My Post-Apocalyptic Survival Journey After Becoming a Beautiful Girl

People who had just turned into zombies bit off the flesh of their shoulders.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but reach out and touch the bitten spot. Although there were no visible marks left, my memory still faintly recalled the intense pain when I was bitten.

Just thinking about it hurt terribly. It wasn't a knife wound, not a scratch or a stab; a large chunk of flesh had been torn from my shoulder.

Shaking my head, I pushed the memories out of my mind. Now wasn't the time to dwell on them.

I walked along the base of the wall, occasionally observing the outside. There weren't many zombies, just one or two spotted here and there. I tried to tread as lightly as possible, doing my best to avoid conflict with them.

The usually tidy residential area was now filled with mud and sand. The ground was covered in garbage, or things people had dropped in their haste. A few garbage bags of different colors drifted by occasionally, but I had no interest in looking further.

I walked for about twenty minutes. Although the complex wasn't very large, with only about fifty-odd villas, I had to take a wide detour quietly.

Otherwise, I might attract unwanted attention.

In short, caution was the best policy.

The journey was relatively safe, and I arrived at the location of what I remembered to be 'Villa 13'. I stopped and looked around. There were no zombies nearby. I slowly sheathed my saber into the strap on my chest and slowly placed my hand on the hilt of my samurai sword.

With a soft metallic scraping sound, the tempered pattern of the samurai sword slowly appeared before my eyes. I loved the way the patterns reflected the light.

Gripping the samurai sword, I slowly stepped out of the bushes, looking left and right.

The villas weren't spaced very closely. In front, behind, and to the sides of each villa was an asphalt road wide enough for three cars to drive abreast. If there wasn't so much garbage on the road, this place would look incredibly neat and clean.

After scanning the surroundings and finding nothing unusual, I walked towards the blue sign hanging on the wall of the villa, which read '13'.

It had a similar setup to the other villas. Surrounding the yard was a fence welded from metal, about two meters high, with spikes on top, seemingly to deter thieves.

I walked quickly and quietly to the main gate, glanced left and right, saw nothing unusual, and then looked down at the lock on the gate.

"Is this... locked?"

I touched the marks on it. There was some dust on the lock, but the surface was still smooth.

"Has this lock... not been opened in a long time? Is the master of the house not home?"

Thinking this, I looked at the height of the fence. It was a little over two meters. I stood up straight and stretched out my hand, but I couldn't reach the top. I estimated it to be about two and a half meters.

"Two and a half meters?"

I lowered my head and pondered.

Due to plot changes, Chapters 32 and 33 have been significantly revised. Apologies, QAQ

Chapter 35: Suspicious

It was already afternoon, and the clouds in the sky were gradually increasing.

I stood in front of Villa 13, hesitating as I looked at the two-and-a-half-meter-high spiked fence.

'With my current jumping ability, a height of two and a half meters shouldn't be too difficult. It's worth a try.'

After thinking about it, I took two steps back, looked at the black-painted railing, crouched slightly, and gritted my teeth!

I exerted force with my legs, accelerating in two quick steps. About two meters away from the fence, I leaped upwards with all my might!

... My field of vision widened, and the surrounding villas gradually came into view, including a wandering zombie hidden around the corner, which I clearly saw.

It registered in my eyes, but none of that mattered.

As my field of vision leveled with the second floor, I suddenly noticed something!

Maybe… not something?

But… just as I tried to look again, the upward momentum vanished abruptly. Having used all my thrust, I went right over the railing and fell.

Based on my ascent, a full leap should have sent my feet to a height of two meters sixty-seven. This allowed me to easily clear the fence, which was only about two meters fifty high, and land in the grass within the courtyard.

The descent was incredibly fast. The moment I landed, I merely bent my knees slightly, positioning my body to better absorb the impact. However…

The impact was clearly greater than I estimated. The instant I hit the ground, my legs buckled, and I nearly face-planted. Seeing the grass rushing up towards me, I instinctively curled my body, rolling on the ground. Covered in grass and a bit of dirt, I finally managed to come to a half-crouch and steady myself.

"Phew…"

I let out a sigh of relief. At least, with a fence this high, as long as it wasn't a mutated monster, ordinary zombies couldn't get in. The samurai sword in my hand was sheathed at my waist, and I drew my saber.

There was a significant difference in length between these two weapons. So, in open areas, the samurai sword was better, while in narrow spaces, the saber was clearly more practical.

I juggled the saber in my hand and looked up at the second-floor balcony. However, from my current position, I couldn't see above, only the underside of the balcony.

"Was that… really not just my imagination?"

I had a vague impression, but I wasn't sure.

With lingering doubt, I held my saber and walked towards the main gate.

The villas in this neighborhood were all European-style, and the main gate was made of solid wood, looking very sturdy. I walked up three steps to the entrance. I hesitated for a moment, but for safety's sake, I reached out and knocked twice on the door.

"Bang bang~"

Two dull thuds echoed from the wooden door. The next second, I held my breath, tightened my grip on the saber, and waited for whatever might appear.

The wind howled as usual today. No strange noises emerged. After about ten seconds, when I was sure no zombies or any mutated monsters would appear, I breathed a slight sigh of relief. I reached for the main gate and gave it a shake.

"Locked…"

Just like the iron gate at the entrance, it was locked.

"Looks like… I'll have to find another way in."

I had no choice but to retreat down the steps and start surveying the two-story building. It was spacious, with the first floor alone covering nearly two hundred square meters. However, the front seemed difficult to access; there was nothing to grab onto near the balcony.

I walked around the house clockwise and discovered… that every direction had a balcony. Below each balcony was a small open-air pavilion. The stone pillars were carved with decorative patterns. Though the railings were covered in dust, it was evident that some parts were made of solid wood.

After circling more than halfway around, I suddenly noticed a floor-to-ceiling window on the west side of the house. However, the curtains were drawn, obscuring the view inside.

I walked over and tried to push it.

"Locked?"

Why was everything locked? Could it be that the mistress of the house had gone out, and because no one was home, she had locked it?

But with the high fence outside, plus the surrounding high walls and the guards at the entrance and on patrol, wasn't that enough? Did they still need to lock everything inside the house?

The key was... locking it might have been normal, but what was the point of drawing the curtains?

Did something unspeakable lie within the house? Why not just put it on the second floor? Why draw the curtains on all the windows surrounding the entire house?

Could it be... that what I saw earlier wasn't an illusion?

Thinking about the... pair of feet I just saw, my brow furrowed instantly.

When I was crossing the fence just now, I noticed that inside the floor-to-ceiling window of the second-floor balcony, beneath the drawn curtains, what I saw... might have been a pair of feet.

If that wasn't an illusion, then could it be...

"There's someone in the house?"

In this house... could it be the master of the house? That man called Li Jiahui?

If that's really the case, then my plan to take the car keys might fall through.

However, whether it's true or not, I'll only know when I see it with my own eyes. For now, I should go into the house first.

I pushed the floor-to-ceiling window again, confirming it was locked from the inside. Then, I raised the saber in my hand and, with the blade, forcefully