A young man with a gun and a thick beard spoke rapidly, accidentally swallowing a few strands of hair. He spat them out and tried to go forward to dig them out, but was stopped by a large, fair hand.

The man had a cool, clear voice, was tall and slender, and had a kind of ascetic, domineering CEO vibe.

"Wait, there's sound."

really.

No sooner had the man finished speaking than a group of wandering zombies emerged from around the corner.

It swaggered towards them.

The filth of zombies is a kind of rotten filth that is psychologically unacceptable, and its smell is several times stronger than swill. The squad put on breathing masks and opened fire.

With gunshots ringing right next to my ears, how could I not be woken up?

The little zombie couldn't take it anymore and woke up, just about to bare its teeth.

He got kicked in the butt.

A burly man in his thirties, wielding an AK-47, attacked an approaching zombie while saying to a smaller zombie, "Are you dead or not? You're already beaten to a pulp, what are you doing?"

"Zhao Xiaobao! Get out of the way! Be careful, he might be a zombie!"

The team's leader issued a warning.

In the apocalypse, you can't trust anyone. Even if someone seems fine, the virus may have already entered their body. Once the incubation period is over, everyone will be in danger!

Yu Bai reminded me.

Zhao Xiaobao's expression changed drastically.

He slapped his forehead and quickly retreated.

Oh no, oh no, how could I make such a stupid mistake? I just saw that she looked small from behind, curled up like a child, and I softened my heart for a moment.

The little zombie got kicked in the butt and angrily covered it up.

He looked at Yu Bai.

The group paused slightly when they saw his face clearly. With the water and electricity cut off and summer approaching, skin tone varied depending on one's natural complexion, but this was remarkably supple and youthful…

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang!!"

While they were distracted, another wave came from behind. The team reacted quickly, splitting up and focusing on attacking the zombies. No one paid attention to the smaller zombies.

Little Lampwick wanted revenge, but they were fighting.

Forget it.

The foot that kicked his butt is hoping to get toenail fungus, one person infecting two!

(｀へ′)!

This is the back area of ​​a large supermarket, all boarded up. The system always thought its host was just tough.

I never expected my fist to look so white and brittle.

Can a single punch really make a hole in a wooden board?

Has he awakened some strange zombie ability?

The little zombie hammered out a hole that it could crawl into.

The way they crawled with their butts sticking out was quite comical.

Yu Bai caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye: "..."

Seeing that there was still plenty of food in the supermarket, the idiot got smart and realized he couldn't be discovered, otherwise, like last time, all his delicious corn would be snatched away.

He plugged up the hole he had just hammered with a supermarket shelf.

Since eating other delicious food at Qin Zhi's place, the little zombie can accept other foods, but his favorite is still sweet corn.

I ran quickly to the vegetable section.

I took a small cart and piled all the corn on it.

Leave none for them.

There were so many delicious things in the supermarket that one shopping cart wasn't enough. The little zombie, wearing ill-fitting slippers, kept coming and going.

He was as busy as a diligent little bee.

There were other survivors in the supermarket. Luckily, the little zombie was wearing sunglasses, otherwise who knows what might have gone wrong.

This city must have just fallen; either there aren't many people, or there are many infected. Otherwise, it would be strange if such a large supermarket hadn't been looted.

There are fewer zombies during the day.

Even if they are in groups, they are still small groups.

It's scarier at night.

After dealing with the zombies and extracting the crystal cores, Yu Bai's team entered the supermarket.

Every time someone entered, it terrified the survivors.

The male protagonist's team did not awaken any spatial abilities.

So whenever I scavenge for food, my first choice is compressed biscuits, and if that's not available, I'll definitely grab canned goods or anything else.

Puffed food snacks.

They only touch those places when they absolutely can't find any supplies.

After all, backpacks are limited.

They all came in with a specific purpose: to find food.

It's very fast.

Yu Bai saw a little zombie sitting in a corner eating raw corn as he passed through the vegetable section. He only paused for a few seconds before going to find other food. He continued until his backpack was full before the young man came over.

"Brother Yu, there's plenty of food here. I've already notified Lao Chen and the others, they'll bring the car over in a bit."

Yu Bai nodded.

Finding a supermarket with a good supply of goods in this world is like winning the lottery.

There were six people in the group, and two off-road vehicles. The space was quite large, and the food could be stored neatly for about two months.

Besides compressed biscuits and canned goods, there are also rice, noodles, and the like.

There's still so much food here.

This stems from the human instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

They'll definitely try to pack as much as possible.

A tall, thin young man in the group walked up to Yu Bai and asked, "Boss, there's so much food here. If we don't move more, others will find us and it will probably be looted very quickly. I'm thinking of going out and getting a bigger truck so we can load up more."

Yu Bai thought for a moment and nodded.

In the apocalypse, finding a car means either picking up scraps on the roadside or committing murder and robbery. Everyone is running for their lives or hiding at home, so there are naturally no employees at car dealerships, making it unrealistic to buy one there.

"We'll go after Kong Congyu and the others arrive."

"good."

With supplies replenished, Yu Bai walked towards the little zombie.

He saw the strength with which the man hammered the wooden board; he must be a power-type ability user. Quiet and alone, and so delicate-looking, he'd probably be no match for a powerful team.

Yu Bai valued talent and thought it best to invite the other party to join the team.

"Hello," Yu Bai said.

I'm munching away at this little zombie...

Both of his large teeth were stuck with corn kernels, his mouth was bulging and stuffed full, yet he was still biting. He was like a corn kernel peeling machine, taking more than ten seconds to peel a single ear of corn.

Yu Bai watched as he ate one snack after another, seemingly oblivious to what he was saying. He took another step closer, squatted down, and introduced himself.

"My name is Yu Bai, captain of the Wind Eagle Team. Would you like to travel with us?"

Seeing that the person still didn't speak, Yu Bai continued:

"There are two superhumans in the team right now: me and a young man named Kong Congyu. I saw you smashing the wooden plank earlier. Are you an awakened power-type superhuman?"

"Are you alone? If you are, strength-based combat is close-range, and the risk of infection is high. If you team up with us, we can divide the work and reduce the pressure. We can take turns keeping watch at night, so you won't have to be worried every day."

The man mumbled a bunch of things, and the little zombie had already gnawed on his fifth one. He let out a burp; he had just eaten two cans of food, and the water had filled his stomach.

Seeing that the other party remained silent for a long time, Yu Bai frowned and said, "Brother, even if you don't want to, just say something."

The little zombie paused in its corn-eating motion, looked at Yu Bai through its sunglasses, and opened its mouth: "Squeak."

Yu Bai:?

The little zombie, thinking he hadn't heard, squeaked again.

Whether it was intentional or not, they probably didn't want to be with them. Oh well, I shouldn't force them. "Okay, I understand."

After saying that, he turned and left.

As I was about to leave the area, I couldn't help but turn around and take one last look.

The little zombie was engrossed in its food, not even lifting its head.