"Were they those two people from the east of the city? What did they do?"
Yang Shen's eyes turned serious, and he hurriedly picked up the steel needle pistol and machete.
However, he then remembered that the steel needle pistol was out of bullets, and the embroidery needle he had used for mending clothes was all he had, so he didn't have any extras.
This was no challenge for him, who possessed superpowers. He simply found a stainless steel spoon and used his powers to break it down bit by bit, slowly reshaping the metal to create a steel needle the size of an embroidery needle.
This time, when Yang Shen used his superpower, he discovered that it seemed to have become even stronger. Modifying the structure of matter was easier and faster for him.
"Is it because the body has been strengthened? Or is it that the strengthening has also strengthened the mental power?"
"It's also possible that as the body becomes stronger, its energy and spirit will be replenished, thus making it stronger!"
Of course, it's also possible that when the work is upgraded, the superpower itself is also upgrading.
In any case, having stronger superpowers is a good thing, as it allows for faster creation of items.
Half a minute later, a steel needle of suitable size was formed.
Surprisingly, this steel needle also displayed data indicating: LV0:01
A thought, though not fully formed, stirred within Yang Shen—
He wasted no time, put the steel needle into the magazine, and then test-fired.
"call out!"
With a slight whooshing sound, the steel needle pierced straight into the wooden cabinet, penetrating the one-centimeter-thick hardwood board.
"Not bad! If it works, then let's stock up on more steel needles."
So Yang Shen continued making steel needles while observing the situation outside.
Outside, all the infected people in the community were moving towards the guardhouse. I wonder what happened to the two people who came from the east of the city.
Yang Shen was powerless to help. He wasn't a kind-hearted person who would suddenly become overly compassionate, and in the apocalypse, he could barely protect himself.
Time passed, and one by one, steel needles were freshly forged.
Ten minutes later, he had completely disassembled the stainless steel spoon into thirty steel needles.
"That should be enough. We'll manufacture more when we run out."
After putting five steel needles into the magazine, Yang Shen made a small plastic cylinder with a lid, put twenty-five steel needles inside, covered it with the lid, and carried it with him.
At this moment, the infected outside were still screaming, but no gunshots were heard. Yang Shen didn't know how the two people from the east of the city were doing.
"Those infected people haven't calmed down yet, so they're probably not dead." Yang Shen glanced at the sky and realized it was almost dawn.
After another half hour, as dawn broke, the screams of the infected outside finally stopped.
Yang Shen then carefully opened the security window, lowered the rope, and climbed down, intending to scout out the situation and find something to eat.
Once on the ground, he held a machete in one hand and a steel needle pistol in the other, keeping his eyes and ears open as he cautiously made his way towards the guardhouse.
In fact, because of the previous commotion, the infected people here were all drawn towards the guardhouse, so it was very safe along the way.
Yang Shen didn't see the infected person until he got close to the guardhouse.
Many infected people were lying or sprawled outside the guardhouse, which made his scalp tingle.
Those infected people aren't dead; they're just in a normal dormant state. They'll instantly get up if any living thing gets close.
At this moment, Yang Shen finally saw the two people who came from the east of the city.
On an air conditioning unit about ten meters above the guardhouse, two people were holding hands, with one hand tightly gripping the drain pipe next to them, and they had miserable expressions on their faces.
When Yang Shen saw the two men, they also noticed him. Their eyes lit up, and they hurriedly looked at Yang Shen for help, but dared not make a sound.
The infected people below had finally quieted down; if they made any more noise, who knows what might happen.
Yang Shen hesitated for a moment, then decided to save the two of them and gain some experience points along the way.
However, he was not prepared to risk his life.
He slowly retreated, until he reached a residential building twenty meters away. He then tucked the machete and steel needle pistol into his waistband and began climbing up the drainage pipe.
Perhaps due to the previous training that improved his flexibility, he climbed with surprising speed and ease.
Yang Shen climbed all the way to the fourth floor, glanced at the roof of the sixth floor, and after confirming that he could continue climbing, he took out his steel needle pistol and aimed it at an infected person in the direction of the guard room.
"call out!"
The launch button was pressed, and a steel needle shot out, instantly hitting the foot of the infected person... and another infected person next to him.
Yang Shen's lips twitched. There was nothing he could do; he hadn't practiced marksmanship, so it was normal for him to miss at such a distance.
The two men from the east of the city were quite surprised. They obviously didn't expect that Yang Shen's miniature pistol, which looked like a toy, could actually fire 'bullets', and that they seemed to be quite powerful.
As for the infected person who was shot in the foot, he only trembled slightly, then continued to lie still, showing no intention of getting up.
The two people who came from the east of the city were in a bit of a hurry.
Yang Shen frowned slightly, then suddenly shouted, "Screw sleeping, get up and party!"
As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a flowerpot from the window next to him, then threw it down.
The flowerpot crashed onto the cement floor with a loud thud, sending shards flying everywhere.
This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.
The infected below were all awakened, howling as they got up and rushed toward the building where Yang Shen was.
However, those infected people had almost no intelligence. After rushing downstairs, they howled at Yang Shen above their heads.
Upon seeing this, the two people above the guardhouse across the street hurriedly climbed down the drainage pipe, moving so fast that their hands were probably blistered and raw, but they didn't care.
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