Chapter 128 Prepare weapons and fight again
The situation is different from what everyone thinks.
When the breeze blew on their faces and the sound of waves crashing under their feet came, they suddenly woke up.
Where did this go?!
How did it appear on an island? !
They looked around in amazement. Behind them was the endless sea, and in front of them was a lush island...
"Everyone, don't just stand there. Hurry up." Xia Yan, stepping on the water not far away, warned, "There are a lot of zombies here. You have to be careful."
"Zombies? Boss Xia, why don't I see any?" Li Quan scratched his bald head and laughed foolishly. On his shoulder, the red-billed bird shook its little head and looked at him curiously.
"It should be hidden on the island." Ye Qi was guessing.
"Why don't you try to shout? You can't just run in there and kill people."
Everyone thought it was a good idea.
"Hey! Zombies, get out here!" the strong man roared.
Everyone became alert, weapons across their chests.
The bushes in the distance were motionless.
"If you speak louder, maybe he won't hear you."
The strong man nodded.
"Hey! I'm here! Why don't you come out and greet Grandpa?!"
The sound was so loud that it made my ears buzz.
At the same time, something moved quickly in the bushes.
“Here it comes!”
Under the tense gaze of the crowd, the rubbing sound gradually grew louder, and the originally motionless leaves suddenly fell to both sides, and a group of zombies rushed out.
"Damn! So many zombies?!"
"Get your weapons! They're coming!"
Dense swarms of zombies are rushing here, their number is ten times that of yesterday's zombie tide!
God knows why there are so many zombies on an island!!
"We can't fight! There are too many!" someone shouted in panic.
"Hurry back and discuss a strategy, let's go!!"
"Go back and call the level six guys to charge again!" Bai Zuo and Bai You were very excited.
Seeing that the zombie tide was about to rush onto the beach, everyone hurriedly retreated back to the resort gate and stood in the corridor in a mess.
Ye Qi was wiping the sweat off his forehead when he spoke again, "Let's find a place to discuss this first. Just charging in won't work. Boss Xia also said there's no protective shield inside."
"Yes! Uncle and aunt, please wait in the lobby, I'll go call the boss!" Bai Zuo said this and took the elevator upstairs to call people.
Everyone agreed and walked into the hall, sat in a circle and began to discuss.
No one questioned the existence of the island. What they cared more about were the densely packed zombies. Even if Boss Xia collected a certain amount of points from it, it would be worth it.
Xia Yan was the last one to come out. She glanced at everyone in the meeting and prepared to go have breakfast first.
In the buffet restaurant, Zhichang saw her coming and walked straight to the iron grill, picked up a piece of pre-marinated steak, and said:
"Boss, I've come up with a new way to eat steak that's both juicy and has a unique texture. Would you like to try it?"
He was wearing a chef's hat, a black uniform, and an apron given to him by Xiongxiong. His eyes were bright and lively, as if cooking a delicious meal was a very happy thing.
She had forgotten that Zhikang's hobby was making delicious food.
"good."
Zhichang hummed a little tune and grilled the steak in a very good mood, sprinkling it with secret seasoning from time to time.
Xia Yan sat by the window, looked at the scenery outside and drank a sip of coffee.
Amidst the devastated buildings, a few washed clothes fluttered in the wind, and a woman was cleaning the dust with a broom.
Someone hugged her from behind and rubbed her neck.
The two smiled at each other.
At this time, the two seemed to hear something and turned around at the same time. Then the woman smiled, picked up the hanging clothes, put her hair together, and walked downstairs together with her weapon.
"Boss, your steak is ready, please enjoy it."
Zhikang held the tray in one hand and put the other hand behind his back. With a gentle expression, he gently placed the tray in front of her, set the knife and fork in place, and politely left.
Xia Yan came back to her senses, and to save trouble, she happily picked up the chopsticks, picked up the beef and bit it.
Zhikang, who was watching from the side, twitched his mouth.
Waste natural resources.
Zhikang took a deep breath calmly, took off his hat and started cleaning the store.
Currently, cooking is his side job and cleaning is his main job. I hope that after the boss eats the food he cooks and thinks it is good, he will be transferred to the chef position.
After she finished eating the steak, Zhikang walked over and took away the plate, feeling satisfied.
What he likes most is to see the food he cooks being eaten up. That feeling is so satisfying.
Xia Yan finished his coffee and noticed that many customers who lived nearby were rushing over.
He must have rushed here specially after hearing the news about the vacation.
"System, can you record the number of zombies killed by customers in here?"
【Can】
This made Xia Yan feel relieved.
In the lobby, the guests who had checked in formed a circle, with Jing Yimai as the leader. The guests who had not yet checked in formed another circle, with a young woman as the leader.
The two groups were discussing their own issues.
Xia Yan listened for a while and roughly understood the meaning: low-level psychics and ordinary people need to use sharper weapons and prepare protective gear.
If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools.
Everyone’s idea is correct.
After determining the direction, everyone started to move out and look for something handy and protective, preferably something like a riot fork.
Four years after the apocalypse, ironware had long since rusted, and usable items had long since been collected. All that remained in the devastated city were scrap iron sheets that could be broken at the touch of a finger and the wreckage of cars that had turned into rotten iron.
But people always find a way. If there are no weapons, just create your own. It doesn’t matter if they are ugly, as long as they can blow the zombies’ heads off.
In one day, everyone really collected a bunch of various "weapons".
After picking and choosing and then using supernatural powers to fuse them, basically everyone has two items.
Jing Yimai and the female boss named Sheng Nan found Xia Yan and said that they were ready and wanted to enter the vacation gate.
Xia Yan nodded, took the cup of ice cream and walked towards the glass corridor.
Everyone was already waiting, with excitement on their faces.
The ordinary man wore a safety helmet, had an iron plate hanging on his chest, an iron bucket found from somewhere on his arm, and held something similar to a hammer in his hand, ready to go.
Low-level psychics also carried homemade weapons and shields.
A group of people looked at Xia Yan with sharp eyes.
Xia Yan withdrew his gaze and walked into the resort gate.
The zombies that had previously swarmed the beach had returned to the bushes, and now the scene looked peaceful and quiet.
Behind her, Jing Yimai came in, followed by Sheng Nan.
It was Jing Yimai's first time coming in. He looked up at the blue sky and the waves crashing at his feet, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
Seeing that there were no zombies on the beach, Sheng Nan went back to call others in and told them to be quiet.
A group of people walked out of the door one after another.
Everyone kept silent and quickly formed a line under the leadership of the two bosses.
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