Starting by Controlling a Reborn Individual? I Became Invincible in the Apocalypse

An office worker, Huang Zhao, was slacking off when the apocalypse arrived. He awakened a psychic ability.

He successfully controlled a space-type ability reborn individual, absorbing their m...

Chapter 43 Mustang Club

As the two walked through the passage, Huang Zhao's voice echoed in Qin Yi's mind:

"Brother Yi, if we encounter any survivors after we go out, I'll try to communicate with them."

If I need you to speak, I'll mentally prompt you.

"no problem!"

This was mainly to prevent Qin Yi from saying anything surprising.

The passage was nearly a kilometer long, and the two of them walked slowly for only 3 minutes before arriving at the deserted bushes outside.

After re-closing the entrance to the emergency exit, Qin Yi observed the surrounding environment and asked:

Are we still in the park?

"Yes, go to the heavy truck I parked, we'll drive the heavy truck to the logistics park."

"Brother Yi, can you drive a heavy truck?"

"We can drive any special vehicles, heavy trucks are no problem."

He took out the truck keys and tossed them to Qin Yi, and the two walked toward the heavy truck that had been parked outside for a day and two nights.

Compared to when Huang Zhao left, the driver's side window of the heavy truck was now shattered and the door was wide open.

The front of the car was dented into the shape of a human, and the area below the wheels looked as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood, with waves of bloody stench wafting through the air.

Logically speaking, in July, there should be many flies or other animals that like to eat flesh and blood swarming around the vehicle, but not a single one was seen at this time.

Huang Zhao knew that this was because most of the animals, after undergoing mutations, either ran into human-inhabited areas and caused trouble, or failed to evolve and died in their nests, resulting in a significant decrease in species and total numbers.

Most small insects will fail to mutate and die.

However, those that successfully mutate will become a major threat to human survival.

Within the mental perception area, the cabs of the heavy trucks had been almost completely searched, but they weren't damaged much.

Ignoring the smashed car window and the stench of blood wafting from outside, the two got into the car.

......

The Wild Horse Club, located about four kilometers from Dawn City, houses a building with over two hundred people.

At the beginning of the apocalypse, most people were still resting, recovering the energy they had expended during the previous night's group activities until the early hours of the morning.

As the zombie crisis erupted, many people who had not yet turned into zombies were awakened by the noisy screams and sounds of chasing.

Thinking that enemies had come to cause trouble, they all pulled out weapons stored throughout the club and charged out.

After overcoming the initial panic of encountering zombies, the survivors in the club gradually killed all the zombies by taking advantage of the terrain and their weapons.

Of the original club of over two hundred people, 34 survived: 27 men and 7 women.

The club's founder, Brother Jie, survived and became a leader among the members.

After the initial panic, Brother Jie realized that the zombie crisis was not simple, and asked everyone to clean up the mess.

They wanted to contact the people above to find out what was going on, but communication had been cut off and they were unable to communicate with anyone outside.

Having killed nearly two hundred zombies, if the zombies are just a temporary mutation, they will definitely not escape official punishment.

Brother Jie decided to stay at the club and observe for a while. With the power of the Chinese government, escape was out of the question. He would try to find a lawyer to defend his self-defense.

The club is surrounded by office buildings that are still being leased, and there are no convenience stores or large supermarkets nearby. At this moment, there are a few scattered zombies wandering the streets outside, but not a single survivor can be seen.

They collected all the food in the club, but with the current consumption of 34 people, it wouldn't last more than two days.

Not knowing whether a zombie crisis had broken out outside, Brother Jie decided to send his underlings to buy some food.

The club's members are mostly idle loafers with some assets at home who don't need to work.

They drive around the streets every day, their cars modified to look incredibly cool.

When Brother Jie suggested that he needed to go outside, a short but rather strong henchman volunteered to step forward.

"Very good, what's your name?"

"Brother Jie, my name is Zhang Jinlong, I am..."

"Alright! Xiaolong, you can go now. Keep an eye on the situation outside and report back to me."

Finally gaining the attention of the leader, Zhang Jinlong was very excited and set off on his modified motorcycle.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the motorcycle's generator roared loudly as it sped away.

In just 30 seconds, the motorcycle sped 500 meters away. As it passed an office building next to a highway, it was hit by a zombie falling from the building.

The out-of-control motorcycle threw Zhang Jinlong into the air, and his screams could be heard 500 meters away by the onlookers. He was then surrounded by zombies falling from the building like dumplings being dropped into a pot, which also attracted many zombies to wander towards the club.

Brother Jie: "Retreat back to the club and lock the gates!"

The sounds outside abruptly ceased after Zhang Jinlong let out a scream of "Brother Jie, no!" as the club doors closed.

After discovering that zombies weren't only in the club, they were unable to go to the living area and other crowded places to collect supplies.

Brother Jie had no choice but to arrange for everyone to stake out the route that the people fleeing from the inner city would definitely take, thinking that the survivors who were fleeing should have a lot of supplies.

After three days, we did collect a lot of food and mineral water, but we weren't very wealthy.

Over the past three days, several people in the club, including Brother Jie, have awakened their supernatural abilities.

With no official intervention for several days in a row, the group became increasingly arrogant and reckless.

Feeling confident that he was strong enough to wipe out all the zombies in the residential area, Brother Jie decided to lead his men to the residential area to collect supplies after he finished guarding the area this morning.

At this moment, outside the club, nearly 20 people were divided into three groups and headed towards three roads that were the only way out of Linjiang District.

......

"Damn it, I wish these zombies weren't deaf. I can't drive my car anymore."

"Have you forgotten how Old Zhang died a couple of days ago? He blew up the zombie horde and got himself surrounded by zombies falling from the sky!"

"If you want to die, go drive yourself. You'll at least keep all this blame away from me."

"Luckily, our club is located in a remote area, otherwise we wouldn't have had the chance to come out."

"I was just saying, walking there is too slow. We didn't stop many survivors yesterday, so we didn't get anything."

"Brother Jie is already preparing to take us to the living area to loot supplies. We should be able to hold out for another two days."

I'm going to take a nap in a bit, you guys keep an eye on things.

"Yes, yes, Brother Mao! You should get some rest!"

"Leave it to us, it's like saying the survivors who escaped are all cowards, we don't need you, Brother Mao, to step in."

Of the group, only Brother Mao awakened his superpowers and became an object of admiration for everyone.

A group of seven people walked towards the head of a bridge, where they could see that the bridge was blocked by wrecked cars.

At the end of the only passable lane, there were cars stacked three stories high.

It is clear that someone deliberately created roadblocks to obstruct the road.