Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse-Chapter 406

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That specific type of person was a psychic-powered mutant.

So from then on, he specifically targeted psychic-powered mutants and psychic-type zombies.

He possessed a unique ability—whenever he encountered a psychic-powered mutant or zombie, he would feel a distinct sensation within his body.

This made his search much more convenient.

Apart from preying on psychic-powered mutants, he also killed based on his whims and personal dislikes.

Take Liang Xiumei from earlier, for example.

Simply because she had kindly tried to help him, he slaughtered and devoured her.

He was utterly a murderous demon who defied all reason!

Though killing ordinary people or regular mutants didn’t significantly enhance his strength, it at least filled his stomach when he couldn’t find psychic-powered mutants or zombies.

The entire base had no idea that a human-looking, cannibalistic devil was lurking among them.

Two days later, at dawn.

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He pushed up the brim of his cap with a finger and stared directly at the sun overhead.

His eyes, now nearly indistinguishable from a normal human’s, flashed with a chilling smirk.

It was time to take revenge on that person.

He lowered his head again and strode forward.

His speed was so fast that only afterimages remained in his wake.

Behind him, dozens of zombies with vacant expressions wandered mindlessly at the base’s entrance, their mouths emitting guttural groans.

Upon closer inspection, one of them was the guard who had questioned Tong Zhan at the gate two days prior.

A week later.

Wang Qingdong returned to the base with his team, brimming with excitement.

This time, he had led the mission alone, and it had gone smoothly.

He couldn’t wait to show off in front of his father.

To make his father proud.

To prove that his son hadn’t turned out useless—instead, he’d become a man capable of standing on his own.

“We’re almost there. It’s so hot.”

Inside the vehicle, the group chatted idly.

“Yeah, my daughter was just born. I haven’t seen her in days—I miss her so much. You have no idea how adorable she feels in my arms, all soft and tiny.”

A burly man in his thirties spoke with tender affection.

“Yeah, yeah, rub it in, why don’t you?” another teased, though his eyes held a hint of envy.

“I’ve decided—once things settle down, I’m finding a wife and having a kid. A warm home, a loving family… that’s the life.”

“Hah! Sounds like a plan.”

Despite the scorching heat, the thought of reuniting with loved ones kept spirits high.

Then—

“Oh no! Look! Our base is under attack by zombies!”

The driver’s face twisted in horror as he pointed at the distant gate.

Instantly, the chatter died. Everyone turned to look.

“God… there are so many of them!”

“Something’s wrong—why is the gate open?”

“Th-that’s… that’s Old Li!”

One man trembled as he pointed at a male zombie who had lifted its head, staring straight at them.

The others followed his gaze—and their pupils shrank in shock.

It… really was him!

Then, they recognized more faces.

Their expressions turned to sheer disbelief.

“That’s Aunt Zhang?!”

“And Uncle Zhou!”

“Lan!”

The man who had just spoken about his newborn daughter suddenly murmured in a daze, staring at one figure.

Then, his entire body froze.

His wife had turned into a zombie.

In her arms, she cradled a headless infant.

The baby’s corpse, left under the blazing sun, had already rotted, crawling with maggots.

A grotesque, heart-wrenching sight.

The man shattered.

Screaming in agony, he lunged for the door.

The others quickly locked it, restraining him.

“Don’t go out! What can you do now? Kill them? Or die with them?”

The words only deepened his torment.

It was true.

Neither choice was bearable.

“Why… why did this happen? We were only gone for a few days. How could things turn out like this?”

He sobbed into his hands.

Everything had been fine when they left. Now, his wife and child were gone.

No one could endure such a blow.

Worst of all, his daughter had died so brutally.

So young… without even a head left.

Who could be so cruel?

Who would do such a thing?

His fingers clenched around a small plush toy in his pocket.

He’d found it during the mission, tucked in a dusty, forgotten package.

Wrapped in plastic, still pristine.

He’d imagined his daughter’s delight at the soft, fuzzy toy and brought it back as a gift for her hundredth day.

But now… he’d never get to give it to her.

At the thought, the grown man wept uncontrollably, consumed by grief.

The others understood his pain but had no words to comfort him.

And they had their own fears, their own loved ones to worry about.

The zombies at the gate were all familiar faces from the base.

If things were this bad outside… what horrors awaited inside?

Wang Qingdong ordered the driver to turn the vehicle toward the base’s right-side wall.

There, hidden beneath, was a tunnel leading directly to his home.

His father had dug it years ago with trusted men—an escape route in case of emergencies.

His eyes darkened with worry.

Please… let his parents be safe.

Soon, the vehicle stopped on a gravel path.

Wang Qingdong hurried to a spot where a few rocks were piled.

He swiftly moved one aside.

“Young Master, what are you doing?” someone asked.

“There’s a hidden passage here. We’re going in through this,” Wang Qingdong replied, not pausing.

The others quickly helped, clearing the rocks and scraping away the dirt.

Beneath lay a rectangular metal plate.

Everyone but Wang Qingdong gasped—they’d never known this existed.

Without explanation, Wang Qingdong yanked the plate open, revealing a descending staircase.

He rushed in. The others followed.

All except the man who had lost his wife and child.

He sat motionless in the vehicle, numb.

Only after Wang Qingdong and the rest had vanished into the tunnel did he finally step out.

He climbed into the driver’s seat, shut the door, and steered the vehicle straight toward the base’s main gate.