Chapter 7: Rain.

Because Ning's puppy body was too weak, she soon resigned to fatigue and fell asleep from prolonged running.

Moreover, her new 'bed' was just too good and comfortable.

Whenever she squirmed her tiny body, the coarse sponges would scratch at her skin, making it very gratifying.

This heavenly pleasure wasn't something mere hooman could understand!

Only she, who has transcended the boundary of species, could have the prospect to experience this spiritual sense of fulfillment.

..zzZZZ~

...

Once Ning woke up from her nap, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. How did she know? Well, the clock is still hanging on the wall and is still working.

Pitter~

Pitter-patters!

'Huh? What is going on? I hear the sounds of running water? Is it raining?'

Following the noise's source, Ning slowly wandered toward the convenience store's entrance. She looked outside and saw that it was indeed raining.

The previous lovely sunny morning was nowhere in sight.

Woof!

Woof! Woof! (Ara ara~)

Wua~!

As Ning looked toward the sky, she barked and howled happily.

'Great! Great! Hahaha. I could finally take a shower.' With her unparalleled intelligence, Ning speculated that the zombie wouldn't be able to hear her clamoring amid all these raining noises, so she barked merrily, not caring about anything else.

For the current Ning, the mere notion of being able to wash away the foul smell and filth is immeasurable!

When Ning first transmigrated here, she had always been on edge, but now, it is time to loosen a bit.

The cooling rain striking her body was weirdly relaxing.

It felt as if she was having a massage done by a professional at a spa.

Uwu~

Soon, as if remembering something important, she quickly ran back into the store and pushed out a large empty bucket with incredible difficulty.

Watching the rainwater gradually filling up the bucket, Ning nodded in satisfaction.

'Hehe, with this, I could also take a bath tomorrow.'

Wagging her tail thoughtfully, Ning ran back into the store and brought out a few more buckets. She wasn't stupid, who knows when it will be raining again?

Ning felt that she needed to stock them up!

Planning for the future is the way!

Amid the heavy downpour, endless pearl-like pellets strike down onto the city relentlessly. Streams of chilling water washed over Blue City so vigorously as if they were the deluded river current rather than rainwater.

Then,

They gradually washed away the dried blood, rotten fleshes, and the repulsive maggots as the city were rebirthed into a renewed ambiance.