My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 136

Reflecting on everything happening around her, Kisha felt that encountering a level 1 this early was no longer surprising. The second Blood Rain had arrived six months ahead of schedule, and superhumans were emerging earlier than in her previous lives. Everything seemed to be moving at a fast-forward pace, causing a headache to creep in as she grappled with the rapid changes.

Her memories from past lives were becoming less reliable, and she realized that much of what she knew might no longer be 100% accurate.

Two hours ago...

Sparrow had been traveling non-stop for two hours, leaping from roof to roof. He had used up five stamina boosters and five black vials of liquid just to catch up with Duke and the rest. He was eager to deliver the news that the three Colton camps had been razed to the ground with zero survivors. _{freёwebnovel.com}

Exhausted and eager to rest after completing his mission, when finally reached them but for now, he could only smile to himself.

He was proud, and rightfully so, for he had just avenged his fallen comrades who had been killed and tortured by the Coltons. He knew that his other buddies, who were with Kisha and Duke, would be very pleased to hear how the Coltons’ camps met their end. He was eager to recount every detail: how their enemies’ faces lost all hope when they realized they were doomed.

But despite his happiness, there was a sadness in his eyes. All he could do now was keep moving forward and protect what was left to protect: his master and his wife. He steeled himself to do better and become stronger so that he could achieve this.

But his thoughts were distracted by the rain again. He felt something was wrong with it but couldn’t pinpoint what it was. He also noticed the zombies on the streets becoming more frenzied as if they were high on drugs. Their screeching roars were eerie enough to make his hair stand on end, and his heartbeat skyrocketed almost every time he heard their terrifying, intensified growls.

He sensed something was off but couldn’t quite grasp what it was. However, there was no time to stop and ponder. He pressed on, knowing he was still too far from Kisha and the others. Sparrow increased his speed, though the heavy bags he was carrying slightly hindered his movements but he did not want to let it go.

He selected the most useful items he could find from the three camps that were still usable. He sneaked in without alerting the zombies and managed not to disturb them. After salvaging whatever he could, he left the rubble and the zombies to deal with the aftermath of the explosion and the deaths of the Coltons.

His thoughts were interrupted by an ominous feeling looming over him. He halted on one of the rooftops, scanning his surroundings. The heavy rain obstructed his view, blurring everything and making it difficult to see clearly.

But he sensed that something was wrong as if he were being stalked like prey. His instincts kicked in, urging him to be careful. Yet, no matter where he looked, the surroundings were eerily quiet. Aside from the sound of the rain, the usual roars of the zombies had ceased, leaving an unsettling silence.