Past Life and Present Life

The golden sun hung overhead, and the wind howled fiercely from afar, yet it could not dispel the heavy stench of corpses that permeated the air above this small county town.

The shops on both sides of the street were completely unrecognizable. Behind the broken glass doors, several severed intestines hung on the cash register, and dried, dark purple bloodstains stretched from the cracks in the floor tiles all the way outside the door.

In a narrow alley, Mo Yu supported her parents on either side, mingling at the back of the fleeing crowd.

All around were heavy breathing and suppressed sobs. Everyone was dressed in rags and staggered along like soulless zombies, and no one dared to stop.

After all, it's already the tenth year since the apocalypse. Even children know that in this world, humans can only survive by sticking together, and those who leave the group will only face death.

"Xiaoyu... don't worry about us, just run by yourself..."

Supported by Mo Yu, Mo Dahai's voice was extremely hoarse. With each step he took, his lungs made a "crunching" sound like a bellows. Anyone with a little medical knowledge would know that this was a sign of a serious lung infection.

"Dad... don't talk, just hold on a little longer. Once we get to a safe place, I'll find you some anti-inflammatory medicine," Mo Yu said through gritted teeth.

"Anti-inflammatory medication?"

Mo Dahai gave a wry smile: "Are you trying to fool me like a child? What time is it now?"

Even if you had anti-inflammatory medication, it would have expired long ago. Where are you going to find it?

Mo Yu didn't say anything, but simply helped her father continue forward.

Although he knew it was useless, he still subconsciously sank his consciousness into the space in his mind. The space, which was hundreds of cubic meters, was empty except for a pile of old books in the corner. These were novels he had collected over the years to pass the time and books his mother had collected over the years.

Besides that, there was a bunch of crystal cores emitting a faint glow... These low-level crystal cores had some value before the zombie horde arrived, but now they couldn't even be exchanged for half a moldy loaf of bread.

"Oh dear..."

At that moment, the mother on the right slipped and almost pulled Mo Yu to the ground as well.

He tugged hard with his right hand, "Mom... just hang in there a little longer. Once we're out of town, we can rest..."

Mo Yu lied. He knew that things wouldn't be much better outside the county town; there would only be endless wilderness and mutated animals.

His mother, Huang Xiaolan, collapsed onto his shoulder. Her lips were cracked and peeling, and she didn't even have the strength to speak. She just trembled as she shoved the last half-bottle of murky water in her arms into Mo Yu's hand.

She whispered in his ear in a barely audible voice, "Xiaoyu... don't worry about us, just run away by yourself."

It's a pity your father and I won't live to see you get married and have children.

"Mom... don't think like that. Once we get away from this zombie horde, I'll find you two a daughter-in-law right away."

I heard that the price of bread has dropped; it's only half a loaf now...

"roar……"

As soon as Mo Yu finished speaking, a shrill long howl exploded from behind, followed by a deafening roar.

A dark, surging tide of corpses poured out from all around like a flood bursting its banks.

Those creatures that were already dead, but whose corpses were still moving with incredible speed, were moving at breakneck speed while emitting piercing roars from their throats.

"We can't hold them off... Damn it... We can't hold them off!" The superhuman captain at the front of the group roared in despair after killing more than a dozen zombies.

Now half of his body is scratched up, and his internal organs can even be seen beating in the bloody wounds.

As they spoke, the horde of zombies had already engulfed nearly half of the group.

Screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of flesh being torn apart rose and fell.

Mo Yu witnessed a girl who was very familiar with them being instantly dismembered by three zombies, her bright red organs spilling all over the ground.

"Let's go..."

Mo Dahai suddenly unleashed a burst of brute force, shoving Mo Yu hard. He then turned around and spread his arms, attempting to use his broken body to block the surging tide of corpses.

His mother, Huang Xiaolan, did the same thing at almost the same time.

"Dad! Mom!" Mo Yu's eyes were bloodshot. He reached out to grab them, but only grasped at air.

Not far away, the strongest member of the base, the superpowered captain, watched the endless stream of zombies surging in from all directions. In despair, he pulled out a large bag of high-purity crystal cores from his pocket, his superpowers surging wildly as he charged towards the oncoming horde, roaring, "These damned scum, all of you, die with me... Die... all of you, die!"

"boom……"

A blinding white light instantly robbed Mo Yu of all her senses.

The violent shockwave, carrying scorching heat, instantly tore everything around it apart.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the wails of zombies, the cries of parents, and the nauseating stench of blood were all burned away and vanished into nothingness in that instant.

"Dad, Mom...run!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out in the courtyard.

Then a middle-aged woman's voice also shouted.

"Mo Yu... what are you yelling about again? Believe me or not, I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"

Mo Yu opened her eyes. The pain, like being slowly tortured, from the self-destruction of the superhuman captain in her dream still lingered, and her skin still felt faintly painful.

The scorching sun shone through the grape trellis onto my body. Although it was still hot, it was much better than the biting heat I remembered.

This was the sixteenth nightmare he had in the past two weeks. At first, he felt mentally disoriented almost every time he woke up.

Although he wanted to tell himself that it was just a nightmare and that he should go to the hospital to see a psychiatrist and get some medication.

But the portable space in his mind, the pile of books in that space, and the crystal cores that shimmered with faint light all clearly told him that this was not a dream. He had really been reborn, reborn into another version of himself in a parallel space.

Mo Yu was so sure because he clearly remembered that in his previous life, the zombie apocalypse suddenly broke out when he was eight years old.

After that, he and his parents lived in constant hiding in order to survive. In the last few years, they found a small survivor base and lived there. They felt it was a good place until the zombie horde swallowed up their entire base.

In this timeline, he successfully grew to the age of nineteen, and just last month, after completing the college entrance examination, he was admitted to Yongcheng Normal University.

To resolve his confusion, he spent his days reading through a large amount of literature and even reading many online novels. He then came to the conclusion that he had been reborn in a parallel world that was highly similar to his previous life.

In this space, there is also a person like him, with the same parents, but the development of this space is completely different from that of the previous life. There is no apocalyptic crisis, and everything is so normal.

Compared to his original time and space, this place is a peaceful and prosperous era.

In layman's terms, his situation means that he has awakened memories of his past life, also known as innate wisdom.

The reason why nightmares occur is that memories from two lifetimes are merging.

However, as time went on, the intervals between nightmares became longer and the symptoms became milder. Mo Yu estimated that she would fully recover in a while.

"Mo Yu...come and eat some watermelon!"

The mother, Huang Xiaolan, raised her voice in the living room.

"Hey...you're here..."

Mo Yu responded, sat up from the recliner, put on her slippers, and went to the living room.

In the living room, which is about 30 square meters, his father, Mo Dahai, was eating watermelon while watching short videos, while his mother, Huang Xiaolan, was cutting watermelon.

Seeing him come in, Huang Xiaolan handed him a slice of watermelon. "Son...try this. Your aunt sent it; it's crisp and sweet!"

Looking at his parents, who were safe and sound, Mo Yu, who was holding a watermelon, couldn't help but recall the scene when his parents pushed him away and he rushed into the horde of zombies. His eyes welled up with tears again.

He hugged Huang Xiaolan tightly, his voice choked with emotion, and said, "Mom... thank you..."

"Hey...you child, how can you be like this even when you're just eating a piece of watermelon?" Huang Xiaolan was a little stunned by the hug.

She turned to Mo Dahai and said, "Honey... what's wrong with the child? He's been like this ever since he had that high fever."

Did they burn out your brain?

How about we take him to the hospital to get checked out tomorrow?

"I think it's a good idea."

Mo Dahai nodded without turning his head and spat out a few melon seeds.

"Hey... I'm talking to you guys..." Mo Yu was speechless for a moment.

Well... I guess I was moved for nothing.

Feeling a bit annoyed, he picked up a watermelon and started munching on it, devouring three slices in just a few minutes.

Watching Mo Yu devour the watermelon, Huang Xiaolan looked at her son with some concern and quietly said to Mo Dahai, "Honey, why is this child like this? It's like he's never eaten watermelon before!"

"How would I know?" Mo Dahai scratched his head. "Maybe he's hungry."

Huang Xiaolan rolled her eyes, having completely given up on her husband's straightforward, masculine personality.

Watching her son wolf down his food, Huang Xiaolan suddenly had a thought.

"Honey, do you think our son is dating someone?"

"fall in love?"

Mo Dahai, who was about to take another slice of watermelon, froze in mid-air and said casually.

"That can't be... We haven't seen our son getting close to any girls in the past few years. Where did you hear this from?"

"Never mind how I knew."

Huang Xiaolan instantly exploded, "Haven't you noticed how much more handsome and fair-skinned my son has become lately? He's also healthy and has a cheerful personality. Why can't he have a girlfriend?"

"Is that what I meant?" Mo Dahai was confused. "No... I just said I hadn't noticed any signs that my son was dating, I didn't say he couldn't have a girlfriend!"

"That's what you mean." Huang Xiaolan angrily punched Mo Dahai hard. "Let me tell you, Mo, if our son brings his girlfriend home one day, you're not allowed to scold him, you hear me!"

"I heard you, I heard you. Even if he kills someone, I'll take responsibility for it. I'll raise the grandson and let the young couple continue their schooling. Is that alright?"

"That's more like it." Mother Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Mo Yu, who was eating melon seeds, heard his parents' words clearly. In his previous life, his mother was still talking about finding him a wife until her death. It was the same in this life. It seems that no matter what time or space, the marriage of their children is always the most important issue for parents.

Looks like I need to find a girlfriend as soon as possible.

Girlfriends don't just fall from the sky. These days, if you want to attract girls, you need to be talented, good-looking, or rich. If you don't have any of these three things, you might as well prepare to masturbate yourself to death.

Needless to say, he worked hard for three years and only managed to get into Yongcheng Normal University, a second-tier university.

As for looks... it's hard to say right now. Although I seem to have become more handsome recently, looks alone aren't enough. I can't possibly have to split the bill when I go out to see a movie with a girl, can I?

Even in such a harsh apocalyptic environment in my previous life, you still needed half a loaf of bread to find a wife.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu threw the watermelon rind on the table, wiped her chin haphazardly, and said to the two of them with a firm expression, "Mom and Dad, you don't need to worry, I have already graduated."

I will study hard and try my best to find you a daughter-in-law.

Hearing his son say this, Mo Dahai was greatly relieved and patted his shoulder: "It's good that you have this intention. You can go to your studies without worry. Your mother and I will work hard to earn money over the years and try to save up for your dowry and the down payment for the house."

"Your dad is right."

Huang Xiaolan also comforted him, saying, "Son, after you go to university, if you see a suitable girl, go for it without hesitation. It would be best if you could get married right after graduation. Don't worry about the bride price; your dad and I will help you raise it."

Last year, Old Zhang's son next door got married, and the bride price was 68,000 yuan. Your father and I can afford that.

"Dad...Mom...I..."

Seeing her parents' faces, which were exactly the same as in her previous life, Mo Yu suddenly felt a lump in her throat and quickly looked up, trying her best to control her expression.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and said to the two of them, "Dad... Mom... I plan to take advantage of the remaining month of vacation and borrow my uncle's truck to make a few trips to earn some living expenses."

Mom, could you call my uncle and tell him for me?

"Are you planning to borrow your uncle's car to haul goods?"

Huang Xiaolan frowned slightly. "Xiaoyu... the freight market isn't doing very well right now. Your uncle stopped driving and went to work for someone else because he couldn't make much money. Can you, a young kid, handle it?"

Mo Yu feigned nonchalance and said, "Well... whether it works or not is another matter. Even if I don't make money, at least I can gain some social experience, right?"

"I think our son has a point." Mo Dahai nodded. "Wife... I think we can let Xiaoyu give it a try. Even if she doesn't make any money, or even loses some, it doesn't matter. At least she can gain some social experience. And for Xiaoyu, more social experience will be of great benefit to her when she enters society in the future."

Huang Xiaolan hesitated for a while, then said, "Alright... in that case, I'll call Xiaohu."