Lu Nange died in a car accident and woke up inside a male-oriented apocalypse novel.
Good news:
Her original identity was a rich, beautiful socialite—and the younger sister of one of ...
As for the large supermarket on the fifth floor, the food section was the hardest hit...
The shelves were tilted to one side and broken packaging bags were scattered on the ground, obviously after a frantic looting.
"It seems that everyone who came here before was desperate." He Zhuo kicked open an empty can, his tone full of regret.
However, when they found the supermarket's warehouse, their eyes suddenly lit up!
The warehouse door was locked, and the keyhole was covered with prying marks...
It seems that after the zombies appeared, there were too many zombies here, so the warehouse door was not destroyed.
Why after the zombies appear? After all, if they have super powers, why would they pick locks?
Lu Beiye's palm flashed with golden light and he clenched it gently.
The metal door twisted instantly, making a harsh creaking sound, and he didn't stop until a passage wide enough for people to pass through appeared on one side.
Once inside, the stock was surprisingly complete.
Although the scale and value here are far inferior to the large logistics park they have visited before, the inventory in the supermarket warehouse is still considerable!
Large quantities of bottled water were neatly stacked, damp rice, flour, grain, and oil were piled on the shelves, and tons of sealed canned goods, condiments, and daily necessities...
"That's great! This trip was not in vain!" He Zhuo looked at the supplies that filled half of the warehouse and excitedly nudged Gu Qi beside him.
Gu Qi: "Indeed."
Lu Nange began to put the supplies into the space in an orderly manner.
She cleaned the shelves one by one, and except for the food in the refrigerated area that had completely rotted and spoiled, she carefully put away the rest of the useful supplies.
Bottled water, rice, flour, canned food, seasonings, hygiene products...
After all the supplies were stored in Lu Nange's space, everyone went down to the first floor with tired but satisfied steps.
It was afternoon, and the scorching sun was beginning to set.
It was not until then that everyone realized that they had been fighting for several hours straight, had only eaten a drop of water, and were already rumbling with hunger.
Lu Nange looked at Chi Yanzhou: "Instantly heat the rice?"
Chi Yanzhou nodded.
Lu Nange took out a table from the space, then took out eleven boxes of instant rice and a corresponding amount of mineral water and placed them on the table.
After everyone has lined up to get their food, they sit or stand, whispering to each other while waiting for the meal to be cooked.
The air began to be filled with the aroma of food. Once the rice was heated, everyone no longer cared about their image and wolfed down their lunch.
Simple instant food tastes especially delicious after a fierce battle.
Lu Beiye ate his own children's meal of meat and vegetables...
After the meal, Lu Nange carefully felt his surroundings, and the uneasy feeling of being watched disappeared.
This made her feel a little relieved, but she did not completely let her guard down.
There are two choices in front of you: return to the base directly, or clean up the remaining zombies around.
After a brief discussion, Lu Nange and his group chose the latter - since they were already here, they couldn't have too many crystal cores.
"Gangzi." Lu Nange gently patted its lowered head. "Surround the food court and set up ice shield isolation zones. We'll clear one section, and you block one."
"Damn, beauty!" Gangzi responded happily, flapped his broad wings vigorously, and flew into the air with Wen Qing on his back, and began to circle over the food street.
Soon, ice walls emitting cold air rose from the ground...
After Lu Nange and his team cleared an area with their combined strength, Gangzi immediately cast an ice shield to block off the next section to be cleared, effectively preventing the zombies from roaming around and avoiding the risk of the team being surrounded...
The cleaning process of the entire food street went unexpectedly smoothly.
They only encountered a dozen level three zombies, and the rest were low-level zombies of the first and second levels.
Aside from roaring "ho ho" crazily and biting instinctively, the first-level zombies have no killing power against people with special abilities!
What’s more, they are a group of psychics above level three!