Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 1

Shi Xiao never imagined that after a night’s sleep, she would return to the time before the Apocalypse, back to when nothing had happened yet!

In her previous life, her parents were gone at the very start of the Apocalypse. The fiancé she thought would support her had already gotten together with her cousin! They betrayed her, tortured her for three years, and finally threw her into a horde of zombies, ending her life…

Hao Jingye read the novel in a measured, serious tone-

“As if remembering something, Shi Xiao dug out the bracelet her fiancé had stolen and given to her cousin in her previous life. She cut her finger and let her blood drip onto it…

“Sure enough, the ancestral jade bracelet on her wrist was a space, with mountains and rivers, vast and extraordinary, like another world!

“The jade bracelet disappeared, leaving a faint mark on her wrist. Thinking of her cousin’s ‘Space Ability’ in her previous life, Shi Xiao gritted her teeth. This time, she was determined to…”

Sheng An raised her hand to interrupt.

She spat out a cherry pit, tossed another into her mouth, and spoke with a muffled voice:

“Summarize it. Listening to this gives me a headache.”

It was truly hard for someone like her to sit here and patiently listen to a novel.

Hao Jingye quickly flipped through the pages and summarized:

“Later, Shi Xiao fiercely took revenge on her ex-fiancé and her cousin, leaving the cousin in misery, eventually thrown into a zombie horde to die a horrible death. The ex-fiancé was filled with regret and pain, and also died tragically in the end.

“Shi Xiao met a handsome Superpower User as the male lead. In the finale, the two lived in seclusion, never lacking food or drink thanks to the space, loved each other for life, and even had a child.”

Sheng An: “…”

Her expression grew complicated for a moment. After a while, she asked, “And then?”

Hao Jingye looked up in confusion: “That’s it.”

Sheng An: “?”

Hao Jingye glanced at her face, testing: “Sister Sheng… you don’t like it?”

Sheng An’s mouth twitched. Suddenly, she straightened up and said seriously:

“Don’t read these romance stories. They’re unhealthy.”

Hao Jingye paused, then cautiously said, “This site is very green, no explicit content allowed. It’s pretty healthy, isn’t it?”

Sheng An smiled slightly: “I mean it’s unhealthy for my soul.”

She had been reborn, the world was in Apocalypse.

With a space that had mountains and rivers, a vast world that could even change the scorched earth… and yet its owner spent every day tangled in love and hate, with nothing but romance.

For someone like her, it was a headache.

Sheng An bit down hard on a cherry, trying her best to stay patient.

Hao Jingye, hearing this, silently searched for another novel.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: “Here’s one from another site, an Apocalypse rebirth story about building a career!”

Sheng An showed some interest, spat out a cherry pit, and kept eating.

“Tell me what it’s about.”

Hao Jingye skimmed quickly.

“Xu Qingqing was reborn. In her previous life, when the Apocalypse came, she fell from a rich second generation to the bottom rung of ordinary people. The numbers in her bank account turned to bubbles, her house, car, and company lost all value…

“She swore to hoard supplies like crazy, never letting herself go hungry!

“At that moment, Xu Qingqing suddenly discovered she had a Golden Finger-a space.

“After selling her car and house, Xu Qingqing had ten billion. She started hoarding supplies in bulk… rice, flour, grain, oil-she wanted to turn all ten billion into supplies, so she could live in abundance even in the Apocalypse…”

Sheng An paused her cherry-eating, looked at Hao Jingye with a strange expression: “Hoarding?”

Hao Jingye nodded seriously:

“Yes, it’s a hoarding rebirth story. Very popular on this site. Most of the early chapters are all about hoarding, buying like crazy.

“Then the Apocalypse arrives, the world falls into chaos, but the female lead never lacks food or drink, lives in seclusion on a mountain, and occasionally goes to human settlements to slap supporting characters in the face. Life is very comfortable.”

Sheng An frowned: “What about the country? The government? The military?”

Buying ten billion worth of supplies in one go-how could that not attract attention?

Hao Jingye thought for a moment and explained: “When disaster strikes, the country falls into chaos, order collapses. That’s why it’s called the Apocalypse.”

In other words, none of them matter anymore.

Sheng An: “…”

She was silent for a moment, then asked, “What about the ten billion worth of supplies in the space?”

Hao Jingye: “The female lead eats and drinks, and by the end, the rest is still stored in the space.”

Sheng An looked at him expressionlessly.

She didn’t need to say anything-Hao Jingye already understood.

That was ten billion worth of supplies!

If Sister Sheng had her hands on that, even in such chaos, it would be enough for her to unify the world.
Well, it’s just a novel-read it for fun.

But Sheng An is a public servant, and the type of post-apocalyptic rebirth novel she wants to understand isn’t this kind.

Sheng An: “Pick another one.”

After a pause, she added, “Switch to a different website.”

Hao Jingye nodded and quickly found another book.

“As the apocalypse descends, Zhang Aotian awakens a powerful dark supernatural ability, slaps the faces of those who look down on him, and climbs step by step from a nobody to become a post-apocalyptic overlord, recruiting underlings, forming a harem, ruling the whole apocalypse world, becoming…”

Sheng An lost her appetite for cherries, tossed the paper bag behind her, pushed open the car door, and got out.

She looked about twenty-five, tall and slender, standing at 1.7 meters, with a high ponytail. She wore no makeup; her features were delicate, her skin not the pale tone currently in vogue, but a healthy shade of wheat.

She wore a simple windbreaker, moved with a swift, commanding presence, and a glance from her beautiful, fox-shaped eyes carried a natural sharpness.

Hao Jingye put away the laptop, tablet, and various documents, then hurried after her.

“Sister Sheng, aren’t you going to keep learning about rebirth?” Hao Jingye lowered his voice.

He was no younger than Sheng An, but calling her “Sister” felt utterly natural.

Sheng An: “No more rebirth novels. Let’s get to the main topic.”

Hao Jingye immediately straightened, his expression turning serious.

The two strode quickly to the foot of an apartment building.

Hao Jingye whispered his report: “Jiang Yu, lives in Building 3 of Jiaqing Bay. Yesterday, we received reports from community residents. Starting five days ago, Jiang Yu has been acting abnormally. First, she changed her windows, then installed an extra-thick security door, and also bought an Iron Grille…

“At the same time, there are several other odd events surrounding her. We highly suspect she’s a Deviant.”

Deviants are people exhibiting supernatural phenomena.

Sheng An: “This is the fifth one?”

Hao Jingye nodded.

Their newly founded “Apocalypse Special Affairs Department” was indeed quite special, wielding the highest authority.

It was destined that they would deal with Deviants.

Sheng An: “Let’s go. First, find the complainants.”

Jiaqing Bay was an old neighborhood, but the landscaping was well done. It was common to see elderly ladies from the community gathering to bask in the sun or cool off together.

The complainants were two such ladies.

Hao Jingye took out his police credentials.

When dealing with ordinary citizens, a regular police identity worked best.

Sure enough, the curious elderly ladies glanced from the ID photo to him, and their attitude turned friendly at once.

Sheng An smiled and asked:

“Could I trouble you two aunties to share some details?”

“Of course! Cooperating with the country is our duty!” one of the ladies replied.

Sheng An: “The young woman in Building 3 who installed the Iron Grille-do you both remember her?”

*

Meanwhile, upstairs-

Jiang Yu was taking inventory of her belongings.

After coming back to life, the first thing she did was break up with her scumbag boyfriend.

However, when he left, he tried to sneak off with her family heirloom jade bracelet. Jiang Yu sensed something was off and managed to get it back.

Sure enough, the bracelet was a spatial dimension!

At first, Jiang Yu was ecstatic, but then she hugged her arm and cried.

So the space was truly hers.

All the things Chen Jiaojiao had enjoyed in her previous life using this space had been thanks to her!

Their happiness had been built on her pain and suffering.

“Heaven truly is fair, giving me another chance to take revenge on that scumbag, and giving me time to stockpile supplies, so I won’t meet the same miserable end as last time…”

Who could have imagined?

In just twenty-one days, this perfectly normal world would become a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

Luckily, she had been reborn. She definitely wouldn’t end up like before.

Thinking of her past life, Jiang Yu shuddered.

Fortunately, she still had twenty-one days-though only twenty-one days to prepare.

The first thing Jiang Yu did to prepare for the apocalypse was replace her windows and doors.

Last time, their neighborhood became a survivor zone and managed to persist after disaster struck.

She wasn’t changing doors and windows for her own living comfort, but to prevent anyone from damaging the house her parents had left her.

For this, she had even bought an Iron Grille.

When the apocalypse arrived, she would install it in the hallway, not letting anyone approach her apartment.

She planned to wait until the apocalypse hit to make the changes so as not to attract attention.

Just replacing doors and windows wouldn’t raise any eyebrows.

These days, who cares what’s happening in someone else’s home?

*

Downstairs-

Sheng An and Hao Jingye listened carefully as Sister Zhang and Sister Wu animatedly described the situation.
A group of elderly men and women who had been dancing just returned.

One of them asked, “Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wu, what are you talking about?”

Sister Zhang, quick to speak, replied, “These two are police officers, and we’re talking about the household in 605, Building 3!”

As soon as the group of elderly men and women heard this, they immediately perked up and crowded over.

Retirement is all about finding fun for themselves, especially for their generation. They don’t call it gossip-they call it enthusiasm.

“Is it that young girl?”

“Oh my, that girl was fine before, but lately something’s changed. Her personality suddenly shifted, and she even broke up with her boyfriend.”

“That’s because her boyfriend cheated on her.”

“How do you know?”

“A man and a woman came to argue with her a few days ago. I overheard them. It seemed to involve some kind of bracelet.”

“She’s quite odd. She even replaced all her doors and windows. Is she guarding against that man and woman? But does she really need to buy such expensive, high-quality ones?”

“Did she order them from the building materials market?”

“Yes, from Little Zhao’s shop.”

…

Old Zhao said, “She didn’t just change the doors and windows. She also ordered an Iron Grille, custom-sized for our hallway, and asked for the strongest one-bomb-proof level. My nephew’s shop didn’t have it, so we had to contact the manufacturer. Even the manufacturer thought her request was strange.”

“Maybe she’s been reading some Apocalypse rumors online?”

“Very likely. Young people are all a bit odd these days.”

*

Upstairs.

Jiang Yu thought about her space and grew excited again.

Having a space is just too convenient!

Take that Iron Grille, for example-so heavy and thick. She had it placed in the unmonitored basement, and as soon as no one was watching, she put it into her space effortlessly.

Jiang Yu even thought, if she ever faced danger, she could drop the Iron Grille out and probably crush someone to death!

This really is the ultimate Golden Finger for home and travel!

And as long as she used it carefully, who would ever know she had a space?

*

Downstairs.

“So why didn’t she install the Iron Grille?”

“Who knows? No one’s ever seen it.”

Sister Zhang sidled up to Sheng An and lowered her voice:

“The building materials market people delivered it to the basement. It took several people to carry such a big, heavy thing, but the young girl didn’t move it herself-it just disappeared. Very strange.”

Sheng An’s eyes flickered, her brows arching slightly.

*

Upstairs.

Jiang Yu looked at the supplies inside her space.

Shopping is so convenient these days. She placed orders online, had the delivery guys bring them to her home, and as soon as they left, she put everything into her space.

She ordered from several shops, so it didn’t look suspicious, and she managed to stockpile all her supplies without drawing attention.

Jiang Yu smiled, “Thank goodness for this space. Otherwise, where would I put all these supplies? There’s no room at home, and it would attract attention. The space is perfect-if anything happens, I can just clap my hands and leave…”

She had seen firsthand what happened to those who had lots of supplies but no skills in her previous life.

When it’s time to go somewhere else, all she needs is a Backpack.

No one would notice, and she could use her space to meet all her needs.

And who could ever know how much she really has?

*

Downstairs.

Another old man squeezed up to “police officer” Sheng An and said in a shocked tone:

“Officer, you don’t know-she bought so much stuff! Just rice alone, she bought 135 bags yesterday, and every bag was 50 pounds!”

A woman in a dance costume chimed in:

“That’s right, I saw it too. Several delivery guys took turns running errands-what a cartload!”

“She bought 120 bags of flour, 5 boxes of salt, 5 boxes of sugar, and…”

“Old Chen delivered 100 barrels of water to her!”

“Who buys things like that? How could she ever use it all?”

“There’s no way it all fits in her apartment, right?”

*

Upstairs.

Jiang Yu: “Who could crawl into my space and count?”

Downstairs.

Sister Zhang: “I counted it all-she bought 160 bags of rice, 120 bags of flour, 100 packs of salt, 100 packs of sugar, plus star anise and bay leaves…”

Upstairs.

Jiang Yu: “Even if the Apocalypse comes, no one would suspect me.”

Downstairs.

Sister Wu: “Officer, we suspect she’s a spy!”