Reborn, I will save only those who deserve saving.
Miao Xiaolong would never forget the moment he was shoved into a horde of corpses. The push against his back had been gentle, but it sent him plunging into eternal night. The traitor was Lin Mo, the “brother” he'd kept alive by giving him his last half a biscuit.
When he opened his eyes again, he was sitting in the familiar office. A news alert about the “Blood Moon” was displayed on his computer screen, and the apocalypse was still three months away.
This time, engineer Miao Xiaolong would no longer trust tears. He drew a map of the city's underground utilities and marked every potential safe zone. He listed essential supplies and calculated the return on every penny invested. He watched the false faces of the people he'd once called “friends” with cold eyes, silently sketching out their fates.
When Lin Mo came over again and called him “Brother Long,” Miao Xiaolong pushed up his glasses, their lenses hiding the chill in his eyes.
This time, he would build an ark.
But this ship would carry only those who deserved to live.
When the apocalypse arrives and order collapses, those who once trampled on kindness will finally understand: some people are reborn not to forgive, but to settle the score.
