Although the factory was very simple, and I didn't know how to improve it, but who let me have a rich dad.
When I got home, I didn't hide anything. I told them about my rebirth and warned them of the impending zombie apocalypse.
My parents were stunned for a moment but quickly realized I wasn't joking.
"Mom, Dad, you have to believe me!" I pleaded earnestly.
I recalled how, in my previous life, not only did Jagger deceive me, but he also took my father's bank card, drained it.
He used the money to stockpile supplies.
In the end, they died of starvation in the house... I would never allow this to happen again!
"Alright, Ava, you've been through so much," my mom said gently. "I can tell you're not lying."
My dad slammed his fist on the table in fury. "I told you that Jagger was no good! How could you go through so much and not tell us sooner?!"
I remained silent, knowing how foolish I had been in my past life.
"Alright, stop scolding her!" my mom interjected. "The most important thing now is to follow our daughter's plan and start gathering supplies. Survival comes first."
My eyes filled with tears. The memory of being eaten alive by zombies still haunted me, but there was no time for emotions.