Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse-Chapter 428

The words of Tong Zhan plunged the atmosphere into an icy freeze.

“You went back on your word!”

Tang Jun rose from the ground, his face cold as he struggled to suppress the fury burning inside him.

He wanted nothing more than to charge forward and kill Tong Zhan right then and there.

But he knew... he couldn’t.

And... his younger brother was still in the enemy’s grasp. One wrong move, and Tang Yanchi could be dead in the next second.

He couldn’t take that gamble.

“Brother, don’t worry about me—just go!” Tang Yanchi shouted.

But before he could say more, Si Sha stomped his head into the ground, crushing his face between boot and dirt until it twisted grotesquely.

Seeing this, Tang Jun instinctively took a step forward, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes briefly.

“Kill me. Let my brother live.”

*Clap, clap, clap—*

Tong Zhan smirked, slow applause dripping with mockery. “How touching. Such brotherly devotion moves me to tears. Well then...”

He paused, his lips curling into a sinister grin.

“Let him die instead.”

In one swift motion, he yanked Tang Yanchi up by the throat, his razor-sharp nails digging deep into the boy’s flesh.

Crimson blood welled up in thin trails.

Tang Yanchi’s face twisted in agony, but he didn’t make a sound.

As Tang Yanchi teetered on the edge of death, Tang Jun lost all reason. He lunged at Tong Zhan’s underlings like a man possessed.

If compromise led only to betrayal, then he’d drag them all to hell with him!

Technique no longer mattered—raw power erupted from his core in a frenzied surge.

In that moment, against all odds, he broke through to a higher level of strength.

But he didn’t care.

All he knew was that his little brother was slipping away.

Even if he wasn’t strangled to death, he was already infected with the zombie virus.

And everyone, even a three-year-old child, knew what that meant.

There was no cure...

Watching Tang Yanchi’s eyelids flutter shut, Tang Jun’s vision turned red with despair-fueled rage.

Then—

Vines of emerald green materialized out of thin air, lashing through the air like whips.

One shot toward Tong Zhan.

Another struck at Si Sha.

A third coiled around Tang Yanchi’s body.

The vines radiated such oppressive energy that Tong Zhan instinctively released his grip, dodging backward.

Si Sha rolled aside, barely avoiding the attack.

The last vine snatched Tang Yanchi into the air.

Only then did the crowd see them—two figures standing high above.

One tall, one short.

One clad in black, the other in white.

Their ages and genders differed, but their eyes held the same chilling intensity.

Pure, unadulterated killing intent.

These were none other than Yun Xiaoxiao and Lu Chen.

Originally, they had been en route to Linglong Base.

But shortly after departure, they’d changed their minds.

To minimize risk, they split into two teams—she and Lu Chen heading to Xiangrui Base while the others proceeded to Linglong Base.

They’d agreed: if either team confirmed their target base was safe, they’d immediately regroup at the other location.

But if they encountered Tong Zhan...

Eliminating him on the spot was ideal. If not, they’d avoid reckless confrontation, instead tracking him covertly and leaving markers for the others to follow.

This way, they maximized their chances of cornering him.

From afar, aboard their helicopter, they’d spotted the unfolding chaos through binoculars.

Without hesitation, they abandoned the aircraft and teleported directly to the scene.

Just in time to save Tang Yanchi.

Not that Yun Xiaoxiao particularly liked the brat.

But compared to Tong Zhan, even an arrogant kid seemed downright endearing.

She swiftly pulled out a vaccine and injected it into Tang Yanchi before shoving him into Tang Jun’s arms.

While she worked, Lu Chen didn’t idle.

He launched himself at Tong Zhan—only for Si Sha to intercept.

Lu Chen’s eyes darkened.

This *flea* had overstayed his welcome.

His **Absolute Domain** unfurled, trapping Si Sha within a transparent barrier.

Si Sha glanced at the shimmering confines, momentarily puzzled.

What *was* this?

When the barrier neither constricted nor attacked, he dismissed it, focusing instead on Lu Chen with a venomous glare.

Sure, Lu Chen outclassed him. But he wasn’t helpless.

And...

His fingers tightened around a red syringe hidden in his pocket.

One strike. That’s all he needed.

Drive this into Lu Chen’s flesh, and victory was his.

Confident, Si Sha smirked and struck first.

Lu Chen had no intention of dragging this out.

Hands positioned in front of his chest—one palm up, one down—he summoned a swirling orb of violet energy between them.

In seconds, it solidified into a crackling sphere of pure power.

With a thrust, he hurled it forward.

The violet orb collided with Si Sha’s black energy wave—and devoured it whole.

Si Sha’s blood ran cold.

How had Lu Chen grown so much stronger in such a short time?!

No—

It wasn’t Lu Chen’s growth.

It was *his* decline.

Now he understood the unease he’d felt earlier.

The moment he attacked, something had felt *off*.

This barrier... it was draining him!

But realization came too late.

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Lu Chen gave him no quarter, bombarding him with relentless lightning orbs.

Si Sha couldn’t defend.

His shadow-based abilities were formidable, but Lu Chen had once fought Ling Jing—an opponent leagues stronger—to a standstill.

Now, weakened by the Absolute Domain?

His defeat was inevitable.

Within moments, the once-arrogant Si Sha lay broken on the ground.

Lu Chen loomed over him, driving a blade straight through his heart.

Si Sha knew he was finished.

With his last breath, hatred burning in his eyes, he thrust the red syringe toward Lu Chen’s arm.

*Almost... almost there!*

If he couldn’t live, neither would Lu Chen!

But at the final millimeter, Lu Chen’s free hand shot out, intercepting him.

The blade pierced Si Sha’s heart—just as the needle sank into his own neck.

Si Sha: !!!

Blood gushed from the wound.

His eyes bulged wide.

Death came with no closure.

And for good measure, Lu Chen delivered a final blow to his skull.

This time, Si Sha stayed dead.

Meanwhile...

Tang Jun cradled his coughing brother, heart pounding.

“Yanchi, hang in there!”

Silently, he counted the seconds.

*Eight... nine... ten...*

At ten, he squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the worst.

But ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‍the expected transformation never came.

His eyes snapped open, hope flickering.

Still, he didn’t dare relax.

A full minute passed with no change.

Then it hit him.

His gaze flew to Yun Xiaoxiao, his pupils trembling.

That injection...

Had it been the vaccine Yun City had spoken of?