Chapter 11 Eight Hundred Schemes

Meng Shiwan lifted Taxue off the toilet, unpacked the new toiletries, and washed her face and brushed her teeth.

She threw her dirty clothes from yesterday into the washing machine and put on her new sportswear.

Finally, raise the lifting bed to the top and tidy it up.

"Let's go out and find breakfast."

Ta Xue obediently jumped onto Meng Shiwan's shoulder and followed her out the door.

Meng Shiwan strongly suspects that Ta Xue is selectively misunderstanding.

It can understand when it's willing to listen, like when we go out now.

If you don't want to listen, just pretend you don't understand, like when you just taught it how to use the toilet.

A cat can have eight hundred schemes.

The snacks and fruits in the passageway are gone; someone must have moved them.

Anyone with a brain knows that this disaster is not going to end easily. With production halted nationwide, food will be the most precious resource.

Upon entering the passageway, Meng Shiwan discovered that the entrance to the supermarket was blocked by wooden shelves and other materials.

She laughed in exasperation.

She cleared the zombies out of the supermarket, and now that they were no longer a threat, they were blocking her outside.

This group of people really has a clever plan.

If it weren't for her clearing out the zombies, who were roaming around the supermarket, they would all be hiding in some corner, too afraid to move.

You might get grabbed by a zombie and bitten to death at any moment.

Now that the zombies are gone and everything is safe, they've come out to block the door instead.

Are they trying to stop the zombies, or are they trying to stop her?

If it were zombies, a few rows of metal frames would be enough, and there would be a small entrance/exit.

There are three layers of people blocking her way.

She turned and went back to the RV, putting Ta Xue back in. "Watch how I deal with them. You stay home and wait patiently, don't let them get hurt."

Ta Xue jumped onto the shoe cabinet, her eyes darting around, ready to watch the excitement through the car window.

Meng Shiwan found an iron bucket and a water pipe in the shop across the street, went to the truck, and opened the fuel tank.

He used a hose to siphon a full bucket of gasoline from the fuel tank, then carried it and poured it directly onto a pile of wooden shelves blocking the passageway.

She stepped back far enough and threw the windproof lighter in her hand over, and the fire instantly ignited in the passageway.

Meng Shiwan quickly retreated from the passage, watching the overwhelming fire spread within it, a cold smile playing on her lips.

It's the end of the world, why are you playing these pointless tricks with her?

The supermarket is where they make a living, but it's not hers.

The survivors inside the supermarket were stunned when they saw the flames.

"What are you standing there for? Put out the fire! There are drinks on the other side of the passage. If it catches fire, none of us will survive."

Someone realized what was happening and shouted.

The other entrances and exits of the supermarket were also completely blocked, so they might not be able to escape even if they wanted to.

The dozens of survivors inside the supermarket panicked and rushed to find fire-fighting equipment.

Fire hoses and fire extinguishers were all brought out and put to use.

On the ground at the entrance of the passage, there were already broken wine bottles from Meng Shiwan's previous attack. As the fire spread, thick black smoke billowed everywhere.

Lin Qian stood in a corner at the edge of the supermarket, watching the group of people frantically trying to put out the fire, cursing inwardly.

"A bunch of idiots! They know that person is not someone to mess with, so why do they still pick a fight with her? She only has a campervan; how much stuff can she possibly take? They're just looking for trouble."

She was now very glad that she hadn't had any ulterior motives towards Meng Shiwan before, otherwise she wouldn't even know how she died.

That woman is truly ruthless; she burned down such a large supermarket with so many supplies without hesitation.

Fortunately, the supermarket had comprehensive fire safety measures, and many of the survivors were employees who were skilled in using them.

Extinguish the fire promptly before it spreads throughout the entire beverage area.

A group of people sat on the ground, covered in soot and panting heavily. Their faces were blackened by the smoke, and the floor was covered with black water stains from the firefighting efforts.

Some people complained, "I told them last night not to mess with that woman. She's a ruthless murderer. What difference does it make if she takes some things from this huge supermarket? It won't affect us at all."

"She even helped us clear out the zombies nearby. Without her, would we be surviving so easily? You insisted on blocking her out. Is she the kind of person who would let it go so easily?"

Everyone participated in blocking the passage yesterday, but now that the goal has not been achieved, the other party has been angered and is starting to shirk responsibility.

The middle-aged man in the lead shouted, "Shut up! You all know she's a murderer. If she dared to kill Old Wang, she dares to kill us. What if she suddenly loses her mind and chops us all up? You'll regret it then."

"I agree. This woman is difficult to deal with and ruthless. It would be safer for us to get rid of her."

They never expected that the arrival of the zombie apocalypse would not be so terrifying to them as to the zombies themselves.

It was a young woman.

They seemed to have forgotten that the reason no zombies threatened their lives was also because of that girl.

The fire was extinguished and the thick smoke dissipated.

The debris piled at the entrance of the passage was mostly burned, and through the gaps between the charred wooden planks and iron frames, one could see a person standing on the other side.

He was wearing a black one-piece raincoat, which covered him up very well, even his head was covered by the hood, and his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the brim and could not be seen clearly.

A large, fat cat was perched on his shoulder, and he was clutching an outdoor shovel in his hand.

They were very familiar with this shovel; it had been used to chop off zombie heads and also to slit Old Wang's throat.

"Oh no, we've really angered this ruthless person."

"What's there to be afraid of? There are so many of us, how could we not beat one girl?"

Despite saying this, everyone still kept a wary eye on Meng Shiwan's figure.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes chillingly cold, like a heartless beast ready to hunt its prey.

One cleaning lady was so scared her voice was trembling, "What are those horror movies on TV? This is the real horror movie, it's terrifying!"

"Is this really the kind of emotion that can be seen in a human eye? Even the eyes of a man-eating beast aren't this cold."

As they watched in terror, Meng Shiwan raised the shovel in her hand and slammed it down hard on the charred debris.

The wooden planks and shelves, baked at high temperatures, became brittle, and she easily cleaved a large hole in them.

Zhang Qiang felt intimidated by Meng Shiwan's imposing aura and shouted, "Let's all attack together and grab this woman!"

"Grab her!"

Dozens of survivors rushed forward.

"Awoo!"

Ta Xue bared its teeth and charged into the crowd, slashing left and right with its claws, wreaking havoc in all directions.

Instantly, bloody scratches from cat claws appeared on the heads and faces of the group.

Meng Shiwan rushed forward at great speed, wielding the shovel in her hand.

The survivors didn't even see Meng Shiwan make a move before the sharp shovels were already in front of them, smashing into their heads and bodies.

Screams erupted immediately.

In just a short while, dozens of people were knocked to the ground by Meng Shiwan, and cries of pain filled the air.

None of them could stand up and fight.

Meng Shiwan squatted down next to Zhang Qiang, her shovel propped up on the ground, a forced smile on her face. "You just said you were going to arrest me? What for? To imprison me? Or to kill me?"

Her eyes were filled with disdain, as if she were looking at a complete idiot.

With several years of fitness experience, beneath her slender skin lie incredibly powerful muscle lines.

In addition, during the three years of the apocalypse, in order to survive, she used the crystal cores she desperately searched for to learn a killing move from a retired soldier for two months.

Having survived countless brushes with death and honed her skills with her life on the line, what ability do these people have to fight her?