Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse-Chapter 448

The female teacher arrived right on time for the home visit.

She knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Then, she caught a whiff of an unusual smell and immediately paled.

She quickly called the police and also dialed for an ambulance.

The police and paramedics arrived almost simultaneously.

As soon as the door opened, a pungent smell of gas rushed out.

Of the four people inside, only one still had a faint breath left.

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They hurriedly sent the survivor to the hospital.

At the hospital, when the police took Tong Zhan’s statement, he acted as if he knew nothing, claiming he had just fallen asleep and woken up in the hospital.

However, as the police were about to leave, he added one more thing.

He said he had heard his uncle and aunt arguing the night before—apparently because his uncle owed someone a lot of money.

With his sincere expression and the fact that he was only eight years old, the police didn’t suspect him.

After all, outsiders confirmed that his uncle and aunt had treated him well, so he had no reason to kill them.

Moreover, tests showed that his body contained the same sedative and gas traces as the deceased.

After investigation, the police confirmed that the uncle had indeed been drowning in debt.

In the end, the case was ruled as a suicide—the uncle, unable to bear the pressure, had taken his whole family with him.

Once again orphaned, Tong Zhan was taken in by a social welfare institution in the Hetian Region.

"From now on, this will be your home," said Qiu Shangying, the director of the welfare home, gently holding little Tong Zhan’s hand and pointing to a warmly decorated house ahead.

Seeing her kind and gentle smile, Tong Zhan’s heart warmed slightly.

Maybe this place really could become his home.

After all, this "Director Mom" seemed so compassionate and caring.

What he didn’t know was that this was where his nightmare would truly begin.

Red Heart Welfare Home appeared to be a non-profit organization on the surface.

In reality, it was a dark organization involved in countless illegal activities.

Under the guise of caring for orphans, they systematically pushed these children into hell.

Of course, on paper, they still followed proper adoption procedures.

Younger, good-looking children who caught the eye of adoptive parents were allowed to leave.

After all, they couldn’t afford to be too obvious.

If no one was ever adopted, authorities would start asking questions, and they’d be in deep trouble.

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For example, if a buyer needed a heart or other organs, they would discreetly deliver the best-matched child.

If someone had twisted desires, they would send children over—regardless of gender.

When assassin organizations needed recruits, they would sell them off too.

In short, there was nothing this welfare home wouldn’t do for profit.

And Tong Zhan became one of their victims.

He was older than most, and many prospective adoptive parents assumed a child his age would be too aware to bond with new families, so they overlooked him.

But his striking looks caught the eye of a depraved man.

For the sake of profit, Qiu Shangying—whom Tong Zhan had trusted and even called "Mom"—delivered him straight into the man’s hands.

"Director Mom, where is this?"

Tong Zhan had been brought to a luxurious villa by Qiu Shangying.

He glanced around nervously, his heart uneasy.

But the woman who had always smiled warmly at him now stared at him with an icy expression.

"Stay quiet," she said flatly before ignoring him completely.

Soon, a greasy, pot-bellied man walked in.

The moment he entered, his eyes locked onto Tong Zhan, shamelessly undressing him with his gaze, making the boy’s skin crawl.

Tugging at Qiu Shangying’s sleeve, Tong Zhan whispered fearfully, "Director Mom, I want to go back."

But she shoved him away impatiently. "Go back? To where? You’re staying here now. This is your father—he’s adopted you."

"No! I won’t!" Tong Zhan shouted.

That man was clearly evil—he’d never accept him as a father!

"The paperwork is done. You don’t have a choice. Don’t cause trouble."

After shooting him a cold glare, Qiu Shangying left without looking back.

Before walking out, she even smiled sweetly at the greasy man, who praised her for a job well done and promised a generous payment to her private account.

Only then did Tong Zhan realize—he had been sold.

He tried to run, but two men accompanying Qiu Shangying beat him savagely.

That was when he learned that these so-called "security guards" were anything but ordinary.

From that day on, he was locked in the villa’s basement, never seeing the outside world again, living a life worse than death.

The man was a monster.

Tong Zhan often wished for death—desperately.

But he clung to one thought: if he had to die, he would take that demon with him.

And the woman he had called "Mom" for months.

He couldn’t understand why people could be so deceitful—kind on the outside, rotten within.

His uncle and aunt had been like that.

And now Qiu Shangying, who he’d believed was truly good-hearted.

Every time he was humiliated and abused, he burned with hatred—for the world, for its ugliness, its filth, its lies.

Finally, at seventeen, he found his chance.

On a stormy night, he killed the beast who had tormented him for nine long years.

He chopped him into pieces and fed him to the dogs in the yard.

Then, after cleaning himself up, he hid a knife and went straight to the welfare home.

He broke into Qiu Shangying’s room and slashed at her with the blade.

He managed two cuts before the bodyguard who always shadowed her burst in.

Knowing he was no match, Tong Zhan fled through the window, seething with frustration.

Qiu Shangying reported him to the police.

With the man’s death now linked to him, the authorities launched a full-scale manhunt.

Left with no choice, he sneaked onto a train, embarking on a journey with no destination in mind.

After many twists and turns, he ended up in Rong City.

But not long after his arrival, the zombie virus outbreak began.

He was bitten—yet he didn’t turn into one of those grotesque creatures.

Instead, he could control them.

At that moment, he laughed.

Perfect.

Perfect… to destroy this world.

But just as his plans were taking shape, a five-year-old girl saw through him.

He died filled with resentment.

When his consciousness returned, he found himself in another body—or rather, his mind trapped in someone else’s form.

A small zombie’s body.

And then he saw her again—that little girl.

She had grown even stronger.

So confident, so bold, surrounded by so many who loved her.

He envied her. He hated her.

Why, at the same age, had she lived so well while he had lost everything and descended into hell?

He refused to accept it.

He would ruin her.