What Should I Do If I Wake Up and It’s the Apocalypse? (GL) - Chapter 1

“Deputy Leader, they’ve made a move.” In the middle of a desolate ruin, someone hurried along the line to the front of the group and reported in a low voice to the woman leading them.

A cold gleam flashed through the short-haired woman’s eyes. The corners of her mouth lifted into a smile as she said coldly, “Proceed according to plan.”

Four years had already passed since the zombie outbreak. The surviving humans had gradually broken free from the initial chaos and panic, adapting to new lives inside the bases that had risen one after another.

Those who had managed to establish their own forces first in this chaotic world had also gained legitimate status as leaders. Even if undercurrents surged between bases, on the surface they still had to maintain contact—for the sake of maximum benefit, and also to survive the zombie tides.

What ordinary people needed to care about was food and warmth. But those in power had to consider far more than that, including—

Suppressing certain internal rebellions with intentions of their own.

In this world, within certain limits, the strong were respected.

If you had the ability to secretly kill someone in power, replacing them was not difficult.

However, this was a life-or-death gamble, a game staked on one’s life.

“Deputy Leader, the suppression was successful according to plan. The zombie horde has already been led to a point two thousand meters from here. Please relocate immediately!” It was still the same person who had reported earlier, but their tone was now even colder and more cautious.

“Let’s go.” The woman curled her lips and gave the order aloud.

There were more than fifty people in the entire team. No one paid any attention to the twenty-odd people who had already been abandoned behind them. They had encountered a zombie horde—that was the fact everyone was certain of.

Even if they faced the base leader, Jin Yan, they would still say the same thing.

The apocalypse. Zombies.

Those two words, underlined, emphasized, and bolded, made Mu Xiao’s mouth twitch uncontrollably.

She raised her head and looked out the window. The familiar blue sky, the familiar white clouds, the familiar noise of traffic and crowds—unfortunately, from the room to the handwriting, even this face that was now hers, everything was filled with an overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity.

“If I’d known, I wouldn’t have listened to Momo and gone night running. It made me sleep so deeply that when I woke up, the whole world had changed,” Mu Xiao muttered under her breath. For the moment, she ignored the scattered sheets of paper full of writing on the desk and instead began to observe the room.

The room was very simple. Everything was stored away neatly, giving off the impression of a cold, efficient style. Yet on a nearby table, several boxes of chocolate, beef jerky, and other snacks had been placed rather abruptly, their packaging peeking out from an open supermarket shopping bag.

The feeling was just like the things written on those papers. It created an enormous sense of contrast for Mu Xiao.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Xiao quickly turned on the computer, opened the browser, and began to search on Baidu for some information she had heard about yesterday. H City International Conference grand event? Nothing. Celebrity A bidding farewell to single life and happily getting married? Nothing there either.

Mu Xiao felt she could already confirm it.

She had transmigrated.

The original body’s identity information was placed on the desk in a very conspicuous spot. The fact that she was also called Mu Xiao made her breathe a small sigh of relief. At least she would not fail to react when others called her name.

She was still a student, a senior in university, interning at a well-known foreign company. Once she graduated in two months, she would directly become a regular employee. No matter how one looked at it, she was far better off than Mu Xiao herself, a freelancer who spent her days drifting along.

But why would someone like that have words like “zombies” and “apocalypse” all over her desk?

Mu Xiao stared at the large pile of screenshots on the computer desktop in confusion and opened one of them.

[Person Bitten Five Days Ago in Critical Condition; B City First Hospital Activates Emergency Rescue Plan!]

Perhaps influenced by what she had just seen, Mu Xiao’s first reaction was that this was bad. She hurriedly opened the other screenshots.

They were all news reports, and every single one was related to “biting.” Although the media all used explanations like hot weather making dogs irritable, no matter how she looked at it, it made people think of zombies, all right?!

Mu Xiao felt like she was about to go crazy.

She quickly opened Baidu again, wanting to look for new information, only to discover that the internet, which had still been working just now, could no longer connect!

Mu Xiao quickly found her phone and turned it on. Thankfully, the mobile signal was still there, but she still could not access the internet!

However, through her phone, she unexpectedly found something new.

It was a post from Moments five hours ago, complaining that the weather forecast was unreliable as usual. It had said it would be sunny, but it had actually rained.

The key point was what the person who posted it had said: It’s raining under a clear sky, and it even stings the eyes! Can’t a person have fun properly anymore?!

Attached image: a mysterious big-head selfie with eyes squeezed shut.

It looked like a nonsensical post. Under normal circumstances, its credibility would be worrying.

But right now, Mu Xiao did not dare doubt it in the slightest. She hurried to the window and looked outside. The ground was clean and dry, without the slightest sign that it had rained. In that case, there were two possibilities.

Either that eye-stinging rain had only lasted for a very short while, or that message was just a random passerby’s post and did not need to be paid attention to.

Before Mu Xiao could figure it out, a piercing scream tore through the sky.

Mu Xiao almost jumped up entirely. She did not dare open the window and instinctively gripped the window latch tightly, trying hard to look outside.

Not long after, within her limited field of vision, she noticed that the pedestrians on the right suddenly began to stir. They seemed to have seen something and all started dodging in different directions. Because they were too far away, she could not see their expressions clearly.

But very soon, Mu Xiao saw it with her own eyes.

A person staggered into her field of vision and suddenly fell heavily to the ground. While screaming miserably, they reached out toward the people around them.

A few people slowed down in their dodging and fleeing, repeatedly turning their heads to look at the fallen person, as if they were still hesitating.

But a moment later, their escape speed clearly increased.

The right side emptied out in an instant. All that remained was the person on the ground, still struggling with difficulty, and as that person struggled and crawled, another person gradually appeared before Mu Xiao’s eyes—one who was pouncing on the fallen person, head lowered as they bit and gnawed.

Mu Xiao could not clearly see what the scene looked like, or whether the person doing the pouncing had already turned into an incomparably terrifying zombie.

But Mu Xiao saw the fallen person gradually stop struggling. She watched as the one who had pounced on them raised their body and used their hands to tear at the fallen person’s back. She saw… red liquid slowly spreading across the road.

That was blood.

Human blood.

Mu Xiao felt a little dizzy. She wanted to leave the window, but her legs were weak and she could not move.

Several more panicked cries rang out.

Mu Xiao no longer wanted to look outside. Whether it was a virus, that strange eye-stinging rain, or perhaps some other possibility, judging from the current situation, the apocalypse had already become a fact.

Before sleeping, she had still been debating with her best friend about what nutritious breakfast she should eat when she woke up, such as a delicious cheesecake. Who would have thought that after closing her eyes and opening them again, she would transmigrate?

“Ahhh, why did I have to transmigrate here of all places? Even transmigrating to ancient times would be better than transmigrating into the apocalypse! Wuwuwu…” Mu Xiao could not help her eyes turning red. As if venting her anger, she smashed the papers in her hand.

The original owner had already sensed the possibility of the apocalypse.

The original owner had prepared many high-calorie, portable snacks that would be extremely precious during the apocalypse.

The original owner had even already drawn a map heading north and circled several relatively large cities. Based on Mu Xiao’s many years of reading novels, she felt those should be places capable of establishing defensive lines.

But these things had been prepared by the original owner for herself.

Not for Mu Xiao!

Face zombies head-on?

Was this a joke?!

“Mom, let’s hurry and pack up, drive out, and go to a big city! This place will be finished soon!”

The sound of an argument came from outside the door. It sounded like a young girl’s childish voice. Mu Xiao tugged at the corners of her mouth, giving a mental thumbs-up to the girl for having the same idea as her.

But would saying that to her mother be useful?

One had to know that the news had already been reporting this for more than ten days!

Mu Xiao complained inwardly, and sure enough, she heard another voice filled with impatience. “What nonsense is a child spouting? Isn’t it just some infectious disease or whatever? If we run outside at a time like this and get infected, what then? Hurry back home and do your homework!”

What followed was the heavy sound of a door slamming shut.

Mu Xiao’s gaze fell on the brand-new hiking backpack.

Even the tag had not been cut off yet. It had probably been bought together with the snacks, prepared for the coming breakout. She walked over and rummaged through the pile of things. Sure enough, there was also a small first-aid kit, all essential supplies.

So, should she run?

Mu Xiao’s gaze drifted to that map.

The commotion outside was becoming more and more obvious. From time to time, the sounds of doors opening and closing could be heard. Most people chose the conservative option of staying home first, trying to contact the police and waiting for the danger to pass.

If she fled now, the danger level outside should not be too high yet.

But she did not have a car. Carrying a large bag, how was she supposed to run? Where was she supposed to run to?

Thinking of this, Mu Xiao’s head heated up, and her whole mind went blank—could she even survive this?! If she ran out and encountered zombies, should she fight or flee?

Mu Xiao’s mind was filled with images of encountering zombies on the road and being swallowed alive and torn apart.

Just thinking about it made her entire body crawl with fear.

Finally, Mu Xiao’s gaze fell on an inconspicuous little bottle. It was as if, in an instant, her Ren and Du meridians had been opened. All the blood in her body rushed straight to her brain. She abruptly stood up, strode over, and grabbed the little bottle in her hand, her eyes shining.

“I’ve decided!”

She opened the little bottle, poured out the few remaining pills, and swallowed them all in one breath. Then she walked through the living room, opened the door, turned around, ran back, and lay down on the bed.

“Just let me be bitten to death in my sleep, or turn into a zombie!” To Mu Xiao, what she had swallowed seemed like reassurance pills. Before long, the terrifying zombies in her mind were gradually driven away by drowsiness. Her eyelids grew heavy and closed, as if she had left this world that was about to turn into purgatory once again.

Outside the apartment, things were indeed as Mu Xiao had imagined. In a short period of time, everything became more and more insane.

People constantly cried out in pain as if they had gone mad, and when they lifted their heads again, they had turned into monsters that only knew how to chase, pounce, and bite. It seemed there was nowhere in the entire city where one could hide.

Those who were scratched or bitten would, after only a short while, turn into the same kind of monster.

These were zombies—many people could already think of that.

Mu Xiao’s door was wide open, but no one had the leisure to be curious about what had happened to this household, whether leaving the door open would attract thieves, and even less did anyone think of barging in at a time like this to grab a few things.

The corridor emptied out. Mu Xiao lay on the bed, sleeping so deeply that the sky and earth seemed dark, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

More than an hour later, someone walked into the apartment.

She did not hesitate at all. She merely glanced thoughtfully at the open door, then walked straight inside and kicked the little medicine bottle that had been thrown on the floor.

The medicine bottle rolled to the corner of the table. The newcomer picked it up. It was sleeping pills, already empty.

She swept another glance over the things placed on the table and revealed a smile of understanding. But when she saw Mu Xiao sleeping like the dead on the bed, a rare hint of astonishment appeared on her face.

Eating sleeping pills and sleeping like the dead with the door open?

Was she waiting for zombies to come eat her?

The newcomer could not help looking at Mu Xiao again. That was right. It was the person from her memories. The person who, several years later, would be able to contend with her. A powerful—

enemy.

She had come to kill her, while she still had not grown strong yet.

But she discovered that this person had actually planned her own death with her own hands.

The newcomer tightly clenched her fists and looked thoughtfully at Mu Xiao, until a scraping sound came from outside the apartment. A zombie staggered to the doorway, shuffling as it tried to squeeze inside.

That zombie was still very fresh. Aside from some tears and bloodstains on its clothing, it looked fairly neat. Its head tilted to one side, and there was a hideous bloody gash on its neck. An unknown liquid still drooped from the corner of its mouth.

It had smelled the fresh scent coming from inside the apartment.

The newcomer did not even lift her head. She only gave a soft hum.

The zombie swaying at the doorway paused, then turned around and shuffled away step by step. Somehow, it even gave off a faint sense of haste.

“Mu Xiao, how could I let you die so easily?” Finally, the newcomer said this to Mu Xiao, then turned and walked toward the door.

When she passed through the open front door, she bent her fingers into claws and casually swept her hand across it, leaving a deep claw mark on the door.

Since her old opponent wanted to die, she naturally could not let her have her way. Besides, Mu Xiao’s actions were truly different from the person in her memories. Perhaps watching what she would do next would be something interesting.

If she became a threat, killing her then would not be too late.