Weird Apocalypse: Rebirth Starts with Trillions of Ghost Money

Chapter 1477 I'm relieved... my ass! Yes and no...

Seeing the trust in Hong Wenli's eyes, Chen Mu couldn't help but nod emphatically and solemnly accept the envelope.

"Dude, like I always say, you can trust me to handle things!" Chen Mu said.

Hong Wenli was also moved and placed his hand on Chen Mu's leg. "Boss Chen, you are really kind-hearted. If I can get out of here alive, I want to recognize you as my elder brother."

At this point, Hong Wenli couldn't help but think of his daughter.

Before the bizarre apocalypse, he was a happy family of three, with a wife and a daughter.

One rainy night, his daughter suddenly developed a high fever.

He drove anxiously with his daughter to the county hospital.

Unfortunately, his car stalled on the road and he couldn't start it.

The mountain road was rugged, and he and his family of three waited in the car for the ambulance to arrive.

Because of the time lost, it's too late for anything.

His daughter died from a high fever, and later his wife divorced him.

Then came the bizarre apocalypse.

Therefore, when Chen Mu said that leaving alive would allow him to see his family, Hong Wenli was reminded of that long-forgotten past.

However, things are unpredictable. Or rather, Mr. Chen's thinking is unpredictable.

While Hong Wenli was still reminiscing about the past, he didn't notice at all that Chen Mu had taken the envelope and immediately tore off the seal.

Chen Mu opened the sealed letter on the spot without hesitation.

All of this happened too suddenly, mainly because Chen Mu changed his attitude too quickly.

When Hong Wenli arrived, his first thought wasn't why Chen Mu had opened the letter, but whether he was hallucinating.

Hong Wenli was stunned for three seconds before he suddenly realized what was happening.

Chen Mu, that old rascal, he opened the envelope for me!

You can trust me with what? Trust my ass!

At that moment, Hong Wenli inside the sedan chair emitted a sharp, explosive sound.

Meanwhile, 800 meters directly in front of the sedan chair, an old, dilapidated car was rattling along.

In the driver's seat of the car sat a person who looked exactly like Hong Wenli!

An icon floats above his head.

Clearly, he is the recipient this time!

He was breathing rapidly, his back was covered in sweat, and his face was flushed with anxiety.

He frantically slammed his foot on the gas pedal, almost making it smoke.

In the passenger seat next to him was a little girl with a high fever and a flushed face.

Judging from her appearance, the little girl was in very bad condition, with her eyes closed and her breathing rapid.

The recipient was originally a member of the survivor camp. He and his daughter lived in the camp.

His daughter started having a fever last night.

There was a supply of medicine in the camp, which the survivors had risked their lives to find in a small clinic.

In the zombie apocalypse, production has come to a standstill. The remaining medicine is the most precious resource.

The camps in the post-apocalyptic world are far from as good as imagined.

In the face of resource shortages, this precious medicine was given the highest priority and was only supplied to the camp's high command.

The recipient knew he would never need it, and his daughter would certainly never need it either!

If they wait any longer, their daughter will die here sooner or later.

So in the afternoon, taking advantage of the guards changing shifts, he stole an old, beat-up car and sped out of the camp with his daughter.

His target was the hospital, where there should still be a large quantity of medicine stored.

Even if this journey is fraught with peril!

Upon learning that the car had been stolen, the camp's higher-ups immediately sent men with guns to give chase.

But when they saw that the stolen car was just an old, beat-up vehicle, not some kind of armored vehicle or off-road vehicle.

Fearing the zombies outside, the camp eventually abandoned the pursuit.

The recipient drove out and sped off.

Fortunately, the road leading to the hospital is a ring road, and the road surface damage is not as severe as in the city.

However, surrounded and intercepted by zombies, he drove for most of the afternoon, and it was almost dark, but he still hadn't reached the hospital.

Along the way, zombies would occasionally try to intercept the vehicle.

He could only drive as fast as he could to shake off the zombies that were following him.

However, the recipient knew that given the car's performance and the nearly empty fuel tank, there was a very high chance he wouldn't make it to the hospital.

However, the recipient never expected that what happened next was even more terrifying.

Suddenly, a massive army of zombies appeared behind my car!

The number of zombies in this army far exceeded anything he had ever seen before. Even the survivor camps had never witnessed such a scene!

I reckon half the city's zombies have gathered here.

The recipient was almost in tears, wondering what terrible things he had done. He was just driving a beat-up old car, so why were so many zombies chasing him all of a sudden?

Moreover, there was a large sedan chair guarding the front of the zombie.

Could it be that the city's zombie king has suddenly appeared?

Are these zombies going to attend the coronation ceremony?

Was it just bad luck that I ended up blocking their path?

With this in mind, the recipient even tried to turn left and right, directly bypassing the main road.

To my surprise, as soon as I turned the corner, the group of zombies behind me also turned the corner!

They themselves crawled into the nooks and crannies, and the zombie army also crawled into the nooks and crannies.

Several zombies were even pushed so hard that they crashed into the wall and died, while the zombie army relentlessly pursued them.

At that moment, the recipient was on the verge of tears.

He realized that he must have offended the important person in the sedan chair.

He'd been set up; that zombie king was destined to kill him today!

"How could someone as ordinary as me be targeted by someone like this?"

The recipient inwardly groaned, just then he heard a sharp explosion coming from inside the sedan chair.

The explosion was so horrifying and terrifying that it sent chills down one's spine.

That's not a sound a human could make!

Without a doubt, it must be the zombie king inside the sedan chair, already excitedly shouting out.

At this moment, the sedan chair was already closely following behind the recipient's car.

Along with the three zombies that had been chasing him, the zombie army kicked them away with a roar.

The sedan chair went faster and faster, and the zombies carrying it were practically blurring into afterimages!

This clearly demonstrates the immense power of the Zombie King's aura; even zombies are terrified of him.

In just a few seconds, the sedan chair was running alongside the dilapidated car.

The recipient turned his head with difficulty and glanced at the sedan chair.

His heart was in his throat. The person in the sedan chair, the powerful king who led the zombie army, was probably staring at him through the curtain!

Before he could react, the curtain of the sedan chair was pulled open from the inside.

"Hello, this is your letter."