Building an Apocalypse Base, Starting with an Infinite Supermarket

Song Zhi was originally a powerful figure dominating the apocalypse, slicing zombies like vegetables and building dozens of bases. However, on the very day the apocalypse ended, she transmigrated t...

Chapter 62: Killing the Chicken to Frighten the Monkey

Turned around and went back to the supermarket.

Those who were standing at the hotel entrance watching the excitement also dispersed when they saw Song Zhi leave.

But this time they were much more polite.

If you bump into someone while walking fast, apologize respectfully immediately and the other person will forgive you kindly.

We are all strangers, but there is an inexplicable feeling of harmony and beauty.

Inside the supermarket.

Seeing that she had dealt with those troublesome guys, Shi Shuwan planned to go back to the hotel to work.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Guo Xiong's hand.

Just now, because of the confrontation with the lightning-type mutant, the back of his hand was burned and is still bleeding.

"Axiong, what's wrong with you? Let me see, why are you bleeding?"

Shi Shuwan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Guo Xiong's hand as he tried to pull it back.

Oh no, how come Shuwan saw this? Now she’s going to be sad again.

Guo Xiong: "I...I'm fine, I was just careless."

Guo Xiong wanted to pull his arm out of Shi Shuwan's hand, but Shi Shuwan used so much force that he couldn't break free for a while.

"It's all burnt, how can it be okay? Don't lie to me." Shi Shuwan looked at the wound on Guo Xiong's hand, feeling so distressed that her eyes began to moisten.

Song Zhi noticed the situation here and walked forward to check with a frown.

"Lightning ability. I don't have any medicine here at the moment. Let's disinfect it first and clean the wound first."

Song Zhi frowned and went to a shelf at the back of the supermarket and took out a bottle of medical alcohol.

Fortunately, the system classifies this as a daily necessity.

"Okay, disinfect first, I'll do it."

Shi Shuwan took the bottle of medical alcohol from Song Zhi and pulled Guo Xiong to the side to disinfect.

"If I remember correctly, you came here to buy an air conditioner, right?"

Song Zhi glanced at the person in front of him and said.

Yan Xuesong was a little confused: "Huh?"

You're asking this at this hour? Shouldn't you be treating the wound first?