrived near a high-rise building.

From afar, the building was surrounded endlessly by zombies, layer upon layer.

Everywhere else was covered in black blood and snow, yet the building stood clean, with not even snow nearby.

The zombies surrounding the building were different, staring blankly at the perimeter, unlike the noisy ones elsewhere.

They wouldn’t be distracted by small noises and constantly circled the building.

It’s clear that a High Rank Zombie commands these zombie hordes.

According to intelligence, the building houses three Zombie Kings, and these Zombie Kings are likely subordinates of the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

There’s no need to find Zhang Yiming’s exact whereabouts; knowing these three Zombie Kings serve him confirms his presence in Shanghai, fulfilling the mission.

By then, regardless of where the Zombie Emperor is in Shanghai, he will vanish from the world forever.

Without the Zombie Emperor’s command, no new Zombie Emperor will rise for some time, offering humans a chance for a decisive counterattack.

If this chance is not seized, over time, more High Rank Zombies will emerge, further diminishing human odds.

Of course, Xiao Li understands this act is akin to striking a stone with an egg.

It would cause many innocent survivors to perish, and even if the Zombie Emperor is killed, humans only have a slight chance of controlling the situation.

In most cases, humans are doomed to fail.

Human bodies can never surpass those of divine beings; a mere toxin can turn them into zombies, a point humans can never overcome.

Xiao Li understands this well, but Secretary Fang doesn’t, dreaming of saving all humankind.

Xiao Li let out a sarcastic chuckle; his usual gentle demeanor absent.

What he wanted was chaos.

Both Secretary Fang and Zhang Gong would become his stepping stones.

When Secretary Fang’s methods fail, he will become humanity’s criminal.

He will rise as the new leader of the Human Survivor Alliance.

Xiao Li shed his heavy down jacket, casually tossing it aside.

The heavy clothing severely affected his speed.

As a Sixth Rank Wind Ability User, he was swift and elusive.

He could go anywhere, and usually, no one or no zombie posed a threat to him.

But he’s cautious enough.

Xiao Li wore loose sportswear under his down jacket, and after a small stretch, he became a series of afterimages, directly rushing toward the building.

Striking unexpectedly yields the best results.

He wasn’t there to defeat the three Zombie Kings, just to confirm information.

"Roar――"

Xiao Li had reached the building’s entrance when the zombies outside caught a whiff of his scent, roaring loudly.

Before the zombie hordes could detect him, he had already hidden.

It was the third floor, right behind the building’s entrance bulletin board, out of sight of the outside zombies.

Xiao Li held a steel needle, heavily reinforced by a Gold Ability User, cutting through a window smoothly.

In such a manner, he entered the building with ease.

Holding his breath, he took off his shoes, setting them on the ground.

He walked silently inside the building.

Compared to outside, the inside was eerily quiet, quiet enough for Xiao Li to hear his own heartbeat.

He trusted in his skills but acted as though he had already been detected by the Zombie Kings.

He always walked alongside a wall with windows.

If something were to happen, he would quickly escape through a window.

The notion of fleeing would be laughable for a Sixth Rank Superpower User.

A Sixth Rank Superpower User could move unfettered.

Xiao Li didn’t feel ashamed; he never underestimated any enemy.

"Oh dear, what are those outside zombies howling about? Could it be a human has snuck in?"

A young voice suddenly came from the next room, sounding a bit lazy.

Xiao Li froze, not moving an inch, even ceasing to breathe.

His hand holding the steel needle to the nearby window, ready to flee at any moment.

After a breath, nothing happened, but Xiao Li remained tense.

"With so many zombies outside, how could a human possibly get in? They probably became zombie chow before even stepping through the door. Maybe the wind carried their scent over."

An older man’s voice sounded.

"You’re like a scaredy-cat grandson, frightened by the slightest noise."

An elder voice sighed, exasperatedly dissatisfied.

This trio was Li Cheng, Li Nian, and Li Mo.

If Zhang Yiming hadn’t come to Shanghai, this trio would’ve been the strongest Zombie Kings, their brainwaves the most domineering.

Yet here they were, huddled inside this building.

They held no grand ambitions, just a simple fear of death.

"The boss’s task this time is yours, Li Mo! Don’t come back if you can’t complete it!"

Li Nian declared directly.