The in-car navigation system is the item Xia Ning is most looking forward to after unlocking the vehicle.

Finally, finally, finally!

The navigator performed its intended function, and the Dede Maps were no longer concentric circles.

The extremely simple map was filled with small squares, with a few marked "supermarket," "police station," "hospital," "square," and "school."

Xia Ning had a sudden thought and zoomed out on the map, but unfortunately it only showed the important buildings in the town.

Perhaps the new map will only load after you leave the town?

In any case, it solved Xia Ning's immediate problem.

Having made up her mind, Xia Ning immediately devised a rough plan.

Even knowing the supermarket's location, Xia Ning didn't plan to head straight there. She intended to detour and take a look, then decide what to do next.

The supermarket is indeed well-stocked.

The problem is that this is common sense.

Faced with this drastic change, the first reaction of local residents, survivors, and players alike is to scavenge for supplies at supermarkets.

In the "Disaster City" instance, even with the army guarding it, the supermarket was immediately emptied, and there were many riots.

Even with the ban on guns in China and a high level of cooperation from residents, this is the situation in Western towns. What about in Western towns? It's been shown in countless movies.

The fighting and looting led to the formation of factions and the division of territories.

Novels often feature plots where the main characters enter a supermarket only to find that a group has already seized control of the supplies, as if they were ruling the area.

Alternatively, the main characters and passersby might escape into the supermarket together, only to quickly split into two factions: one advocating for continued exploration to find a survivor base, and the other advocating for survival on the spot. In the end, the main characters are usually exiled, while the villains who remain cannot hold out for more than two days before being overwhelmed by the zombie horde in the supermarket.

It's a cliché, but the possibility is indeed very high.

Xia Ning didn't know if there were any survivor groups there, but she was certain that there must be a large number of zombies roaming the supermarket.

She had a big question mark about how much stock the supermarket had left.

The good news for her was that there were many zombies, but also a considerable amount of supplies remained.

The bad news is that the zombies are kept out, and the supermarket has been occupied by a fairly strong survivor or player.

In any case, supermarkets may seem like a great place to replenish resources, but that's not actually the case.

In Xia Ning's mind, it was even less important than "school".

I opened the virtual interface to check the time; it was 2:30 PM.

Xia Ning decided to stay overnight in the apartment and first ransack the building for supplies.

Before leaving the house, Xia Ning patched up her clothes.

Now that she knew about the radiation, Xia Ning didn't hesitate and drank a can of [Basic Antidote].

Although medicine is said to have some side effects, this is a game prop and not a proper medicine.

Xia Ning's level has increased to 4, but her profession hasn't improved. The potions she makes are still at the beginner level. She'll probably have to practice until she gets better, and it will take time to accumulate experience.

"Meow~"

After turning into a cat, the younger sister didn't seem as active as she was when she was a Samoyed. With a nimble leap, she jumped onto Xia Ning's backpack.

Xia Ning pouted: "I was counting on you to help me carry my things."

Despite saying that, Xia Ning didn't actually chase the cat away.

After moving the table from the entryway, Xia Ning looked out through the peephole and saw that the hallway was safe for the time being.

She quickly opened the door, walked to the stairwell entrance, and closed the stairwell door.

Broken glass was scattered on the floor of the stairwell, and congealed bloodstains were on the walls. The smell was awful, and the air was filled with the stench of decay.

The door at the top of the stairs was also covered in blood, and the lock was even broken.

Xia Ning used a wire to tie to the door lock, simply securing the door in place.

She didn't expect this thing to be very defensive; she just wanted it to create some obstacles for the zombies rushing in, so that Xia Ning could hear the sound of the door being rammed and prepare for battle in advance.

Close the door at the entrance of the stairwell.

Xia Ning turned around to explore.

She stayed in room 303, which was on the top floor.

Xia Ning's boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the dirty tiled floor.

She stopped in front of room 302.

The iron gate was locked.

Xia Ning's universal lock pick only had one more chance to be used, so she naturally wouldn't waste it on this door.

She glanced at her attack value of 124, then kicked open the iron gate with a bang.

Physical unlocking.

302 is also a studio apartment.

Xia Ning's gaze swept over the pizza boxes scattered on the ground, the suit jacket on the clothes rack, and the game controller on the coffee table. Her gaze then extended forward, and she could see several pairs of shorts hanging on the abandoned treadmill on the balcony.

Xia Ning easily concluded that the owner of 302 was a young, single man.

She casually picked up the baseball bat from the shoe cabinet, weighed it in her hand, swung it in the air, and then nodded in satisfaction.

That's perfect for smashing zombies' heads.

In the living room, there were several game discs, a box of tissues, and a rotten half-pizza.

Xia Ning turned right into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and saw only white shirts, except for one tracksuit.

On the left side of the bedside table is a mechanical watch, a box of tissues, and...

One box of condoms, one bottle of lubricant, and one enema kit.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Xia Ning: The silence has been dried.

The homeowner's information has been updated; "single" has been removed.

On the right, Xia Ning found a pen and a notebook.

Unfortunately, the notebook didn't contain much useful information; at least for Xia Ning, its main purpose was to showcase the diversity of the world.

It records the following content:

Pierre: No, the technique is poor.

Edward: Generally speaking, he talks too much.

Peter: I love him! He's absolutely amazing!

Hank: We're a good match in bed, but he's too old-fashioned and doesn't want to come with Peter.

Sam: I really admire his courage to take his pants off.

...

Xia Ning: "Hiss—"

Think about the neatly tailored suits and shirts in your closet.

With mixed feelings, Xia Ning opened the cabinet under the bed.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Xia Ning was still shocked.

Whips, candles, thongs, wigs, lace stockings, and various small toys.

Xia Ning quickly covered her younger sister's eyes: "Don't look, this world is too advanced for you."

younger sister: ??·??·??*?? ??

"Meow~"

Xia Ning clicked her tongue and put away the notebook, deciding to give it to her older sister as a gift next time she saw her.

She can't be the one who gets hurt!