Once that woman left, the real show would begin.
Mo Siying didn’t know exactly what her daughter was going to do, but she could more or less guess. After some hesitation, she chose not to stop her, pretending not to know anything and staying in the tomb with Da Huang.
Mo Yuwan drove alone, heading straight for that man’s residence.
Not long ago, he had actually gone to the house they’d sold, looking for them. The agent told her mother, and her mother’s response was to ignore him.
Mo Yuwan guessed he’d realized his money had been swindled, which was why he was so anxious and saw her and her mother as his last hope.
So what?
A faint, mocking smile curled at Mo Yuwan’s lips.
All that money had already been turned into her apocalypse supplies, safely stored in her space.
She even had to thank her scumbag father for his generous “support.” Even though it was only five million, not a huge sum, a lot of grains make a bowl of rice, right?
At first, the agent wasn’t happy about taking on a property with personal disputes, since those were always troublesome.
But Mo Yuwan told him that Ye Gaoyuan was all bark and no bite—he only acted tough with them, but wouldn’t dare say a word to anyone else.
The agent was skeptical at first, but after he happened to run into Ye Gaoyuan while checking the house and saw for himself, he realized it was true—Ye Gaoyuan never came back after that.
Mo Yuwan explained it was probably because of the agent’s attitude; Ye Gaoyuan didn’t dare.
She knew exactly where he lived. After all, no matter how much she didn’t want to admit it, this scumbag was her biological father.
His rented place wasn’t far from where she and her mother used to live—just a ten-minute walk.
That was why he always came to bother them, and why he’d chosen that place in the first place.
With the apocalypse arriving early, based on her previous life’s experience, the city’s situation wasn’t great, but not yet catastrophic.
But after tonight, who knew what would happen? Even with her memories and overwhelming strength in the early apocalypse, Mo Yuwan wouldn’t dare enter the city carelessly without knowing the situation.
In the apocalypse, cities were the most dangerous places.
Because so many people lived there, the infection spread rapidly. Most people were infected in the city; only a few managed to escape.
Later, cities that once belonged to humans became zombie cities.
Some zombies even developed a bit of consciousness. These higher-level zombies would lead others, becoming organized and disciplined.
Dealing with them became much harder.
All things considered, tonight was the best opportunity.
Mo Yuwan armed herself in the car, then headed up to the building, following her memory—only to see someone stumbling toward her in the distance.
That figure looked very familiar.
Wait, wasn’t that her scumbag father?
He was staggering along, looking utterly disheveled.
Mo Yuwan immediately noticed the bloodstains on him, but he didn’t seem to be injured.
Suddenly, she remembered: in her previous life, on this day, he’d gone out to play mahjong and lost five thousand yuan. The next day—the day the apocalypse broke out—he’d come to her mother asking for ten thousand.
It seemed the early arrival of the apocalypse had changed everyone’s fate.
Still, he seemed to have some luck—he must have run into some of those “things” and managed to escape.
Mo Yuwan was a little annoyed.
She glanced at a nearby surveillance camera—there was only one in this area, and Ye Gaoyuan hadn’t noticed her yet.
She quickly got out of the car, found a blind spot, and covered the camera with a cloth, making sure it wouldn’t catch her at all.
After that, she returned to the car, pulled her hat down, leaving only a mask visible, and called out,
“Ye Gaoyuan.”
Ye Gaoyuan was on edge, and hearing his name startled him. After what he’d just been through, his mind was full of superstitious fears—he didn’t even dare turn around.
Mo Yuwan was running out of patience and called his name again, this time with a tone he found familiar.
He finally mustered the courage to look back.
Even though she was wearing a loose hoodie and looked very different from usual, with none of her usual cuteness, her height and long, shiny black hair gave her away—he recognized his daughter at once.
Seeing it was her, Ye Gaoyuan actually felt relieved.
At least he’d finally run into someone he knew, even if it was just outside his own building.
He walked over without hesitation.
Mo Yuwan stood still, smiling.
“Well, if it isn’t my good daughter! I heard you sold the house? Why’d you do that? Would’ve been better to give it to me!”
“Are you here to give me money?”
“Money?”
Mo Yuwan laughed as if she’d heard the world’s funniest joke, her voice rising. She looked at him like he was an idiot, but Ye Gaoyuan didn’t sense any danger, still moving closer.
Mo Yuwan glanced at the camera to confirm no one would see, then turned and opened the back door of her car, using it as cover to pull out the giant knife she’d just acquired from her space.
Ye Gaoyuan really thought she was here to give him money, so he didn’t suspect a thing.
But the next second, the girl pulled out a knife taller than herself—a truly shocking sight!
Without another word, Mo Yuwan swung the blade straight at his lower body, a cold laugh in the air.
“Heh, Ye Gaoyuan, today I’ll use your blood to christen my new blade!”
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