[Settle your grudges and seek your revenge. The system has detected your lingering obsession from your previous life. Within three days, using methods that comply with current laws and regulations, obtain at least five million yuan in apocalypse start-up funds from Ye Gaoyuan!]
[Upon completion, the host will be rewarded with 100 million yuan as apocalypse start-up funds! Helping you “lie flat” in the apocalypse with ease~]
Mo Yuwan was stunned when she heard this mission.
Who would have thought that just a short while ago, she’d thought this system was a bit useless? After all, what kind of decent system would call itself the “Apocalypse Lying Flat System”?
But now, she had to admit she’d been too quick to judge.
How was this a useless system? This was her precious, darling system~!
Mo Yuwan was absolutely thrilled.
“Mom, don’t worry. I have a plan~”
She pulled her thoroughly confused mother along and left the warehouse.
In the apocalypse, Mo Yuwan had become an expert at picking locks as a lone survivor, so the factory lock was no problem for her. She quickly locked up, then got in the car.
All the way, she hummed a cheerful tune.
Once in the car, she noticed her mother looked like she wanted to say something but was holding back. After a moment, she explained, “Mom, we may be out of money, but Ye Gaoyuan isn’t.”
Hearing her call her ex-husband by name, Mo Siying was a little displeased and couldn’t help but correct her, “How can you call your father that? Even if he wasn’t good to me, and he’s not a good person, he’s still your father. You should respect your elders!”
If this had been the old Mo Yuwan, she might have just pouted and agreed, but now she was someone who’d survived more than a decade in the apocalypse.
And besides, how her mother died in her previous life had always been a knot in her heart.
Her expression was calm, but her voice trembled slightly.
“Mom, do you know how you died in your last life?”
Originally, Mo Yuwan hadn’t wanted to bring this up—no one wants to know how they die. For anyone, learning about their own death in advance is a cruel thing.
Mo Siying was stunned, then realized—her daughter had only ever mentioned herself, never her mother, so she must have died very early.
She didn’t say anything, just waited quietly for her daughter to continue.
Mo Yuwan didn’t keep her in suspense. Her hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles turned white.
“Our house was taken over by Ye Gaoyuan and that woman in the last life.”
“In the apocalypse, he awakened a strength ability. Because of a so-called ‘couldn’t help himself,’ you got pregnant again. We couldn’t fight him. During an escape, he threw you—pregnant—into a zombie horde, just to buy himself a little more time to run away.”
“I watched you get swallowed by the zombies. I tried to grab you, but I couldn’t.”
“He even said it was because you were too useless, that you didn’t protect his son.”
“If you’d just run a little faster, you wouldn’t have been pushed.”
Mo Yuwan didn’t go into every detail, just gave the main points.
She only needed her mother to know the truth.
Thinking back on her previous life, it really was hell on earth.
At the start of the apocalypse, they’d taken over her and her mother’s house. Outside, snow was falling, but they were inside, warm and cozy in soft sweaters, while she and her mother went out scavenging in nothing but thin jackets.
Later, when the base was established, they had to come out to survive, and on the road, that man pushed her mother to her death.
And her mother had hated him so much at that time—how could she have gotten pregnant? The truth was obvious, even without her spelling it out.
In the end, he still blamed her mother for not running fast enough.
For not protecting his son.
The more Mo Yuwan thought about it, the more she hated him. She wanted to kill that man right now, but she knew the apocalypse hadn’t started yet—she couldn’t do that.
Hearing all this, Mo Siying was shocked. She’d imagined a thousand things he might do, but never that he could be so inhuman…
She didn’t scream or cry, just fell silent, reflecting on her life.
Her hands were trembling.
Seeing her mother like this, Mo Yuwan thought for a moment, then added, her voice tinged with pride, “Mom! I did get revenge for you in the end!”
She didn’t say how, but Mo Siying knew it couldn’t have been easy.
She was just a college girl, alone in the apocalypse, and not only survived but avenged her mother. Just thinking about it, she could imagine the suffering.
She didn’t ask how her daughter had done it, but changed the subject.
“What about your grandparents… do you know what happened to them?”
Mo Yuwan wasn’t surprised by the question. She knew her mother had always felt guilty about her parents.
“After we parted ways, I went back to our hometown to look for them.”
Even though it had been a long time, the memory was still vivid.
Traveling from their current city to her grandparents’ home had been a life-or-death journey in the apocalypse, but the result…
She gathered her thoughts.
“But there wasn’t a single person left in that village—only zombies.”
“I killed every zombie in the village, but I never saw Grandpa or Grandma. Not just them—everyone seemed to have vanished. Grandma Yang, Grandpa Zhang, Uncle Li—I didn’t see any of them.”
“Even the kids I used to play with—none of them were there.”
Mo Yuwan had lived in that village for a long time as a child, before her mother brought her to this city.
They were now in Tongcheng, a coastal second-tier city, while her grandparents’ city was about a thousand kilometers away.
She’d made that journey alone, taking about two months round trip.
It was a rough, dangerous trip. Before the apocalypse, it would have been just a day’s drive.
If she hadn’t awakened her mutated ice ability, she might not have survived, or even dared to try.
For most people, it was a road of no return.
Hearing this, Mo Siying was stunned.
All zombies? But not a single familiar face? How could that be??
Mo Yuwan saw her mother’s expression but said nothing.
Her grandparents were already in their seventies. In that situation, without their children to protect them, there was almost no hope of survival. So when she kicked open the old door and saw the chaos inside but not a single person, her heart went cold.
After a long while, Mo Siying took out her phone and dialed a familiar number.
Mo Yuwan glanced at it—it was her grandparents’ landline.
For her, it had been more than ten years, and she’d long forgotten the number, but seeing it now brought back memories.
She watched as her mother’s finger hovered over the call button, hesitating.
She reached out and pressed the button for her.
The phone started ringing. Mo Yuwan turned to watch her mother.
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