Resurrection Match 3

Thunder and lightning tore across the sky, the deafening rumbles making it feel as though the entire world were being split asunder.

Rainwater cascaded over the lens of Ye Zhao's helmet, shrouding the world in a hazy veil of moisture and blurring everything outside.

She wiped the water from her helmet and turned toward the window she had been gripping. The house appeared to be empty; it was deathly quiet inside. She turned off her megaphone, braced her hands, and forced a gap in the security bars, squeezing through before bending the iron back into place. It was a bit crooked, but it would still keep thieves out.

The house was indeed vacant. Although it was fully furnished with appliances, there were no signs of daily life, which suited Ye Zhao perfectly.

She had grabbed a raincoat from a roadside supermarket on her way here, but she hadn't had a chance to change the clothes underneath. Now, she could finally take a shower, put on something clean, and grab a bite to eat to replenish her energy.

She rummaged through her Personal Space and found a set of black sportswear. She also needed to replace her backpack—not just because it was soaked, but because items produced by the system were too easily recognized. As for her shoes... these sneakers were truly not meant for soaking; her toes were already poking through.

After showering and changing, she slipped into the pair of pearl slippers she had started with. Since the house lacked pots and pans, she couldn't boil water, so she settled for gnawing on two loaves of bread before deciding to use her Prophet Skill.

She didn't choose to look for the location of the Safe Zone first; after all, in the early stages of the disaster, the Safe Zone