Chapter 15 The Fantasy of the Apocalypse Was Still Too Beautiful

Lin Hao looked at the RV next to him.

A motorhome that could squeeze through stone blocks and run over nearly a thousand zombies, yet remain completely intact.

A man who had been murdered lay beside them.

Lin Hao said cautiously, "We absolutely cannot let anyone know that one of us has awakened a spatial ability."

Currently, it seems that Su Yuning's space can only be used for storing goods, not for attacking.

Possessing a treasure is a crime. If others find out, even if they can't keep the spatial ability for themselves, they will still snatch Su Yuning away and imprison her by their side.

Controlling Su Yuning is equivalent to controlling space.

This is extremely dangerous; this matter must be kept secret.

The corpse before us already hints at the cruelty of the apocalypse.

The other three nodded solemnly, all realizing the seriousness of the situation.

They followed the crowd inside and saw two groups of people facing off.

A group of people had bruises and swelling on their faces, looking quite miserable.

The other group of people were the ones who came down from the second floor with them.

Both sides were wary of each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Zhao Yu was an impatient man. He shouted to the survivors on the first floor, "It wasn't easy for any of us to survive. You're not going to kick us out of the supermarket, are you?"

His shout prompted the others to join in as well.

"That's right, this supermarket is so big, and the supplies inside are enough for us to eat for a very long time. You can't be so selfish."

"We just want to find food to fill our stomachs. You won't even allow that, will you? Besides, there are many of us, so we can fight together against the zombies and have a higher survival rate."

A person who has been hungry for a day and a night is thinking only about eating.

If the other party disagrees, they will even steal from them to make sure they have enough to eat first.

Lin Hao looked around to observe the situation.

There are signs of burning at the entrance to the passageway; a fire had occurred here.

The survivor on the first floor has injuries. Who attacked him?

Where is the RV owner?

So many zombies poured down from the second floor, but I didn't see any zombies wandering around the supermarket. Where did the zombies go?

The sound of the chainsaw was coming from inside.

Many details indicate that things are not ordinary.

The survivors on the first floor huddled together and discussed for a while before making way for these people to go in.

They banded together and returned to the warehouse to guard it.

Lin Qian, who was secretly observing, knew she couldn't linger outside anymore. She returned to her small office and sealed the door completely.

The water and food inside would be enough for her to eat for a very long time.

She even prepared a soft bed for herself, as well as downloaded TV series.

The survivors on the second floor wolfed down the snacks from the shelves.

The survivors on the first floor stood guard at the warehouse entrance, watching the commotion.

"These people had better be smart and not provoke that villain, or they won't even know how they died."

"Whether they provoke us or not is none of our business. We just need to avoid provoking them. Put more locks on the warehouse. We can eat whatever food is available outside, but we must protect the food in the warehouse. Who knows how long this apocalypse will last?"

They were truly afraid of Meng Shiwan; this man never played by the rules.

We can't win. We simply can't win.

Lin Hao and his three companions were excited as they looked at the supermarket full of supplies; these were all theirs.

But we can't do it now.

You have to wait until night when everyone is asleep and no one can see you before putting it into your space.

They ate something quick and then slowly walked toward the direction from which the chainsaw was coming from.

"ah!"

The girl's scream echoed throughout the supermarket, startling everyone.

The survivors on the second floor, who were foraging for food, ran towards the passage with their food in their arms. The terrifying sound indicated that they had been eaten by zombies.

But when they saw the survivors on the first floor sitting together chatting calmly, they all stopped in their tracks.

The fact that this group of people were so calm and unfazed meant there was no danger.

Some of the bolder people walked toward the source of the sound, wanting to see what was going on.

At this moment, Su Yuning and Liang Yin were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they hugged each other, not daring to open their eyes to look.

The two boys didn't look much better; their lips were pale and their bodies were stiff.

They had never seen anything like this in their lives.

Even horror movies aren't this gory.

In the corner ahead, there was a small mountain of zombie corpses, all in half.

Zombie heads were piled up haphazardly, like rotten watermelons.

A person wearing a black raincoat was dragging half a zombie out of the hole and throwing it onto the pile next to him.

They would pick up a head, chop it with a shovel until the skull shattered and brains splattered, then casually toss it onto the pile of corpses nearby.

His movements were as practiced as those of a seasoned melon farmer.

The chainsaw at the cave entrance was still buzzing, and zombies kept rushing out of the cave, only to be cleaved into three pieces.

A few meters in front of the opening, a man was tied to a shelf, wearing a helmet and motionless, his fate unknown.

A long-haired black and white cat was lying on the shelf, sleeping with its belly up.

The scene was filled with blood and bits of flesh, and a black figure in a raincoat walked on it, making a sticky, dripping sound.

Even the scariest horror movies don't have the same impact on them as the visuals they see now.

They felt that their fantasies about the apocalypse were still too idealistic.

Su Yuning said in a hoarse voice, "I've imagined it many times before, what kind of scene it would be with the sound of chainsaws and screams downstairs. Maybe it's humans being attacked by zombies, fighting back with chainsaws."

But I never expected it to turn out like this.

Lin Hao was amazed. "A trap to kill zombies? How can humans be so smart? In most post-apocalyptic novels, people just charge in headfirst. I didn't know they could make traps!"

They were shocked by the fact that their minds had been opened.

Meng Shiwan noticed them; they were unfamiliar faces. She continued with her own business.

They worked from noon until late at night, and fewer and fewer zombies came down.

Meng Shiwan turned off the chainsaw and used the cabinet to seal the hole again.

The zombie corpses were piled up like mountains nearby. After a whole day of work, they only found three crystal cores. Their luck wasn't great.

She walked to Zhang Qiang's side, cut the rope binding him with a shovel, and called out to Huhuo, "Let's go. I have blood on me. Stay with me and don't get it on you."

Ta Xue opened her eyes groggily.

It's time for the pet owner to finish their work.

It jumped to another shelf and followed Meng Shiwan away.

Zhang Qiang collapsed to the ground, staring at the bloody scene before him, unable to get up for a long time.

He stopped shouting after that, he didn't have the strength to shout anymore, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

The fear that zombies might come in and tear him apart constantly haunted him, making him spend each day in dread.

All he wanted to do now was leave this godforsaken place. He had no strength left, but he would crawl away if he had to.

Wearing a helmet, he writhed on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood.

The four people, including Lin Hao, who were standing by watching, felt their scalps tingle at the sight.

The other survivors in the supermarket were drowsy, but none of them slept soundly.

The chainsaw roared, and the zombies howled. They were also afraid that the trap would collapse, and the zombies would swarm in and bite them all to death.

Now that the noise has stopped, many people have come to their senses.