Chapter Fifty: Homemade Weapons
Judging from the supplies obtained by that group, Mu Qingyu concluded that they had indeed emptied the gas station's convenience store and warehouse, and even left behind more than a dozen barrels of gasoline extracted from the machine among the supplies.
In addition, there were some items that seemed to come from families, suggesting that the group had likely robbed several other families before coming to the village.
Mu Qingyu decided not to search the village anymore. She was going to take Mu Qingrong to the city!
Firstly, there aren't many zombies left in the village, and there aren't many houses where you can find supplies. Let the sisters and three children search the village; at least we'll leave them a way to survive.
Secondly, over the past few days, Mu Qingyu discovered that their main problem was a lack of weapons. Besides the crossbow and bayonet she bought at the military enthusiast shop, they only had the melee weapons she'd acquired from the weapon shop in the mall last time. They also had some emergency axes and the like.
But so far, she's found that besides her military dagger, the most useful weapon is the Sky Crossbow. As the apocalypse progresses, some people will start to have guns, and relying solely on melee weapons might make them less effective against others later on.
Moreover, the arrows used on the Qiongnu are also consumables. Mu Qingyu only managed to get two boxes of them, and they have already used up quite a few in the past two days.
Mu Qingrong said that he could make arrows himself as long as he had enough materials. That day, Mu Qingyu got a modified pistol from that group of people. After studying it, Mu Qingrong said that as long as he could find a few special materials, he could make one too, and even better.
Mu Qingyu finally understood why those people in her past life had been so fixated on Mu Qingrong, and even why they were willing to give her, their older sister, preferential treatment because of Mu Qingrong.
Over the course of five days, Mu Qingrong also secretly reinforced the interior of the house again. Secondly, he helped Mo Huaiyu modify his wheelchair.
He helped Mo Huaiyu modify his wheelchair to be lighter, faster, and smarter, and added a solar-powered battery to it.
What's most impressive is that he installed a hidden crossbow on Mo Huaiyu's wheelchair, capable of firing three arrows in quick succession, which could save his life in critical moments.
Mu Qingrong's favor to Mo Huaiyu resulted in the siblings receiving five days of sumptuous breakfasts, lunches, and dinners!
Ever since the day the supplies were distributed, every day at mealtimes, Xiao Ai would knock on the side door on time and serve the siblings three delicious meals.
To be fair, Aunt Mei's cooking skills are truly excellent. At least for the next five days, the siblings won't have to eat any random fast food.
Mu Qingrong and Mo Huaiyu unexpectedly got along very well, probably because of the life-saving grace and the wheelchair modification, as well as the fact that they were of similar age.
Mo Huaiyu looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he is actually sixteen. Mu Qingrong, on the other hand, will not turn eighteen for several months.
Having struggled to survive in the apocalypse, Mu Qingyu was already as steady as a rock before she died at the age of twenty-five in her previous life. However, in this life, she is only twenty years old, but she is often so composed that she doesn't seem like a twenty-year-old girl.
The weather was fine today, and the temperature wasn't particularly hot. The siblings were wearing bulletproof vests underneath, which came from Mu Qingyu's "treasure box".
Because Mu Qingyu always managed to produce some amazing things from her room, Mu Qingrong jokingly called Mu Qingyu's room a "treasure chest".
In fact, having lived together for so long, Mu Qingrong was somewhat aware that her sister was hiding some other secrets.
But he was also very clear that what he needed to do was protect his sister and the secrets she held, not to dig them up.
The bulletproof vests were bought from a military enthusiast store. They probably can't compare to those used by the real military and police, but they are perfectly adequate for the two of them for now.
They still wore their windproof jackets. After locking the doors and windows, putting on their helmets, and grabbing their weapons, the siblings set off on the two motorcycles that Mu Qingyu had "gotten" the day before.
Electric vehicles are no longer suitable for the current road conditions, so Mu Qingyu switched to a motorcycle.
Mu Qingyu was already very familiar with the route to the city. When they first went out, there weren't many zombies nearby, and they weren't moving very fast. The siblings would rush through whatever they could, and clear out the ones they couldn't.
The further into the city you go, the more abandoned vehicles there are on the road, and the more zombies appear out of nowhere from time to time.
"Sister, the zombies here are more troublesome than those in the village." Mu Qingrong quickly realized this; the zombies here were faster, stronger, and had better reflexes.
They chase after people like sharks smelling blood.
"Don't get entangled with them, just rush past them quickly," Mu Qingyu instructed. "Follow me, we'll take a shortcut."
The main road was blocked by many vehicles that had previously left the city. Mu Qingyu remembered the village where the industrial workshops used to be. There was a road there that led directly into the city.
Moreover, Mu Qing is more familiar with machinery and parts, so perhaps he can find something useful in that village.
However, there are people in that village, and those people are a bit complicated; we need to be extra careful where they go.
Mu Qingrong followed Mu Qingyu, shaking off the zombies, and rode their bicycles through a maze of turns into the village.
The village was quieter than last time; the howls of the zombies seemed to be far away.
The roads in this village are winding and the houses are very densely packed. They are all self-built houses with cement and steel structures, which is quite different from the village where Mu Qingyu and her family lived.
"Why aren't there any zombies in this village?" The two stopped at an intersection and looked around. There were no zombies on the road, not even a single corpse.
Along the way, the highway was littered with wrecked vehicles, black bloodstains, traces of fire, remains of what could be human or zombie, and wandering zombies.
But when we arrived at this village, none of these were there.
Mu Qingyu frowned—this was different from the last time she came. Last time she came, zombies were still roaming the village, and it was with the help of the zombies that she managed to shake off the people chasing her.
In addition, there were cries and calls for help from humans, clearly indicating that this was a village with a very high occupancy rate.
It's so quiet now, it feels eerie no matter how you look at it.
Just as Mu Qingyu decided to leave, Mu Qing suddenly pointed to a bungalow with a courtyard in front of her and said, "Sister, look over there."
Mu Qingyu followed his gaze and saw a simple sign hanging at the entrance of the bungalow that read "Lao Mao Steel Trade," with its main business written in small characters.
"They produce steel balls, steel plates, and steel pipes there! Sister, we can use them to make guns and bullets." Mu Qingrong was very excited, but he still sensibly lowered his voice to tell Mu Qingyu.
Mu Qingyu hesitated. Their purpose in coming here was to find this kind of material. Now that what they needed was right in front of them, should they leave immediately?
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