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.
I immediately shared my plan to turn the factory into an underground Noah's Ark.
My dad, his anger forgotten, took the blueprint from me and made a call to the city's top renovation company.
"Ava, I need your help with a project. I have a factory that needs extensive renovations. Your company's design philosophy and style are just what I need. Can you send someone to the site today?"
"Money isn't an issue. I care about quality and speed."
"Great. See you at the factory in an hour."
It seemed my dad's business acumen and connections would come in handy.
When we arrived at the factory, I showed the foreman the plans. He worked efficiently, immediately having his team draft 3D models on-site.
They were clearly experienced. My dad and I handed over a card.
Gave him the list of required materials and make sure to clearly specify the divided areas.
Most importantly, we stressed that the materials needed to meet the highest standards of durability and be delivered immediately.
"As long as you meet our requirements quickly, money is no object," I said.
The foreman accepted the card, nodded repeatedly, and quickly instructed his workers to get started.
The team got to work smashing the old wooden boards outside the dilapidated shelter, and everything began moving at full speed.