Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System
Chapter 78: Beginning of the End..

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Beginning of the End..

As the rain pattered sharply against the glass windows of the villa, Zhou Yinuo and Liang Zihan sat close to the others, huddled near a small fire. The small fire was soon created by them to remove the darkness inside the room.

The dull gray of the skies pressed down on them, suffocating everyone. For a long time, no one spoke anything. Then someone whispered, "The rain’s back again..."

That single sentence made the entire room go quiet. A heavy silence fell before Zhou Yinuo finally said, "The first time it rained... that was the day everything changed."

Liang Zihan nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on the droplets sliding down the window. "Back then, no one expected it. It was just rain. Cold, heavy... maybe a little strange. But no one thought it would turn the world upside down."

"It was supposed to bring relief from scorching heat," Zhou Yinuo continued with a low voice. "The skies had been clear for too long. The land had become dry. We thought it was a blessing from the heavens."

"But instead, it became a curse," Liang Zihan whispered.

That rain was the beginning of it all, the first time when humans began turning into zombies. Those who were exposed to the rain either died or awakened strange abilities, and most of them turned into zombies.

They remembered the chaos that followed the rain. Streets were flooded not with water, but with blood and screams. People who were laughing with their families in the morning were hunting them down by night. The line between the living and the dead blurred in a matter of hours.

"It wasn’t even just about surviving the zombies," Zhou Yinuo said bitterly. "It was about surviving each other. You never knew who would turn next. A mother hugging her child one moment... and biting through his neck the next."

"The corpses were everywhere," Liang Zihan said, closing his eyes briefly. "Some were zombies that had been killed. Others... were people who became zombies and were then killed by someone they loved. It was a massacre. The streets smelled like death for days."

"There was no food, no clean water, no trust," Zhou Yinuo added.

"You couldn’t even let your guard down around your own kind. Fear made people monsters before the zombies ever could."

And now... the rain had returned.

No one knew what it would bring this time. Would it create more awakened ones? Or would it drag even more people into the jaws of the undead?

As they stared out at the downpour, a cold shiver ran down everyone’s spine. The zombies outside twitched unnaturally. They seemed to react to the rain.

After some time, Zhou Yinuo glanced at Liang Zihan again. "Do you think we’ll awaken?" she asked.

"I don’t know," Liang Zihan said. "But I’d rather die trying than become one of them."

Chen Wei leaned back, sighing. "The rain affects everyone differently. It might kill us. It might change us. Or maybe it’ll do nothing. But we won’t know until it stops."

The stranger group’s eyes also turned misty. They also remembered what followed after it.

A pain they would never be able to forget.

The man who was a space-user, as Liora recognized him, slowly murmured, "We were part of a SWAT team.

At the start, we were also sent to evacuate civilians. Our team was twenty-seven strong people. We had trained for disasters, riots, outbreaks... but this was something else. No one has faced anything like this."

Another member, a woman who was a water-type user, continued, "We saved as many people as we could. Got them into bunkers. Carried kids on our backs. Fought off the infected with nothing but batons and bullets. But it was still not enough."

"They died... all of them," the man continued. "One by one. Some were torn apart in front of us. Some sacrificed themselves to hold off the zombies just long enough for civilians to escape. But what did we get... nothing, only death."

His eyes became red as he remembered the scene from a year ago. His face was contracted with anger and hatred.

"A group of survivors we saved... they turned on us. Locked us out of a shelter to save themselves. Left us to die alone just for saving a few packets of supplies. My brother was still outside. I watched him get dragged away. I couldn’t do anything."

Liora’s heart clenched. The room had gone completely still.

"After that, we made a vow. That we’d survive. That we’d never rely on anyone’s mercy again. We’d get stronger, no matter what. For our fallen teammates. For the people who couldn’t save themselves."

"We stopped calling ourselves SWAT that day. Now... we’re just survivors who don’t want to lose anyone else."

Liora’s eyes dropped to the floor. She didn’t know what to say. No one did.

She knew people’s greed knew no bounds, but it is simply inhuman to lock the people outside who had gone to save other people.

They forgot they were also saved by that same man. How could they be so cruel?

But alas, what can she say? One’s true nature always comes in the face of fear.

The group went silent once again. No one spoke anything. Everyone was mourning for the lost...

They all turned toward the window again, watching the rain hit harder and faster.

Outside the window, the zombies continued to twitch and shift strangely. Some tilted their heads toward the sky as if in trance, their mouths opening wordlessly. Others slowly began to move in circles or raised their arms like they were being pulled by invisible strings.

It was eerie, unnatural, and completely different from how they had behaved, as if the rain was speaking to them, or was someone really commanding them. A strange thought crossed Liora’s mind but just as it came, it disappeared. After all, who would have the ability to control zombies.

Now the most important thing is to figure out, about what changes this rain would bring. Would the zombies evolve again? Would new horrors emerge from the storm? No one knew.

But deep down, they could all feel it—something was coming. Something worse than before.

The rain was not just water anymore. It was a signal. A warning. And just how much stronger the zombies would become this time... no one knew.

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