Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space-Chapter 173: The Sole Target ( 1 )

Everyone turned when they heard his shout and glared at him. Someone muttered angrily, "If you want to die, go do it alone. Don't drag the rest of us down."

The man writhed in pain on the ground, too overwhelmed by the pain to care about a stranger's words.

While not many people know, the woman knew clearly that his scream would attract zombies. Without hesitation, she grabbed a filthy rag from the ground and shoved it into his mouth.

Gripping his hair, she yanked his head up until their faces were inches apart. Her voice was cold as ice as she warned her in a low voice, "Make another sound, and the next thing I break will be your neck."

The man froze the moment he heard her words, staring at her in shock. He couldn't believe this was the same sister he used to beat without resistance—the same girl who never dared to even look into his eyes when she talked.

When she saw the fear in his eyes, she chuckled and said with disgust, "I can't believe I used to be scared of trash like you."

Then, she shoved him to the ground and turned her gaze to her father.

It took a moment for the old man to come to his senses. When he did, he shouted, "You unfilial daughter! Who gave you the guts to hit your brother?!"

He raised his hand to slap her, but before he could touch her, she caught his arm and pushed him away with ease.

Standing on her spot unmoving, she watched him fall to the floor. For the first time, she realized—this man wasn't strong anymore. He had no power over her like he did before.

Her eyes swept past him and landed on her stepsister, who didn't even dare meet her gaze. They were both women, but her father had always favored his lover's children. To him, she and her mother were just tools—disposable the moment they lost their values and got in the way.

Taking a deep breath, she declared, "From this moment on, I, Chen Anhe, will throw away your surname. You are no longer my father. Chen Anhe is dead. From now on, I am Lin Anhe! If you dare to come bother me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After she finished her words, she turned and walked across the room toward a small group of women seated in the opposite corner.

As she stood in front of them, one of them said softly, "Anhe, you finally made up your mind."

"Sister Jiao, you were right," Lin Anhe replied. "Even if we share blood, he doesn't deserve to be called my father."

Sister Jiao nodded and said, "As long as you have thought it through, it's never too late to start over."

Lin Anhe looked at the three women before her and gave a firm nod before she took a seat beside them.

One of them reached out, handing her a bottle of water and said, "Here, Sister Anhe. Drink some."

"Thank you, Wan Ling."

After she took the first step, the rest didn't feel that hard anymore. Instead of feeling sad, she felt relieved and free.

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Even though she was hungry, the pain in her body was no longer unbearable when she thought of the hope in the future. Without those burdens, she was confident she would be able to survive in this living hell.

After a tiring day, everyone slowly drifted off to sleep, yet no one dared to sleep deeply, as the roars of zombies could be heard from a distance once in a while. Outside the minimarket and small office, several soldiers were on night patrol.

At three o'clock after midnight, the time when people sleep the deepest and relax, even the patrol guards couldn't help but yawn and doze off.

Everyone thought that after the practice session, they had cleared the nearest zombies and that it was safe to spend the night in this place.

Unbeknownst to them, just a kilometer away, a group of zombies was slowly gathering in one place. Under the red moon, their movements became faster, and soon, the roads were blocked and a thick, rancid stench filled the air.

Standing on the rooftop of the tallest building, a tall figure raised its head and opened its mouth.

"Roarr!!!"

The sound of its roar was louder than the others and carried a heavy pressure. The moment the zombies heard it, their bodies stiffened and slowly bent their knees.

When all the zombies knelt on the ground with their heads lowered, the figure on the rooftop looked down at them. Unlike the ordinary zombies, the one commanding them looked more like a human.