Yang Suiyi is a total homebody whose favorite pastime is writing novels on various websites. However, she inevitably abandons every single one, earning curses from countless readers while gleefully...
"good!"
After parking the car and getting out, armed and cautious, Da Mao pushed open the glass door of the supermarket, went inside, and looked around, but found no supplies.
"Brother Bing, there are neither zombies nor supplies inside."
"Could it have been completely looted?" Brother Bing frowned. Since they set off, their haul had been minimal.
"Let's search around again, and don't overlook any residential houses."
Unfortunately, the town's supplies were completely looted by seventy or eighty zombies last night.
After an hour of searching, they found nothing and were all somewhat discouraged.
"Today is really strange. Who has such great power that they swept through like a whirlwind, leaving us with nothing. Frustrating."
"Aren't there still some that haven't been looked for? Let's go take another look."
The place they finally found was the same place where the zombies had held their meeting the night before. When they pushed open the door, they were all stunned!
"Good heavens, it seems all the supplies in this town have been moved here." Ah Song's eyes lit up as he looked at the rice, blankets, and food scattered on the ground!
"Could there be someone here? Let's go in and ask if they can share some with us." In this post-apocalyptic world, there aren't many people with a sense of justice and conscience left, so it's rare that Brother Bing would think of others.
"Is anyone home?" I called out as I entered the house, but it was completely silent, deathly still, without even a reply.
"Brother Bing, it seems like there's no one here."
“Let’s take some supplies first and leave some for the people here. If no one comes to collect these supplies in three days, we’ll take the rest. In this apocalypse, supplies are precious.”
After they finished speaking, the group started loading the supplies onto the vehicle. Because there were many people, they had only managed to load about two-thirds of the vehicle.
"Alright! Leave the rest, let's go. We've got a good haul today, we should be able to hold out until the national rescue team arrives."
Seeing the truck full of supplies, a surge of hope and a yearning for life welled up in the hearts of the group.