Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse-Chapter 451

Nie Yizhou knew he couldn’t just sit around waiting for death.

If he wanted to survive, he had to rely on himself.

At this moment, he thought of his strange ability.

He had never dared to study it before.

After all, when faced with something unfamiliar and potentially dangerous, human instinct was to stay away.

If not for being backed into a corner, he would never have actively recalled it.

“Hmm, how did I end up at home that time?”

Nie Yizhou paced back and forth in the room, trying to remember.

Back then...

He ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‍had simply glanced in the direction of his home and thought, If only I could go there.

And then, he appeared inside his house.

If that was the case, did it mean that as long as he imagined a place, he could go there?

His eyes instantly lit up.

Should he... give it a try?

So, he fixed his gaze on a supermarket at the entrance of the residential complex.

The virus had broken out late at night, so the supermarket hadn’t been open.

Meaning, all the food inside was still there.

Just thinking about food made him swallow hard.

Eagerly, he decided to test his ability.

A minute later.

He looked at himself.

Uh... (⊙o⊙)…

Still in the same spot, unmoved...

Unwilling to accept it, he tried again.

Still no change.

He couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Had his strange ability disappeared? Stopped working?

“Fine, one more try. Maybe this time it’ll work!”

He psyched himself up.

Staring at the supermarket, he chanted in his mind—Take me to the supermarket!

The next second, a familiar dizziness washed over him.

He was overjoyed.

It worked!

But in the next instant, his joy vanished.

Because he hadn’t arrived at the supermarket—he was outside the security guard’s office!

And right in front of him was a male zombie wearing nothing but boxers!

The zombie’s chest had been torn open, leaving a gaping hole, its body covered in dried blood, its face twisted into a grotesque snarl.

They were barely a meter apart.

Nie Yizhou: !!!

He jolted in terror.

Wasn’t this the same zombie he’d chatted with before?

He remembered it clearly!

His destination was the supermarket!

How did he end up at the security office?!

“GROWL!”

The male zombie bared its bloody maw at him.

As if spotting fresh prey, it lunged excitedly toward him.

“Holy crap!”

Nie Yizhou turned and bolted.

Nearby zombies, hearing the commotion, also rushed over.

Nie Yizhou wanted to die.

Gritting his teeth, he ran like his life depended on it—because it did.

He swore he had never run this fast in his entire life.

As he sprinted, he focused on the image of his home, screaming internally—Take me back!

Luckily, his luck held.

Just as the boxer-clad zombie was about to grab him, his body vanished again.

He reappeared at his doorstep.

A zombie in the hallway noticed him and charged, but he quickly fumbled for his keys, unlocked the door, and barricaded himself inside.

Panting, he poured himself a glass of water and gulped it down.

Too close!

That almost cost him his life!

But Nie Yizhou wasn’t one to give up easily.

Outwardly, he might seem unreliable—chatty, scatterbrained, the kind of person who never stopped talking.

But once he set his mind to something, he excelled beyond expectations.

For example, back in high school, his class was full of students who studied diligently.

Some didn’t even speak during breaks, burying themselves in practice tests.

But Nie Yizhou? Whether in class or out, he always found someone to chat with.

His mouth never stopped moving.

Even his teachers thought he’d never get into a decent university.

Yet, in the final semester of senior year, his grades skyrocketed.

Classmates and teachers alike were stunned.

In the end, he got into Rong City’s top finance university—a school with notoriously high admission standards.

When asked how he’d improved so drastically, he simply said,

“I wanted to make big money, buy a big house, and let my mom live comfortably. So I put in the effort.”

The answer baffled everyone.

But that was the truth—once he committed, he delivered.

Now, he was determined to master his strange ability.

If he could control it freely, he’d never have to fear zombies again.

No more shortages of food or water. He could go anywhere he wanted.

How perfect would that be?

With his mind made up, the next day he grabbed a hammer, took a deep breath, and tried again.

At first, nothing went right.

Being chased by zombies became routine.

But he persevered, undeterred, practicing relentlessly.

Gradually, his teleportation accuracy improved.

Of course, there were still mishaps.

But by then, he’d grown accustomed to them and stayed calm.

Then one day, he woke up to a revolting stench.

That was when he realized his nose had changed.

He could detect faint odors normal people couldn’t.

Conversely, common smells assaulted his senses with overwhelming intensity.

His apartment was on the fourth floor, close to the ground.

Below, rotting corpses littered the streets, along with... feces, urine, and all kinds of trash.

Residents, unable to flush toilets after the water supply was cut, had thrown waste out their windows.

He understood—he’d done the same.

Before, it hadn’t bothered him.

But now, with his hypersensitive nose, the stench invaded mercilessly.

Even plugging his nostrils and shutting the windows did nothing.

He knew he had to leave.

If the zombies didn’t kill him, the smell would!

Eventually, he found an office building.

Since the outbreak had happened late at night, the place was nearly empty—spacious and quiet.

Satisfied, he moved in and began scavenging nearby for supplies, hauling everything back.

One day, as soon as he teleported in, something slammed into him.

Getting up, he saw it was a little girl—no older than a few years.

Watching her effortlessly kill a zombie, crack open its skull, and dig something out left him stunned.

Her attitude struck a chord with him.

Back in college, a roommate had constantly bragged about his adorable little sister.

It made Nie Yizhou itch for one of his own.

But he knew it was impossible.

His mom had refused to remarry, so no sister was coming.

Even his extended family was all male.

Their genes seemed predisposed to sons.

It was... frustrating.

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So, he’d always longed for a sister.

The moment he saw Yun Xiaoxiao, he inexplicably wanted to follow her...