Chapter 200 Downstairs Supermarket
Cheng Jingyi stood still, his eyes open, and in just a few seconds he sensed the spatial structure around him.
He hummed.
Shen Yisui nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go down with you later."
Cheng Jingyi's spatial perception ability is unmatched. From the movement trajectory of people within a few miles to the various objects in a room, he can rely on his mental power to perceive the space.
Shen Yisui had failed several times in escaping from the zombie base before, all because of the spatial surveillance imposed on him by Cheng Jingyi.
The last time Shen Yisui was able to leave successfully was because Cheng Jingyi was tied up with something and was unable to rush back in time to stop Shen Yisui.
Otherwise... Shen Yisui didn't know how long he would have to stay in there.
Shen Yisui unconsciously clenched his palms, the cold air in the air floated in his palms and slowly turned into fine ice particles.
Compared with Cheng Jingyi's supernatural powers, his ability to freeze sewage every day is indeed a bit disappointing.
"Don't leave in a hurry. I need to get something." Shen Yisui tied the hemp rope to the railing next to him. He walked into the compartment and took out an opaque garbage bag.
The body that was rebuilt but not completely rebuilt by Gu Huichou still has the wounds from his death.
Not to mention the big bloody hole in his chest, with the dirty stuff inside clearly visible, the muzzle on his forehead was still clearly exposed, and it was not something that could be covered up by a piece of clothing.
Shen Yisui poked several holes in the pure black garbage bag and then put it on his head.
The gap in the garbage bag allowed him to breathe. Shen Yisui was blind and couldn't see the situation, so the bag concealed his face very well.
After Shen Yisui finished the job, he came to Cheng Jingyi and said, "Put your hand out."
Cheng Jingyi stared at the garbage bag on Shen Yisui's head suspiciously for a few seconds. He stretched out his hand and saw Shen Yisui untie the hemp rope on his hand, and then tied their wrists together in a different way.
"We'll go together after we go downstairs. You just listen to my instructions and don't run around." After Shen Yisui finished speaking, he shook the mineral water bottle in his hand towards Cheng Jingyi. The bottle was already empty, and Shen Yisui refilled it with the dirty water from the faucet.
"See the water inside? You know my ability. If you don't behave down there, I will pierce directly into your crystal core this time."
Cheng Jingyi frowned and glanced at the bottle of mineral water in Shen Yisui's hand. He snorted with an unclear meaning and turned his head away.
Shen Yisui threw another red garbage bag to Cheng Jingyi, and he said, "You put it on too."
Cheng Jingyi: “…”
Cheng Jingyi was obviously reluctant, and only after Shen Yisui threatened him a few times did he put the big red garbage bag in his hand over his head.
Fortunately, there was no strange smell in the garbage bag, so Cheng Jingyi could still tolerate it.
Shen Yisui listened to the sounds beside him. After confirming that Cheng Jingyi had honestly put the garbage bag over his head, he took him downstairs.
Although Cheng Jingyi's appearance is much better than Shen Yisui's, and he doesn't look like a zombie, he was forced back here by the East District troops, and those soldiers may still be tracking him down.
Now he goes to the supermarket to get things with this face on. If he is seen by the military who are searching secretly, neither of them will end up well.
Shen Yisui frowned, he listened to the voice playing, followed his instructions and walked down the stairs.
The stairs in the dilapidated building all showed signs of being broken. After inspecting them, Goujue Tousheng pointed out a relatively flat staircase to Shen Yisui so that Shen Yisui could slowly descend by feeling his way along the wall.
Cheng Jingyi was relatively honest on the road. He followed Shen Yi's steps and did not show any signs of anxiety.
The supermarket downstairs was at the back of the first floor. Shen Yisui stopped for ten minutes after reaching the first floor. There were other people in these dilapidated buildings. Although Shen Yisui could not see the surroundings, he could occasionally hear the sound of heavy objects falling from outside.
This small supermarket was the focus of everyone's attention, so Shen Yisui didn't dare to act rashly. He quietly switched places with Cheng Jingyi and let him walk in front.
Cheng Jingyi still had some spatial perception and knew to avoid the rest of the people and walk into the supermarket, while the movements of almost everyone around him were under his control.
Shen Yisui pondered secretly, and whispered to Cheng Jingyi: "Go in while no one is approaching, and wait for someone to come."
Cheng Jingyi still didn't say anything. He stood in front of Shen Yisui and walked out with stiff legs after another half an hour.
After being injured, his body could not get rid of the state of a low-level zombie, his legs were twisted, and his back was bent backward. As soon as he walked onto the broken road, he subconsciously let out a hungry roar from his throat.
At first he knew how to suppress and control himself, and spoke in a low voice without daring to speak out. But after a few steps, he suddenly changed, and the sound in his throat became louder and louder, as if he wanted to bite the bricks next to him into pieces.
Shen Yisui frowned, pinched Cheng Jingyi's fingers, and warned: "Don't make noise, there might be gunmen outside, do you want to be beaten?"
Cheng Jingyi's voice suddenly became a little softer, his mind spinning in the big red bag. Shen Yisui clearly heard the crackling sound coming from the plastic bag next to him.
Cheng Jingyi had never done this in the house, but when he came out and faced the unfamiliar environment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.
When Shen Yisui was in the army, he also studied the basic situation of zombies. Low-level zombies have no sense of territory, but high-level zombies attach great importance to their range of activities.
Cheng Jingyi's ability declined, but his thoughts remained the same as before. The growl was a warning to the remaining zombies not to get close, and it was also a form of intimidation.
Shen Yisui couldn't change Cheng Jingyi's long-formed habit, but he just warned him on the way to keep his voice down and not be too obvious so as not to attract other people's attention.
Cheng Jingyi was relatively obedient. The strange noises in his mouth continued to fade away until he disappeared at the door of the supermarket.
Shen Yisui sensed his pause and reached out to touch the half glass door beside him. The glass door had already cracked in the middle, with cracks like spider webs crawling on it. Shen Yisui touched the edges and corners, listened for a moment, and walked in.
The supermarket was completely silent, just like the room upstairs. Only the occasional sound of wind blowing through could be heard.
Gouchu was still floating in the air, still looking down and giving real-time voice commentary to Shen Yisui.
"There are four ham sausages on the table next to it, one with corn pork flavor, one with original flavor, one with spicy flavor, and one with corn pork flavor."
Shen Yisui: "..."
"Xiao Gou Gou, you don't have to explain it in such detail. Just tell me what it is." Shen Yi took out another black garbage bag from his pocket. He touched the edge of the platform and threw all the sausages into it.