Chapter 5 Where did this amazing person come from?
She returned to the RV and threw the trash she had just packed into the trash can through the window next to the sofa.
After tidying up, she stood on the stairs and looked down to the second floor, only to find that there was still space there.
Ten bags of rice, each weighing fifty pounds, and ten bags of flour, each weighing fifty pounds, were neatly arranged at the rear of the vehicle.
Ten barrels of oil were arranged in two rows in front, and fifty bags of salt were piled up in boxes.
It only occupies two-thirds of the space.
Meng Shiwan was excited; she could still stock up, and she could keep stocking up.
Nothing makes her feel more secure right now than stockpiling goods.
She removed the outer box of the salt and threw it into the trash can.
Anything that takes up space and is useless must not be kept in her RV.
Then he took out all the seasonings from the cabinet and filled all the seasoning bottles in the cabinet.
Even the gaps in the condiment cabinet were stuffed with small packets of hot pot ingredients or seasonings, packed tightly and completely.
The remaining seasonings were broken down into their smallest packages and neatly stacked in the cupboard. The bulky bottles of soy sauce and vinegar were moved to the second floor and placed with the oil and salt.
The cabinet space is now half empty, which can be used to store other things.
Meng Shiwan was very happy to see the results of her work.
Having extra supplies on hand can really save lives in critical moments.
She observed the situation outside; the square had quieted down, and zombies were wandering around.
It's past 2 PM now. People who could hide have already hidden themselves, and those who couldn't hide in time have become zombies.
She roughly estimated that there were several hundred zombies in the square, and many more were wandering inside the mall.
If you kill them all, you might get a few crystal cores if you're lucky.
It's impossible for her to go down and chop them down one by one. If the zombies hear her and surround her, things will get complicated.
But now she has a motorhome, a motorhome that is permanently immune to all harm.
So, it should also be immune to impact damage, right?
Thinking of this, Meng Shiwan felt a surge of excitement. She went to the driver's seat, started the vehicle, and looked at the stone pillar blocking the road ahead, a hint of madness in her eyes.
The next second, she slammed on the gas and crashed into the stone pillar.
The three round stone pillars were pushed to the sides by the impact of the RV, allowing the RV to enter the square smoothly.
Meng Shiwan stuck her head out to examine the front of the car; there wasn't even a scratch.
Her eyes lit up immediately. "Just as I thought! Modern RVs are not only fortresses, but also comparable to tanks. They can crash into anything they can."
She watched the zombies surging towards her, her eyes gleaming with even greater excitement.
If she can't kill all the zombies, she'll just run them over with her car.
This is a light truck; it can easily run over a zombie.
But she wasn't foolish enough to rush towards areas with many zombies. Instead, she circled around the edge, specifically targeting lone zombies to crash into.
Zombies will die completely if their heads are crushed.
A horde of zombies was chasing the car, while she drove the RV haphazardly in circles, skirting the edges of the zombies and crashing into several at a time.
Crushed by the wheels, flesh and blood were mangled beyond recognition.
A chase instantly erupted in the vast square.
Some people who were hiding looked out the window at the scene below and felt their scalp tingle.
"Who is this amazing guy? Treating zombies like monkeys?"
"This car is amazing! It crashed into several stone pillars and didn't even leave a dent?"
Zombies are so terrifying, how could anyone cut them down like grass?
Hearing the commotion, the zombies inside the mall also poured out.
Meng Shiwan accepted all comers; if one came, she would grind it; if two came, she would grind them both.
Twenty minutes later, the square was covered with blood-red tire tracks and flying debris of human tissue, resembling a scene of carnage.
That's because Meng Shiwan was lucky to be able to do this.
Today is a weekday, and the zombie outbreak occurred at noon, so there aren't many people shopping here.
This shopping mall is newly built, the surrounding business district has not yet been developed, and there are hardly any vehicles on the roads, which means that there are not many zombies nearby.
After killing this wave, not many zombies came after hearing the commotion; they were scattered and within our control.
If she did this in a busy commercial area, she would probably attract all the zombies in the surrounding area and surround her RV.
Not only would they not be able to finish crushing them, but they might also trap her RV in the zombie horde and prevent her from getting out.
Seeing that she had eliminated most of the zombies, Meng Shiwan returned to the RV, picked up the multi-functional outdoor shovel, and prepared to get out of the vehicle to search for the crystal core.
But when she opened the door and saw the blood and human tissue all over the floor, she hesitated.
After a moment of mental preparation, she finally closed the car door, took out a trash bag, and wrapped her feet in it.
He found another pack of disposable raincoats, put them on, and wrapped himself up tightly before getting off the bus.
She prepared all of these things yesterday.
The RV was picked up from the factory yesterday, and she only had time to buy some sofa cushions, bedding, pots and pans, garbage bags and other supplies.
I slept in the RV tonight and returned to my starting point this morning.
It wasn't that she disliked the bloodstains; she had long since gotten used to them after three years in the apocalypse.
She just didn't want to get her fragrant RV dirty later.
Walking on the blood-stained ground, she held up a shovel and, as if slicing a watermelon, directly chopped in half some of the still relatively intact zombie heads.
Some zombies were only crushed, with their heads still wriggling on the ground. Meng would cut them in half at night, and seeing that there were no crystal cores inside, he would cut off the next one.
Those hiding upstairs, already terrified by the brutal scene, felt their scalps tingle even more when they saw Meng Shiwan cutting a watermelon.
"It's a girl? That's incredibly brutal."
"This girl is so cool! The way she chops off the zombie's head is absolutely awesome."
"How did she manage to calmly hack and slash zombies when everyone else was panicking?"
Meng Shiwan was diligently searching for crystal cores in the square when a foolish zombie rushed over. She swung her shovel down hard and smashed a hole in the zombie's head.
The movements used to kill zombies were already etched into her mind.
Actually, a few zombies alone aren't that scary; they're slow-moving and don't run very fast.
They are unaware of pain, possess formidable fighting power, and can infect humans with even the slightest scratch, making them all the more terrifying.
As long as you have good physical fitness, know martial arts, have quick reflexes, and are skilled in killing zombies, it's not a big problem for one person to fight three to five zombies.
The most terrifying thing about zombies is not the individual ones, but their swarm attacks.
The horde of zombies swarmed in, and even those with superpowers could be exhausted of their abilities and slowly worn down to death.
Unfortunately, modern people don't like to exercise. Some people don't do any work and feel like they're going to faint from time to time.
They don't know any fighting skills and can only become food for zombies.
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