Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse

Si Sha was a professional assassin.

Ranked second on the global hitman leaderboard,

he belonged to a foreign assassination syndicate.

Rumors said he had been groomed by the organization since childhood.

Brutal and cold-hearted by nature,

he would kill anyone—good or evil—as long as the price was right.

Conscience? Nonexistent.

Once, to complete a mission, he murdered Hua Country’s highly accomplished and morally upright foreign minister.

Not only that, he also slaughtered the minister’s wife and their three-month-old daughter.

On another occasion, to rescue the leader of an international crime syndicate, he set up an ambush and gunned down eleven Interpol officers escorting the captive.

That leader happened to be the world’s most notorious drug lord,

whose synthetic narcotics had been smuggled into multiple nations, destroying countless lives and families.

By saving him, Si Sha had indirectly condemned countless more to addiction and ruin.

But his cruelty didn’t stop there. He killed indiscriminately.

Reliable intel claimed that during one mission, he murdered several innocent students for no reason—

simply because one of them accidentally bumped into him while passing by.

Even after the student apologized, Si Sha broke into their hotel room under cover of night and butchered them.

Such atrocities were too numerous to count.

Even among assassins, his sheer lack of humanity was unparalleled.

And this Si Sha had long viewed Lu Chen as his nemesis.

Obsessed with eliminating him to claim the top spot among assassins,

Si Sha had repeatedly sabotaged Lu Chen’s missions behind the scenes.

When Lu Chen uncovered his schemes, the two engaged in a fierce duel.

Though ranked second, Si Sha was no match for Lu Chen’s skill.

That day, he was left severely wounded, nearly dead.

But the cunning bastard fled just in time.

Lu Chen would have pursued him,

but fate intervened—a phone call brought news of the killer who had murdered his parents and sister.

After searching for over a decade, he couldn’t let this lead slip away.

So he let Si Sha escape.

Otherwise, the man would’ve been a corpse long ago.

Later, ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‍Lu Chen remained in Hua Country.

Then came the apocalypse.

And now, against all odds, Si Sha stood before him again.

Under these circumstances, no less.

When Si Sha spotted Lu Chen, a flicker of surprise crossed his face.

He smirked. "Well, well, Lu Chen. Fancy meeting you here. What a... delightful coincidence."

He spat the last words through gritted teeth.

The tension between them was palpable.

"You two have history?" Ling Jing asked coolly.

Lu Chen shook his head faintly. "Not really."

Then, as an afterthought, added,

"He’s not worth the title."

Si Sha: !!!

"Pfft—"

Ling Jing covered his lips with a fist, suppressing a laugh.

He glanced at Si Sha. "Honestly? I think that’s... completely accurate."

Si Sha: !!!

This was beyond insulting!

"Brave words for men about to die," Si Sha sneered. "Let’s see how smug you are when I’m done with you."

"Oh? I’m curious—how exactly do you plan to ‘deal’ with us?"

Ling Jing arched a brow, his tone breezy, his gaze lazy.

As if Si Sha’s threats were nothing more than background noise.

Nothing infuriated a man more than realizing his rage had no effect—like punching cotton, leaving no mark.

"Who the hell are you?" Si Sha snarled, glaring at Ling Jing as if trying to bore holes through him. "This is between me and Lu Chen!"

Ling Jing shrugged and slung an arm around Lu Chen’s shoulders, the picture of camaraderie.

"Who am I?" He smirked. "You’re not worthy of knowing. But you can call me... Grandpa."

Si Sha: !!!

Fury burned in Si Sha’s chest. With a sharp command, he sent a mutated hyena lunging at Ling Jing.

But Lu Chen yanked Ling Jing behind him, his eyes icy.

"Lu Ying, go!"

The moment he spoke, a regal gray wolf materialized out of thin air.

Its powerful frame radiated dominance, its eyes sharp with lethal intent.

In a flash, it leaped—pouncing onto the charging hyena with a snarl.

Fangs met fur as wolf and beast clashed violently.

Lu Ying’s sudden appearance was thanks to a bracelet on Lu Chen’s wrist—a gift from Yun Xiaoxiao.

The bracelet allowed him to store one or two mutated creatures and a small amount of supplies.

Yun Xiaoxiao had purchased it from the System Shop using her accumulated crystal points.

As her points grew, the shop upgraded, offering even more diverse items.

So she’d gotten one for every elite in the base.

Of course, this left her broke—her points drained to zero.

But at least the daily affection from her allies would slowly replenish her reserves.

For now, though, she was back to square one.

Back to the fight—

While Lu Ying battled the hyena, Lu Chen and Si Sha charged at each other.

Their clash triggered the others into motion.

A hunchbacked middle-aged man with a centipede coiling around his arm instantly lunged at Mu Yang.

With a flick of his wrist, the centipede shot into the air—

expanding mid-flight until it stretched over ten meters long.

The monstrous arthropod slithered across the ground at terrifying speed, its sheer size enough to unsettle anyone.

Mu Yang’s expression turned serious, but his eyes held no fear.

He raised his right hand, and in the next instant, a green mantis appeared.

The insect swiftly grew to towering proportions,

its body evolving translucent wings.

As the centipede struck, the mantis took flight, dodging effortlessly.

Then, with its bladed forelimbs raised high, it slashed downward—

Mu Yang and the hunchback engaged in their own brutal duel.

"Hey there, handsome~ You look strong. Ever been with a woman before?"

The false Yun Xiaoxiao giggled, her form melting into that of a seductive temptress.

She arched her ample chest, batting her lashes at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng recoiled in disgust.

"Get lost!"

Without hesitation, he hurled a fireball at her.

"Ooh, feisty!" Wu Mei dodged with a playful shriek, then pouted. "So cold, little brother. Guess you really haven’t been properly... warmed up yet. How about I teach you a thing or two?"

"Pfft—"

Nie Yizhou choked back laughter at Xiao Feng’s darkened expression.

Xiao Feng shot him a death glare.

*Laugh again, and I’ll roast you next.*

Nie Yizhou raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright, I’ll stop—*pfft*—"

He bit his lip, shoulders shaking.

Xiao Feng: "......"