Chapter 2
It was even darker here, with only the emergency lights providing a faint light.
Most of the shelves were knocked over and almost all the edible items were sold out.
Ji Dongzang walked to a shelf, picked up a hairband at random, tidied his messy hair with his hands, and tied his hair into a low bun.
During the fight just now, her hair was scattered and blocked her vision, and Ji Dongzang was attacked by someone and his forearm was cut.
Fortunately, that person was slow, and if he were replaced by a more agile person, the white knife would go in and the red knife would come out.
Now the first thing she wants to do is find a barber shop to shave her head.
Her hair reaches her shoulders, which is just the right length to be tied up in a bun. Ji Dongzang thinks this kind of medium-short hair is the easiest to manage.
But if you want to continue fighting, even short hair will be a hindrance.
She planned to shave her head, as a bald head was too eye-catching. In these extraordinary times, Ji Dongzang felt that he did not have the energy to be so high-profile.
Ji Dongzang walked in while looking around to see if there was anything he could use. He had to carry some essential items with him to feel at ease.
She was wearing a sports vest, a gray zippered sweatshirt, black sweatpants, and Dominican dad shoes.
There were blood marks on the soles of his shoes from passing by his neighbor's house.
When Ji Dongzang went out, there was a constant banging sound coming from the tightly closed door next door.
The corridor was covered in blood, there were several bloody handprints on her door, and a kitchen knife with a bent blade was on the ground.
A dog with its back to itself was tied to the handle of the fire escape on this floor.
Ji Dongzang had seen his neighbor take it out before. It was a black and white Border Collie.
It no longer looked like a Border Collie. Its fur was stained with blood and stuck together in tangled strands.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion after the winter storage, but it seems to have grown a lot bigger, and its limbs are a little thicker than before.
Seeing that it didn't react and looked like it was dead, Ji Dongzang carefully passed by the Border Collie.
…
In this small shopping mall.
Ji Dongzang found an outdoor gear store and changed to a smaller backpack. The original one was too big and inconvenient for her to move around.
This store doesn’t have headlamps, but it has a wide variety of multifunctional raincoats. I compared them and put them in my backpack.
She picked out a sports watch, adjusted the time and put it on.
I stuffed the bag with a lighter, mineral water, chocolate, power bank, sanitary napkins, spare clothes and toothpaste, as well as newly added markers, nuts, a small bottle of white wine, soap, toilet paper, a sewing kit, a telescope, a mobile phone, a whistle, a mask, medicated oil and batteries.
The remaining space is left for food. I haven’t found any medicine yet, so I probably have to go to the pharmacy outside.
She couldn't go back home, so Ji Dongzang planned to stay in the shopping mall temporarily. She didn't need anything at the moment, and there were no zombies coming for her by smelling the human scent. As for those crazy people, Ji Dongzang could just avoid them.
This supply package is more about ensuring that we can face emergencies after winter storage.
Suddenly, there was the sound of shattering glass upstairs. Ji Dongzang had seen two men sneak into the mall from the window before. They were so lucky, it seemed like they had traded their intelligence for luck, and they had looted a sack of gold, silver, and other luxury goods.
After watching them leave, she turned the corner to look for a barber shop she had noticed before.
The owner of the barber shop was also there, with bags piled up nearby. It was obvious that he had also run away from home.
When Ji Dongzang came in, the boss was eating instant noodles.
Seeing that his boss was unwilling to speak to him, Ji Dongzang expressed his demands himself.
"Boss, two gold bracelets, please lend me your barber's clippers."
"Go, go." The middle-aged lady in a floral shirt looked up and rolled her eyes at Ji Dongzang while eating noodles.
"Thank you." Ji Dongzang didn't care about her attitude.
She picked out a non-cordless hair clipper, said hello to her elder sister, and went to the hat shop across the street to shave her head in front of the mirror.
Ji Dongzang was very polite and did not dirty his elder sister's barber shop, but he was very immoral and went next door to create garbage.
Wu Cailing glanced at the girl who was getting her hair cut. She was quite tall and had to do a horse stance to see herself in the mirror. She had been trying for a while and it looked like she had a buzz cut.
Wu Cailing looked at the folding mirror on the table, touched her hair which had just been permed, and shook her head.
Ji Dongzang finally used a broom to sweep the hair into the corner.
The only downside to the mall is that you can't take a shower.
Ji Dongzang could only wet a towel to wipe his body, changed into another set of clothes, and also changed into a pair of sneakers that were easier to walk in.
She looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a face that had just been washed and was covered with moisture. There was a grayish tint under her eyes, as if she had not slept well.
The sapphire earrings that had been taken off were now put back on the left ear.
It wasn't cold in the mall, so Ji Dongzang only wore a black shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, and his collarbone was faintly visible under the smooth lines of his neck.
She smiled at herself in the mirror.
A shrill scream was heard from somewhere in the mall, followed by crazy laughter.
Ji Dongzang's expression remained unchanged and he found a corner to rest.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Theia was hanging in the southeast sky.
Lin Mo's fingers occasionally brushed through his prickly short hair, and he suddenly remembered the day his mother and father passed away.
It was three in the morning when the phone rang.
The police informed her that her mother and father's car was hit on the highway and both died at the scene.
The perpetrator was a rich second-generation who was driving drunk and speeding, and crashed into her car in the wrong direction.
That's when the phone rang.
"Ji Dongzang, right? This is the Third People's Hospital."
"Your parents were in a car accident on the Ring Expressway, and the driver fled the scene while drunk..."
Later, when I met that rich second generation, there was not even a trace of apology on his face, only impatience.
His legal team quickly proposed a settlement. His mother's inheritance—a small apartment and 1.2 million yuan in savings—gave Ji Dongzang the leverage to negotiate.
In the end, she accepted a settlement that was 30% more than the initial proposal. Many people wentssip about her, saying she was trading her mother and father's lives for money.
…
The world is collapsing, the rules have been rewritten. Law and order are a thing of the past, and those who survive will be those who can best adapt to the new rules.
Ji Dongzang took a deep breath. The air was filled with the smell of smoke, blood, and freedom. She didn't like a peaceful world. She never did.
Now, you no longer have to pretend to be normal or follow those boring social norms.
Ji Dongzang opened his phone and stayed on someone’s social platform.
She figured she needed a small goal to start this new life with, and a chance to practice.
Refresh the phone again.
:Prepare! !
And two accompanying pictures.
One photo was taken from the 30th floor through the glass. Behind the glass, the 30-story hell scene was distorted in the rain marks.
A dented car, a collapsed neon sign at a shopping mall.
And, diagonally below, there is a shopping mall hidden in the darkness.
The other one is a boy's smiling face. He is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and there is cruel innocence in his eyes. The mirror wall behind him reflects countless of him, and his left hand wrapped in gauze can be seen.
The perpetrator, who was released on bail, was now at the Lake International Center, preparing to go to a high-end shelter on the other side of the city.
A space-grade fortress said to be able to withstand asteroid impacts.
Ji Dongzang is now in the small shopping mall in his picture.
She looked at the neon-lit skyscrapers in the distance, where the electronic fireworks were still playing "Apocalypse Carnival Week Specials" in a loop.
Ji Dongzang was also making preparations for him and to bid him farewell.
Xu Jing lived a much more respectable life in this hell on earth. Ji Dongzang thought it was a pity that he hadn't lost his mind.
In the news footage three days ago, the man was still wearing a custom-made suit and tasting red wine, as if the corpses lying around him were just holographic projections.
The giant baby who threatened to play the doomsday game returned to the solid fortress built for him by his mother and father when the situation became increasingly out of control.
This also gives Ji Dongzang an opportunity. Today, these elites will go to the shelter for the second time.
The Lake International Center is bustling with people now, so it's not difficult for Ji Dongzang to sneak in.
Xu Jing's days of eating, drinking, and having fun had long since worn him out. He'd broken his arm in a fight two months prior. Xu Jing's parents had left for the shelter five days prior, and now that he was alone, Ji Dongzang had a good chance of quietly killing him.
Ji Dongzang found a windbreaker priced at 6999 in the mall and wore it outside.
She hid the stun gun in her sleeve. Ji Dongzang had tried this stun gun yesterday. The upper part had a wolf-fang protrusion about ten centimeters long. The top was used for electric shock. There was also a buckle that she didn't notice at first. After opening it, a crack appeared on the gun body, and the blade popped out of the hole. The whole thing bulged slightly outward, and the blade was thin and sharp, similar to a machete.
Unable to find any other sharp knives in the mall, she couldn't hide the axe on her body, so she had to hide it and her backpack in the dressing room of a dance studio.
Ji Dongzang observed the gate of Lake International Center for a while. People were coming in and out freely, probably because of the carnival coupons offered by this group of rich people.
There is an underground parking lot not far away, and vehicles often come in and out there.
At the gate, they were dressed in clothes that were convenient for movement, decent and exquisite. If most of them did not carry weapons with them, the scene would have looked like an ordinary big sale.
So far, this disaster has not caused them much discomfort or impact.
There weren't many people around here, perhaps because the place had been cleared out due to their arrival.
The weather is getting colder.
Ji Dongzang was wearing a black baseball cap and his open black windbreaker fluttering in the wind. He looked casual and unfocused, walking towards Lake International with messy steps.
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