Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: The Enemy

In the year 2104 of the Noah Era, God judged the entire world with a great rain.

The grey rain brought a hopeless mutation.

At first, it was only the people caught in the rain who developed fevers. In that fever, the vast majority turned into monsters that devoured flesh, while a tiny fraction developed supernatural abilities.

Later, the water sources were contaminated, and the entire world fell into an eternal night.

The apocalypse had arrived.

The believers knelt on the ground, pleading and praying to their God.

One day, two days…

Finally, the blond, blue-eyed bishop turned into a man-eating monster, killing the believers who, though of different skin tones, were equally gaunt, devout, and helpless.

Blood stained the magnificent, clean church. The white dress of the merciful-faced God was covered in bloody handprints, and the corners of the stone statue’s eyes were splattered with the blood of the faithful.

Like tears, they turned cold as they slid down, drying, staining, and fading away.

In the chaos, a pure child, under the agony of being gnawed upon, wept and bit their finger to write: “God has abandoned His people…”

March 7, Noah Era 2104.

Inside a dilapidated apartment building, dried bloodstains were mottled across the hallways, doors, and elevators, emitting a foul odor.

The old security door facing the elevator had been split open with an axe. The door stood wide open, revealing a floor covered in blood inside.

“Report on the main quest progress.”

A woman dressed in tight-fitting black clothes held a bone-chopping axe dripping with blood in her right hand, while her left hand pinched a single stalk of leek.

She held it with two fingers extended, showing just how rotten the leek had become.

Yin Shaoqing tossed it into the trash can in disgust, grabbed the clothes of a “victim” zombie to wipe her axe, and looked around to see if there was any other food.

“Tsk, Host, could you chop zombies a bit more elegantly? Look at all the blood in this room, it’s quite disgusting.”

The fat calico cat squatted on Yin Shaoqing’s shoulder, gripping her clothes tightly, refusing to get down. The flesh and blood on the floor would soil its fur.

“Disgusting?” Yin Shaoqing nibbled on a cookie that had passed its expiration date, frowning at the strange smell.

“Anyone who gets turned into a zombie and slaughtered is disgusting.”

Yin Shaoqing swallowed the moldy cookie and said expressionlessly: “Maybe one day I’ll be killed by someone, and I’ll die even more disgustingly than him.”

The dry, hard chocolate cookie made her throat ache as she swallowed.

Just half an hour ago, this vessel of hers almost turned into a zombie. Fortunately, she had transmigrated in, endured it through extreme peril, and even awakened an ability.

But that wasn’t the unluckiest part. The unluckiest part was that this “blind box” body she had unboxed had a brain that was a bit problematic.

Misanthropic, passive, and pessimistic.

Tsk, it certainly fits the apocalypse.

The fat cat pressed its furry paws against Yin Shaoqing’s face, clumsily comforting her.

It felt a bit resentful in its heart; if only it were more compatible with the host, it could have chosen a better body for her.

After struggling to eat a pack of expired cookies, Yin Shaoqing pressed her long, powerful hand onto the cat’s head and rubbed it vigorously.

“Where is the plot for the angst-trope female lead at?”

Eat, drink, and do the mission. Finishing the job early and leaving this body was more important.

The fat cat, howling from being rubbed, put away its guilt in a second, bared its sharp teeth, and kicked her several times.

Only then, satisfied, did it speak: “This world is a zombie apocalypse setting. The growth-type female lead, Yun Qianxue, has the ability ‘Ouroboros,’ which allows her to act as a relay station to quickly absorb external energy and replenish other ability users.”

At the same time, Yun Qianxue also has a peach blossom hairpin passed down from her ancestors. Inside it is a celestial spring that can cleanse the marrow and trigger supernatural abilities.

Unfortunately, in the original story, this hairpin was snatched by the white-lotus female support, who destroyed it after triggering her wood-attribute ability.

“A man’s wealth is his own ruin.” Yin Shaoqing parted her red lips and coldly spat out those words.

She didn’t need the fat cat to continue; she could already imagine what would happen to a weak woman who couldn’t even protect her own things while possessing such a rare ability.

Being kept like livestock, sliced up, researched, and used for live experiments—it wouldn’t be anything other than that.

Sure enough, the fat cat continued: “In the early stages, the female lead did not show any abilities. After being abandoned by the male lead and her fiancé, Yu Yinglang, her ability evolved during an incident where she was scratched by a zombie.”

But unfortunately, while she was looking for the female support to get the hairpin back, she was schemed against by the male lead and the villainous female support. On the pretext that she was mutating into a zombie, she was sent to the research institute.

After a series of inhumane live experiments, the male lead actually managed to research a method to quickly replenish an ability user’s energy on a small scale.

Because of this, the male lead and the villainous female support became celebrities in various bases, and people even built a wall of honor for them to show their gratitude.

And the female lead died during the experiments.

“Villainous female support?” Hearing this, Yin Shaoqing had a bad feeling.

She pointed a finger at her own face—one that was glamorous with a touch of heroic spirit—and raised an eyebrow, saying quite coolly: “Me?”

“Ahem…”

The fat cat looked at the sky and the ground, just not at her.

It wasn’t its decision. The cat was innocent; the cat knew nothing. It’s all the God Space’s fault!

Fine then.

Yin Shaoqing swung her axe, calculating the probability of the female lead’s destiny being corrected if she slaughtered the male lead and then chopped herself.

The apocalypse is the starting point, what’s the point of playing? Let’s just all be destroyed.

“Warning! Warning! Host’s misanthropy value has reached 70%. Please terminate your dangerous thoughts immediately!”

The fat cat’s fur stood on end. Destroying the enemy by a thousand while losing a thousand yourself is not the way to go, Host!

The cat rolled on the floor and cried. How did its sharp-tongued and overbearing host from the last life become so depressed and listless after her memory was wiped and she changed worlds?

Bah! It’s all the fault of the misanthropic shell the God Space shoved her into!

But with a host so hard to coax, the cat really couldn’t take it, ahhh!

“Tsk.”

Yin Shaoqing raised her hand and rubbed her aching forehead. This damned ailment was seriously affecting her emotions.

“Where is the female lead, and what is the current progress of the plot? I’ll go find her.”

She might as well see if the female lead of this world was still worth saving.

“Alright, Host.” As soon as serious business was mentioned, the fat cat immediately squatted down and reported obediently.

“The plot has progressed to the point where the white-lotus support stole the female lead’s hairpin and tricked her into returning to the apartment where they stayed the night before to search for it.”

“Now the female lead has been surrounded in the apartment by zombies lured by the white-lotus support. Host, you have one hour to rush there and save her.”

The fat cat pulled up a data map and drew a red circle in a corner of the adjacent city.

“Nanhua Xiang Apartment, City A7. A 40-minute drive.”

The fat cat put away the map. The remaining 20 minutes was the time for the host to clear out the zombies. After all, there were over a hundred zombies surrounding the place.

Yin Shaoqing lowered her eyes and sighed as she walked. Having to fight so many small mobs at the start… maybe destruction is better.

“Smack!” And then she was swatted on the head by the fat cat.

Tsk…

Destruction isn’t easy; Shaoqing sighs.

On the rooftop of the Huaxiang Apartment, a girl in blue jeans and a plaid shirt with a high ponytail was locking the rooftop door, drenched in cold sweat.

She panted heavily, her face pale, her hands trembling as she held the iron door.

Running all the way had exhausted her strength. The zombie howls echoing in the apartment and the footsteps getting closer and closer were breaking her down.

Yun Qianxue’s weak legs could no longer support her body, and she collapsed against the base of the wall.

Her fair palm was scraped by a small stone, and blood flowed out. It hurt.

But she couldn’t care about the pain. She just panic-strickenly sucked on the wound, trying her best not to let the scent of blood spread and attract more zombies.

“Bang!” The first zombie had arrived, crashing against the iron door of the rooftop.

Yun Qianxue’s teeth sank deep into her palm, and her face, smudged with dust, became contorted and twisted from fear. Her large apricot eyes were filled with terror and despair.

If only she had been more careful and hadn’t left the peach blossom hairpin in the apartment. Then she wouldn’t have come back to look for it, and she wouldn’t have been surrounded by zombies.

“Bang! Bang!” More crashing sounds rang out, the bombardment causing Yun Qianxue’s limbs to turn cold and spasm.

The scythe of death was held high; the feeling of having her neck tightened was terrible.

Tears rolled down her face unconsciously. She curled up in a corner of the rooftop, shaking as she wept silently.

Who could come and save her?

She didn’t want to die. She hadn’t found the owner of the peach blossom hairpin yet; she hadn’t finished the task her mother gave her.

“Heh… Roar!” The iron door, deformed by the impact, flew off its hinges. The snarling and roaring zombies, smelling a living human, pounced!

“Aaah!!” Yun Qianxue screamed as she swung the iron rod in her hand, knocking away the hand of the first zombie, but her hand and arm were scratched by the second zombie.

Pain came along with despair.

She had been scratched; everything was over.

Perhaps it was the feeling of having nothing left to lose, but Yun Qianxue suddenly found strength. She kicked away the zombie that was pouncing on her to gnaw, turned around, and vaulted over the railing.

She jumped straight down!

She would rather fall to her death than be torn apart bit by bit. That would be too painful. She was afraid.

“Tsk!” Despite rushing as fast as she could, she was still late.

Looking at the person falling from above, Yin Shaoqing kicked the wall of the apartment with her right foot and leaped high with her rope.

Her left arm caught her, and the heavy impact caused her to drop suddenly. A layer of skin was rubbed off her right hand by the rope.

It was bloody, hot, and stinging.

Yin Shaoqing’s lips pulled down as she stared at the filthy female lead in her arms, wondering if she should just throw her away.

“Host, please take note: if the female lead dies, we will receive a severe penalty!”

The fat cat’s fur stood on end as it sent a transmission: “Please cherish your life, save the female lead, and stay away from seeking death!”

Alright…

Yin Shaoqing kicked and shattered the glass on the 7th floor, protecting the female lead’s head as she charged into the apartment.

The caught Yun Qianxue was in a daze the whole time. It wasn’t until Yin Shaoqing placed her on the bed and went to kill the zombies in the room herself that she snapped back to reality as if struck by lightning.

She raised her eyes and stared blankly at this cool, tall woman whose movements were efficient and ruthless.

The moment she saw her face clearly, a needle-like pain surged through her head.

“Ugh…”

Amidst her pained groans, she saw this person wearing a white dress, standing beside her fiancé Yu Yinglang, smiling and daintily pointing at her while she was tied to the experimental table.

“Since the medicine has been researched, let’s not keep this person, okay?” The woman, looking like an angel in white, frowned slightly as she looked at the mangled and broken Yun Qianxue.

Undisguised disgust and triumph were in her eyes.

“Alright~ I’ll listen to you.” And her fiancé just reached out to embrace the woman, kiss her, and agree with her.

Then he let the experimental staff pull out her breathing tube, shred her corpse, and toss it to the zombies.

Resentment and indignation turned Yun Qianxue into an energy body that followed them. She wanted to see them get their retribution.

But in this apocalypse, justice never arrived after all.

The sinful people held immense power and lived leisurely.

The innocent people saw only darkness, their faces covered in blood.

She cursed and hated in a frenzy, only for her energy body to be broken by a thunderstorm.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the Huaxiang Apartment three years ago.

And standing before her was one of the enemies she hated to the bone—Yin Shaoqing!

She held a mahogany stool high in her hands. While the malicious woman had her back to her, she swung it down with all her might!

“Bang!”

The sound of a skull cracking was followed by blood spurting out, and the white brain matter made her nauseous.

She threw away the heavy wooden chair, stumbled away from the doorway, and collapsed on the floor.

She let the woman kick the wooden chair, along with the zombie she had smashed to death, out the door.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Through her tear-blurred vision, she looked at the woman who made her eyes red with hatred. The woman reached out with her hand—rubbed raw by the rope—and brought out water, the most precious and scarce resource now, to feed her.

“Cough, cough…” After a violent bout of coughing from choking on the water, she finally couldn’t hold on and fell unconscious.

Before sinking into darkness, she was still thinking.

She couldn’t do it.

Not because of kindness or weakness, but because this malicious woman had saved her. At least just now, she saved her.

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