The gas station here is located at the very edge of the road, and there are quite a few zombies roaming around it.
Most of them were drivers who drove cars at night and fled in fright, turning into zombies. They looked very strong, much stronger than the one they met in the library.
Seeing the entire gas station, Xu Xing breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, nothing bad had happened.
A single gas station, when fully loaded, has nearly 80,000 liters of gasoline. Assuming each car has a 60-liter fuel tank, that's enough to fill up 1,300 cars.
Of course, even if it's used to generate electricity, it's enough to power the villa area for a very long time.
Xu Xing didn't pay any attention to the zombies wandering around; they were just there to increase his crystal core reserves.
Xu Xing now hopes that more level-two zombies will appear, since he himself has already advanced to level three, and ordinary level-one crystal cores are no longer very effective for him.
Xu Xing brought the pickup truck to a smooth stop inside the gas station with an emergency brake, then opened the door and got out.
The surrounding zombies instantly sensed the presence of a living person and all rushed towards Xu Xing.
At this moment, the two cars behind also arrived and hurriedly stopped behind.
Before Xu Xing could even make a move, two loud bangs came from the cars behind him as car doors opened and closed. Eager to make a name for himself, Wang Hu took the lead, brandishing a large knife and charging forward with a roar.
"let me!"
Wang Lei and Wang Hu have both broken through to level two due to the supply of crystal cores. Although their actual combat experience is almost zero, the level one difference is enough for them to crush their opponents, not to mention that they also have the weapons issued by Xu Xing.
Wang Hu didn't even need to use any special abilities; he used only his physical strength to slice the surrounding zombies into pieces as easily as chopping vegetables.
As a real estate developer, Wang Hu had naturally fought and seen blood before, but in his panic, his haphazard swordplay caused the already putrid blood of the zombies opposite him to splatter all over him.
Wang Hu, a normal human being, almost vomited at first, after all, this was the first time he had witnessed "death" so closely.
However, as his adrenaline surged, Wang Hu fought with increasing ferocity. The spray of blood onto his body became his stimulant, and his obese body was stained dark red.
Although it didn't reach the level of Xu Xing and Ye Kai, it still possessed a rather terrifying aura.
There weren't many zombies that had surrounded them to begin with, and Wang Hu only took a minute to clear out the remaining zombies.
Then Wang Hu, enduring the stench, searched through the body parts and found all the crystal cores.
They ran up to Xu Xing, all excited and eager to claim credit.
Wang Hu: "Boss, you don't need to get involved in these kinds of things in the future."
Xu Xing countered his words, saying, "Next time you encounter someone powerful, just don't hide behind me."
However, he still smiled and accepted the crystal core: "Next time you go out, don't be so reckless. Just cut their necks off directly. No need to waste any other effort."
Xu Xing wasn't intentionally trying to embezzle the crystal cores from his subordinates; rather, it did involve a matter of principle.
Within a faction, especially in a post-apocalyptic environment, all resources and materials must be handed over in the early stages, and only then will they be distributed according to rewards.
This approach maximizes benefits and effectively prevents internal strife.
Only when the population reaches a certain level will trading markets emerge, and at that time, resource control will naturally not be so strict.
Xu Xing continued, "Let's take the water pump down first, then we'll prepare to collect the gasoline in a bit."
Because the city's power supply was paralyzed, gas stations were naturally not spared either. Without electricity, all the gas pumps at the gas stations became useless.
Gasoline stored at gas stations is usually stored in underground tanks. The only way to get it out is by the most rudimentary method: using a water pump.
I tested it by hand and found that the fuel dispenser was made entirely of metal, and it was also fixed to the bottom with various cement and steel bars.
I tried using my mind power again, but found it was too difficult to move. I could only use my physical strength to completely overturn it.
So Xu Xing shouted, "Dog, smash this little red building to pieces!"
The dog, who was originally sunbathing in the car trunk out of boredom, heard the sound and immediately ran over. After realizing the mission, it quickly shook its head.
Thinking to myself, "You want me, the dog king, to do hard labor again? No way!"
With an unusually disdainful look, it looked at Xu Xing, who was giving orders, turned around, wagged its tail, and prepared to go on strike.
Even Bai Ling was cheering the dog on: "Big white dog, we can't be fooled again. Don't follow him anymore, just follow me. We must resist his exploitation."
The dog barked twice at Bai Ling, "With your size? I could sweep you away with one tail. I'm being kind by not bullying you."
Before Bai Ling could refute, Su Qianqian walked over with a smile and gently stroked the dog's head with her hand.
This one action alone made the dog want to roll its eyes in pleasure, and it naturally moved closer to Su Qianqian, humming softly.
Then Susie gently said, "Adou, go over there. You're the biggest one among us. If you can't do it, then no one else can either."
Susie's words were like a potent dose of adrenaline, hitting the dog hard.
In an instant, he turned around cleverly.
The dog's eyes were filled with high fighting spirit, and it completely forgot what it had just said.
It barked excitedly at Su Xixi twice.
Xu Xing didn't even need to translate; he knew the dog must have agreed.
Xu Xing suddenly realized that if Gouzi were a human, he would definitely be Su Xixi's number one sycophant. However... Gouzi himself doesn't seem to need to use metaphors.
Bai Ling was also disappointed and annoyed that her comrade, whom she was supposed to unite with, had actually defected to the enemy.
Encouraged by Susie, the dog seemed to be filled with power and instantly transformed into a battle form, its entire body seemingly swelling up.
Even the dog's shoulder height is close to that of Susie, who is 1.6 meters tall.
Judging from the pre-apocalyptic world, he was undoubtedly the king of beasts.
It's worth noting that even wild brown bears only reach a shoulder height of just over 1.5 meters. At least from the surface, this figure is already comparable to that of a brown bear.
Finally, the dog charged towards the refueling pump like a heavily armored tank.
The metal gas pump couldn't even withstand a single blow; the dog knocked it over, revealing the pipes underneath, which connected to the oil storage tank below.
After completing the task, the dog quickly retracted its fangs and ran to Susie's side, seemingly asking for praise.
Susie smiled and said, "So good."
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