My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 659

Everyone nodded at Sparrow’s plan, acknowledging the necessity of his search.

"Don’t worry, Captain. We’ve got things handled here, so you don’t have to stress about it," one of the men assured him. However, his words carried a hint of uncertainty, as if he were merely saying them to boost morale.

The truth was, none of them fully understood what was happening to their bodies or how long this weakened state would last. All they could do was stick together and push forward.

As for Sparrow, he wasn’t just any normal member of the Winters’ men—he was one of the core members. Even before awakening his abilities, he had already been stronger than them.

Now, despite suffering from the same status abnormality, they still saw him as the most capable and reliable among them. Keeping him here felt like caging a bird that was meant to fly. In the end, they could only let him do what he did best.

After confirming that everyone understood his plan, Sparrow took one last appreciative glance at his team before turning away. Without hesitation, he sprinted down the hall and leaped over the balcony railing.

Normally, a fall from the second floor wouldn’t be an issue for him, but as he landed, a sharp jolt of pain shot up his legs, as if a hammer had struck a nail straight through his feet. His knees buckled slightly, and he clenched his teeth to stifle a groan.

"Ugh... this really—" He didn’t even finish his sentence before forcing himself to move, staggering forward despite the lingering numbness in his legs.

Shaking off the pain, Sparrow made his way out of the town hall’s perimeter, keeping a vigilant eye on his surroundings. The front gate was in ruins, lying twisted and broken on the ground.

Scattered across the entrance were abandoned backpacks, plastic bags, and other belongings—evidence of the town people’s desperate scramble for safety. He could only deduce that when the apocalypse struck, people had grabbed whatever they could in a hurry and rushed to the town hall, believing the presence of stationed soldiers would make it the safest refuge.

It seemed the town hall had shut its doors on the civilians, leaving them with no choice but to force their way in. With sheer numbers and desperate strength, they must have pushed down the gate, overwhelming the entrance. In the end, the town hall had been overrun.

Sparrow shook his head. He couldn’t say for certain what had happened. Perhaps the building was already packed with civilians, and the officials had no way to accommodate more, urging the rest to seek shelter elsewhere while waiting for military backup.

Or maybe the mayor had simply refused to let anyone else in. Either way, the result was the same—chaos. And judging by the massive horde of migrating zombies he had seen from inside the town hall earlier, it was clear that a huge crowd had gathered here when everything fell apart.

Creak...

Creak...

Swoosh...