Published: January 30, 2025
“Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.”
Wen Yu hazily opened his eyes, his consciousness returning to his body with the alarm ringing by the bed.
“What... what’s going on?”
Looking at the familiar rental apartment in front of him and feeling his intact body, Wen Yu couldn't help but recall what had just happened…
Just moments ago, Wen Yu and his hunting team were on a mission.
This so-called hunting team was merely a third-rate team in a third-rate gathering place, and the strongest member of the team, Wen Yu himself, was just a newly promoted level two warrior.
Everyone knew that this level of team was nothing more than cannon fodder in the apocalypse.
And the so-called mission was naturally a task suitable for cannon fodder… to attract the attention of a level five mutated beast.
Then, lure it into the trap set by the main combat team. The huge rewards and sharp blades made it impossible for Wen Yu to refuse this suicide mission.
Unfortunately, cannon fodder could never change the essence of being cannon fodder.
When Wen Yu's team came into contact with the target creature, they faced a full thirty level three mutated beasts at the same time.
By the time Wen Yu realized the situation and turned to flee, a third of the entire cannon fodder team had already been torn apart.
And Wen Yu himself was smashed in the head by the level five mutated beast, less than a hundred meters from the trap.
Then, when Wen Yu opened his eyes again, what he saw was the small rental apartment where he had lived for three years.
“What’s going on here?”
Wen Yu immediately sat up and stood next to the mirror by his bed.
Looking at himself in the mirror, his frail body lacked the strength he once had.
In the past, although he was merely cannon fodder, he still possessed the strength of a level two warrior, with a body weight of at least a ton and distinctly defined muscles, robust and strong.
Now, the body in front of him looked weak, like an ordinary big brother from a neighboring house.
The more Wen Yu looked at his body, the more familiar it felt, as if he were looking at himself before he had changed jobs.
“Could it be?” Wen Yu seemed to think of something and suddenly rushed to the computer, carefully examining the date on the screen.
“May 25, 2017, this is… this is when the apocalypse began, a year ago! Could it be that I have been reborn? I have been reborn, haha, hahahaha, hahahahaha…”
Wen Yu's laughter grew louder and crazier; as he thought of his past life as cannon fodder, tears began to flow.
If he could start over, would he still become a cowardly cannon fodder? Would he still accept the exploitation and disdain of the strong? Would he still live through such a miserable life?
“Absolutely not, absolutely not!” Wen Yu shouted crazily; this was heaven's favor and blessing for him.
Wen Yu took a deep breath.
“Ah…”
Suddenly, a piercing scream broke the tranquility of the neighborhood.
“What the hell, can’t people get some rest?”
“Damn, are they crazy?”
“Damn it, it sounds so creepy.”
Countless curses echoed from the building; many people strongly protested against the sudden scream.
However, the screams not only did not cease, but instead intensified, coming from not just downstairs but also from the hallways and inside homes.
“Help, someone is being killed!”
“Honey, what’s wrong, don’t bite me, ah, ah…”
Wen Yu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart; he quickly locked his door, found a table, and quickly barricaded it at the entrance. Then he rushed to the window to look downstairs.
He saw the source of the screams in the community: a young couple who had just gotten married were now exhibiting their affection in the square.
The man was tightly holding his wife, madly kissing his "lover's" cheeks, which would have been a beautiful act under normal circumstances, were it not for the chunks of flesh and blood in his mouth.
Wen Yu had seen this scene in his previous life because this was the first image he witnessed when the apocalypse began.