After arriving in Los Angeles, Bai Yaoyao quickly stored the RVs prepared by Monkey in her space and wanted to return to their home country with him.
“Don’t rush, Yaoyao! You’re so awesome now, come with me to collect some more stuff!” Monkey said with sparkling eyes.
Bai Yaoyao asked, “What stuff?”
“Those people who were chasing me some time ago—I found their headquarters and discovered they’ve hoarded a lot of antiques and gold. Many of those antiques are from our Huaguo. Let’s take them back! We can’t let those drug-dealing scumbags benefit. I finally found a good car I liked and wanted to buy it through proper channels, but it turned out to be a trap they set for me. If I weren’t so clever, I would’ve been done for this time!” Monkey said, clearly eager to stir up trouble.
Bai Yaoyao was tempted. Gold was too expensive, and she hadn’t bought any.
In prosperous times, antiques are valuable; in chaotic times, gold is precious; in the apocalypse, cultivation matters. It wouldn’t hurt to stock up. Besides, their ancestors’ belongings should be retrieved, and she could also get the car Monkey had his eye on.
So she said, “Give me the location. You hurry back to the country—I’ll go get them myself!”
Monkey instantly panicked: “Yaoyao, don’t leave me out! I can help distract them.”
Bai Yaoyao flexed her wrists and ankles, saying, “Do you want to spar?”
“Goodbye, Yaoyao!”
In less than ten seconds, Monkey had vanished from Bai Yaoyao’s sight.
Bai Yaoyao smiled. Her brothers all had their quirks, but there were certain lines they would never cross.
Without much effort, Bai Yaoyao successfully obtained the antiques and gold Monkey had mentioned.
Seeing so many beautiful antiques, she felt a slight thrill. She opened her phone and searched online:
“Which countries have the most lost Huaguo antiques?”
Then, Bai Yaoyao traveled day and night to six countries: Y, F, R, M, D, and E.
Every time she left a country, news broke about a museum theft in that nation.
Returning these to their rightful owners—that wasn’t too much to ask, was it?
Bai Yaoyao marveled again: this space ability was incredible—absolutely perfect for plundering! So satisfying! So exhilarating!
She thought to herself, if the apocalypse ever ended and Huaguo was willing to offer her a legitimate job—one that didn’t involve killing, with social insurance and housing fund—she would donate all these antiques.
Besides collecting antiques during her six-country tour, she also replenished supplies in every category.
Forget supporting herself and a few brothers—she could sustain an entire base without any issues. Though she said that, she had no intention of actually establishing one.
Bai Yaoyao only wanted to grow stronger, kill zombies, and end the apocalypse. She had no interest in management and no desire to form teams with strangers.
Having her brothers was enough.
Suddenly, she missed everyone terribly.
…
Before returning to Huaguo, Bai Yaoyao had been urging everyone to gather quickly. She feared the apocalypse might arrive early or that someone might encounter trouble on the road, preventing them from reuniting.
In her previous life, by coincidence, Doomsday happened to fall on their master’s death anniversary. Everyone had returned, so they started out together—trusting each other and cooperating well—which allowed them to gradually gain a foothold.
When Bai Yaoyao arrived in H City, Peiqi came to the airport to pick her up.
“My sister, I finally get to see you! Do you know how much stuff you bought?! I had to rent out the entire row of warehouses, and even that was almost not enough!” Peiqi couldn’t help but complain the moment she saw Bai Yaoyao.
“I know. Let’s go straight to the warehouse.” Bai Yaoyao didn’t want to explain over and over, so she decided to say nothing for now.
The adorable Peiqi chattered nonstop along the way. Bai Yaoyao smiled without speaking—listening to the little chatterbox felt wonderful.
In the sixth year of the apocalypse, Peiqi had died. Counting back, it had been four years since they last met.
It wasn’t until Bai Yaoyao stored all the supplies from the space right in front of Peiqi that it was as if a mute button had been pressed on Peiqi’s mouth—not another word could escape.
Seeing Peiqi in this state, Bai Yaoyao didn’t dare let her drive, afraid she’d steer them straight into a ditch.
Following the location Peiqi had given, Bai Yaoyao headed west, clearly noticing the area growing more remote and the people fewer. Although finding zombies to fight would be more troublesome, safety came first. Besides, they had a vehicle prepared.
Bai Yaoyao didn’t consider herself some chosen one, reborn to achieve greatness and look down on low-level zombies.
Better safe than sorry. In this life, she hoped everyone could survive till the end.
The villa was well-situated, not too close to either Fengming Mountain or the city center. The city was swarming with zombies, while Fengming Mountain teemed with mutated animals and plants.
As soon as she entered the villa gate, Bai Yaoyao knew Peiqi had done a reliable job—you could say the gate was as sturdy as a prison’s.
It was a standalone property with a private courtyard, surrounded by walls topped with an additional two meters of electric fencing. Just as Bai Yaoyao stepped out of the car, a dark shadow came flying at her. Out of habit, she almost struck out, but then she realized it was Gouzi.
Gouzi was a Siberian sled dog—ahem, also known as a Husky. Bai Yaoyao had named him Gouzi.
She had picked him up on the road, but since she was often on missions and it was inconvenient to keep him, she had left him with Peiqi.
Gouzi looked at Bai Yaoyao with resentful eyes, as if trying to convey something, expressing his displeasure through constant whining and dramatic rolling around.
Bai Yaoyao had never been particularly affectionate toward Gouzi. There was no reason—she just didn’t like keeping pets. They were troublesome and required effort.
When she first found the dog, she thought he was quite good-looking and had heard this breed wasn’t very smart, so she took him to the police station on her way.
Unexpectedly, the stubborn dog refused to be separated from her. Even after she gave him a couple of hard kicks, he wouldn’t leave. So, Bai Yaoyao ended up keeping him for a while.
After he destroyed everything in the house, Bai Yaoyao had had enough and left him with Peiqi, only visiting occasionally.
Yet, it was this dog she had never paid much attention to who, in her previous life, took a zombie’s claw for her. Having been starved for a long time, he couldn’t withstand it—not only did he fail to become a mutated beast, but he died outright.
Bai Yaoyao suddenly hugged Gouzi, gave him a kiss, and held him tightly in her arms. Gouzi was completely stunned, unable to comprehend this sudden burst of affection from his owner. He even forgot to protest, standing there in a daze.
Bai Yaoyao laughed heartily twice. It felt so good.
“Sister Yao, you’re finally back!” Xiaomi and the others, hearing the noise, came out of the house.
Bai Yaoyao looked up.
Fatty, Xiaomi, Shitou, Monkey, Dada Juan, Adai, Keke, Xiao Shiliu, and Peiqi beside her—these were the comrades who had stayed with her till the end in her previous life.
And…
Lulu and Chen Xuan.
These two had turned into zombies right from the start. Fatty had also been asked to notify them to come over. Though witnessing it again would be cruel, they were still comrades after all—what if they hadn’t turned into zombies?
They had to see it with their own eyes to truly accept it.
Bai Yaoyao looked at the eleven people and one dog before her and said, “From now on, we are no longer the Dark Night Assassin Organization—we are the Dark Night Squad. We’ve changed professions.”