Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse-Chapter 442

After biting every last person in the settlement to death, Tong Zhan wiped the blood from his lips with satisfaction.

He ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‍stood atop the high city walls, gazing down at the streets teeming with zombies.

Those zombies waited below like loyal servants.

And he—he was their king!

Tong Zhan looked leisurely into the distance, a sinister smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps his initial approach had been wrong all along.

How foolish it was to place his hopes on those weak and stupid humans to fulfill his ambitions.

The truth had proven them to be nothing but trash!

His eyes swept over the dense horde of zombies crowding the streets, and the violent impulses in his heart surged uncontrollably.

This world—let it be utterly destroyed!

He summoned every zombie above the peak of the fourth rank in the city to his side.

Surveying his powerful subordinates, Tong Zhan’s brow arched faintly.

Then, his gaze shifted to the distant desert.

His homeland—that wretched place he longed to tear apart!

Well then, let it begin there!

With a single command, the assembled high-rank zombies let out eerie howls and obediently marched toward the desert.

Perhaps even they didn’t understand why they were heading in that direction.

But an unshakable directive in their minds compelled them forward.

Once the high-rank zombies departed, Tong Zhan cast a cold glance at the confused low-rank zombies below.

A sneer escaped him.

Useless things deserved to be discarded.

From that night onward, he moved swiftly between cities, issuing orders to every high-rank zombie he encountered.

All were to converge on the northwestern desert.

Since high-rank zombies retained some semblance of awareness, they understood his commands and what they must do.

Because he spent no more than five minutes in each location, and the western region was vast, he and Yun Xiaoxiao never crossed paths.

Moreover, the high-rank zombies moved at different speeds and in different directions, so their movements went unnoticed.

After sweeping through the western region, Tong Zhan moved on to the remaining four regions.

In essence, he had gathered the most formidable zombies across all of Huaxia.

His goal was simple.

To assemble an unprecedented army of the strongest zombies.

He would trample every corner of this world!

Humanity would cease to exist, and the world would become a paradise for zombies.

And he—he would reign supreme over it all!

He knew Yun Xiaoxiao and her allies were formidable and actively hunting him.

If he merely mobilized zombies from a single city to attack their base, those weaklings would likely be annihilated—just like the foolish humans he had once recruited, slaughtered to the last.

He would also expose his location, allowing Yun Xiaoxiao to find him.

Such an outcome was unacceptable.

He wanted Yun Xiaoxiao dead—along with everyone in her base, and eventually, the entire world!

To achieve that, he needed a flawless strategy.

Thus, he had to build the strongest army possible.

Even if his enemies discovered his plans, they would be powerless to stop him.

His elite zombie legion would begin its conquest from the desert—a place no one paid attention to—silently swallowing city after city.

His forces would grow endlessly.

By the time his enemies realized what was happening, it would already be too late.

Because the high-rank zombies he had gathered had grown even stronger under his guidance.

He had captured every survivor from the towns near the desert and fed them to his zombie subordinates.

He had also forced the zombies to fight one another.

Only the strongest remained.

Not only were their ranks elevated, but their combat abilities had also undergone a qualitative leap.

Before, they had relied solely on brute strength, driven only by bloodlust and violence.

Now, under his tutelage, they had mastered real combat techniques.

No longer were they mindless, charging idiots.

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Yun Xiaoxiao swiftly returned to where Ling Jing and the others were waiting.

She recounted everything she had seen.

Then, using her finger, she sketched their current location, the position of the massive pit, and the route Tong Zhan’s zombie army was taking directly onto the sand.

Her memory was exceptional.

After seeing or traversing a path just once, she could recall it perfectly.

Once she finished drawing, she looked up at Abu and pointed to the endpoint of the sketched route.

"Do you know where they’ll likely end up if they continue along this path?"

Abu pulled out a map he carried with him and, with a grave expression, pointed to a specific location.

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"If they don’t change direction and keep following the route you just drew, they’ll probably end up here."

He indicated a small dot on the map.

"They’ll pass through Tawakule Township and reach Hetian County Town."

As Abu spoke, everyone stared intently at the map.

In their minds, they could already envision the zombie army obliterating an entire township, then a town, then a city…

Like a flood, they would surge across the western region—and eventually, all of Huaxia!

The group’s expressions darkened.

"Brother Yi Zhou, I need you to go to the northern base immediately," Yun Xiaoxiao said. "Inform all war zones that the Anti-Zombie Campaign must be temporarily suspended. Have them select fighters at least at the fourth rank and send them here."

She pointed to a spot on the map.

Abu frowned. "Why not gather in Hetian?"

Yun Xiaoxiao’s eyes dimmed. "By the time our forces assemble, Hetian will likely already be lost."

The enemy wouldn’t wait for them—they would keep advancing.

"Also, notify Brother Mu Yang," she continued. "Have him lead Yun City’s remaining guard units and mobilize every aircraft in Yun City to transport the selected fighters from each region here as quickly as possible."

While some bases had helicopters, fuel consumption was a major constraint.

Even if they had helicopters, most wouldn’t dare use them recklessly.

For most, ground vehicles remained the primary mode of transportation.

But when Yun Xiaoxiao said "aircraft," she didn’t just mean helicopters—she meant everything.

"No problem, leave it to me," Nie Yizhou declared, thumping his chest.

"I’ll go too," Xiao Feng interjected. "I don’t trust him to handle this alone. If he messes up, the whole plan falls apart."

Nie Yizhou scowled. "What’s that supposed to mean? Am I really that unreliable?"

Xiao Feng: "Yes."

Nie Yizhou: "…"