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At the beginning of the end of the world, several wastes gathered together... all for survival.

This article is a hodgepodge background composed of zombies, mutated creatures, superpowers, ancient martial arts, cultivation, etc., with a brief introduction to cultivation and ancient martial arts, Danmei and BG go hand in hand, be careful!

Character list of Waste:

Protagonist: Zhang Yi, Nan Shao, Zhang Ruiyang, Li Muran, Routa Chen

Supporting roles: Nan Wei, Han Ling, Song Yan

Content tags: Powerful superpowers, inspirational life in the end of the world

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Work Introduction

What is there in the apocalypse? Zombies, supernatural powers, mutated plants, men and women who thrive with their golden fingers open, and the "red-guoguo" humanity. Will ordinary people and mutants with powers who are abandoned because of their useless abilities have to wait to die in such a harsh environment, or be trampled and oppressed by the strong? Zhang Yi, who was framed and had a disabled leg, took his five-year-old son to retrieve Nan Shao, a good-for-nothing with supernatural powers who was bitten by zombies because he wanted to get an apple for his brother Zha. He was eventually abandoned by his companions. Thus, they began their unique journey to the apocalypse...

The apocalypse, supernatural powers, rebirth, and space are the main themes of the apocalyptic novels now. In this article, the author changed his perspective and used vulnerable groups as the protagonists to describe It tells their experience of struggling to survive in the apocalypse and finally achieving a happy and stable life, which is very immersive and eye-catching. The cute and cute Yang Yang, the tenacious Zhang Yi, the frustrated Nan Shao, the loyal Rou Ta Chen, the taciturn Li Muran and many more ordinary people who have been isolated and abandoned. Even in the end of the world, we can still see them in them. The shining point of humanity.

Chapter 1 Yangyang is less than five years old

This world has never been fair, otherwise how could some people be rich and some poor, some smart and some stupid. Even if the world is reshuffled, this unfairness still exists.

This is six months after the outbreak of the apocalypse. Since the first speed mutant appeared five months ago, humans have been divided into three levels again. The highest level is the power controllers with superpowers. Although there are few people, they occupy the most survival resources; the next is the superpowers and mutants, who are born from ordinary people but have superpowers that ordinary people do not have; the lowest level is ordinary people without mutations. Even if you were once able to call the wind and rain, you have to follow this set of rules at this time. Each class has its own high and low status, which cannot be explained in detail, but there is no doubt that people at the lowest level always have the hardest life.

Zhang Ruiyang sat in a shed supported by woven bags, plastic film and wooden sticks, playing with a dirty Ultraman. Although it was hot and stuffy in the shed, he did not go out to play. He could not go outside without his father. It was the same when he was with his grandmother. Other children were unwilling to play with him. He was used to being alone.

The malnourished dry yellow hair stuck to his little head, and his slightly opened lips were already cracked. Zhang Ruiyang carefully picked up the small bowl beside him and sipped the slightly turbid water inside. He was reluctant to drink more because his father hadn't drunk yet. The water in the river outside was not drinkable. He had seen an old man who couldn't stand the thirst and drank a few sips of water from the river, and then he soon turned into the man-eating monster that was everywhere. He thought that if he became like that, his father would be very sad, just like the day when his father knelt in front of his grandmother, crying so hard that he couldn't help crying too. Unfortunately, grandma was sick. She ignored him even when he talked to her. She wouldn't eat even when he fed her biscuits. Her face was so fat and there were many white worms on her body. He couldn't catch them all. Otherwise, grandma would definitely coax him like she coaxed dad, because grandma missed dad very much. Before she got sick, she told him every day that dad would be back in a few days and they would go to pick him up. But grandma got sick, so they couldn't pick up dad. Fortunately, dad found his way home.

Gently putting the bowl back to its original place, Zhang Ruiyang picked up Ultraman, twisted the raised arm, and turned it down. Dad had to go out to fight monsters every day, and then bring back the shiny stones to exchange for lots of water and biscuits. He thought his dad was much more powerful than Ultraman. If dad had come back earlier, maybe grandma wouldn't have gotten sick and then been sent to heaven for treatment by that big box.

He missed grandma. With his chin propped up by his little hand, Zhang Ruiyang held Ultraman's hand and shook it, and began to daydream.

There were footsteps outside, coming closer and closer, obviously coming towards the shed. Zhang Ruiyang came to his senses, but did not rush out to greet the person. Instead, he stuffed Ultraman under the sleeping paper shell on the ground, then lifted the woven bag in the corner of the shed, picked up the bowl of water and slid down like a little mouse, then put the bowl on the ground and restored the woven bag to its original state.

Behind the shed was a five-meter-thick earth wall. A small hole was dug near the root, only about the height of an adult's knee. The hole was blocked by the shed, so it could not be seen from the outside, but it was large enough to accommodate Zhang Ruiyang, who was not yet five years old and had poor development.

Zhang Ruiyang huddled in the depths of the earth hole, pressed his dirty little hands on his nose and mouth, and raised his ears to listen to the sounds outside. The footsteps stopped outside the shed, and then there was the sound of a sack being lifted at the door. Someone walked in, rummaged through the boxes, and then uttered a rude curse. Something was kicked out and hit the earth wall next to it with a clang. Zhang Ruiyang held his breath more and more, his big dark eyes sparkling in the shadows, like two sparkling black gems.

He was a little scared, but not too scared. Before, after his father left, someone came to their house like this and rummaged around, taking away everything that could be used in the house. His father said it was okay, and just asked him to hide it well so that no one would find it. His father said that if something was lost, he could look for it again, but if Yangyang was stolen, he would never find it again. He knew what those people wanted the child for, he had seen an adult holding a child's leg and chewing it, they were so hungry that they would eat the child. So, every time he heard someone coming, as long as his father didn't shout, he would hide well, because his father knew he was here. It was

quiet outside, but Zhang Ruiyang didn't move, he had good ears and could still hear people breathing, he knew that the person hadn't left. After a long while, there was a sound again, and then footsteps, which gradually faded away.

Zhang Ruiyang put down his hands and breathed a sigh of relief, but he still curled up in the cave. In fact, he stayed here most of the day, and only went back to the shed to sit for a while when he couldn't stand the boredom, because he was afraid that someone would come

and he couldn't hide in time. When Zhang Yi came back at night, he found that Zhang Ruiyang was not there, and the few things in the shed were thrown on the ground, so he knew that someone was here again. Although he had told Zhang Ruiyang to hide well, he was still a little worried, until he opened the woven bag at the back and heard the faint breathing inside, he felt relieved.

"Dad." Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Ruiyang crawled out of the cave in a daze.

Zhang Yi's body was covered with dark, rancid blood. He picked up a slightly cleaner T-shirt from the ground and changed his dirty and torn shirt. Then he took out half a bag of biscuits and two palm-sized mixed bran cakes wrapped in white plastic bags from his trouser pocket. He handed the biscuits to Zhang Ruiyang and broke off a small piece of bran cake through the plastic bag and gave it to him. Bran cakes cut the throat, but sooner or later, he had to get used to it. Maybe he wouldn't even have bran cakes to eat in the future.

"Dad, don't eat first." After getting the food, Zhang Ruiyang finally came to his senses. He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stuffed the biscuits and bran cakes in his hands back into Zhang Yi's hands. He then crawled back into the small cave at the back and carefully brought out the remaining half bowl of water. "Dad, drink some water."

Seeing the bowl of water that had hardly been touched, Zhang Yi's eyes couldn't help but become a little sour. Before he could say anything, Zhang Ruiyang had already run over to pick up the Ultraman who was lying on his back in the corner of the shed, making him swallow all the words he wanted to say.

It takes two pieces of corpse crystal to exchange for a bottle of water in a 250 ml mineral water bottle. Compared to water, bran cakes are much cheaper, and one piece of corpse crystal can be exchanged for two. For an ordinary person, every time you hunt a zombie from the zombie herd, you have to fight for your life. Many people die in this way, and even fewer can earn enough food and water for a day.

This is Wangyang Town, which is surrounded by water on one side and mountains on the other. Only one side has a road leading to Ziyun County, and both sides of the road are farmlands. When the end of the world began, the potato flowers in the field had just opened, and the tiny white flowers were scattered among the green leaves, full of vitality. Because of the special geographical environment here, after the outbreak of the apocalypse, fifteen earth-based superpowers joined forces and spent a full ten days to build a five-meter-thick and seven-meter-high earth wall to seal the gap leading to the county town. Then the superpowers and mutants cleared the zombies in the town one by one and established a small survivor camp. In addition to local residents, many outside escapees were also accommodated.

Zhang Yi brought Zhang Ruiyang here two months after the outbreak of the apocalypse. He was from Ziyun County and lived in the dormitory of the machinery factory. Because the factory was on the verge of bankruptcy in recent years, there were few people, so it was very quiet. In the initial period of the disaster, the place was not too dangerous, and he did not think of leaving. It was not until he could no longer get clean water that he had to leave and seek a chance of survival elsewhere. But such a world was too difficult for an ordinary person, especially an ordinary person with a lame leg and a young child.

Chapter 2 Lost Home

"Dad came back so late today." Zhang Ruiyang crawled back holding Ultraman, wiped off the footprints on it, and then used his dirty hands to take the biscuit from Zhang Yi's hand.

Zhang Yi saw it and wanted to say something, but his lips moved and he didn't stop it in the end. All water sources have been polluted. He would rather his son eat dirty food than take the risk of washing the child's hands with that kind of water. But he didn't expect the child to get the biscuit and feed it to his mouth first.

"Dad, eat."

The child was well taught by his grandmother and was very well behaved. He didn't guard his food like most children of the same age, and he would not cry and make a fuss to ask for things. At least since the day Zhang Yi saw him, the only time the child cried was when his mother was cremated because he couldn't bear to leave his grandmother. He secretly wiped his tears, which made people's hearts ache. He hoped that he could cry like an ordinary child.

"Dad doesn't like to eat biscuits, Yangyang eats it by himself." Zhang Yi touched the child's head, and seeing his son's malnutrition, his heart ached again, and he hated his own incompetence.

He was originally the captain of the city's criminal police brigade. He was young and promising, and his methods of handling cases were thunderous and tough. During his tenure, he solved several major cases, and countless minor cases. Of course, he also offended many people. In addition, his upright character inevitably blocked some people's way. In the end, he was framed and imprisoned for dereliction of duty. He was in prison for five years. At that time, his wife was already five months pregnant. When Yangyang was born, his wife asked for a divorce, and then left Yangyang to his mother and left. He did not blame his ex-wife. After all, because of work, she had not lived a good life since she followed him, so she asked for the house and all the savings, and he gave them to her. He just felt sorry for Yangyang and his mother. He thought he could use the rest of his life to compensate them after he was released from prison, but who would have thought that what awaited him would be his mother's decaying body and the sudden arrival of the end of the world.

The autopsy of his mother concluded that she died suddenly from cerebral hemorrhage. Faced with this result, he didn't even dare to think about it. After cremating and burying her, he felt that the strength that had been supporting him had disappeared. He couldn't hold on any longer and fell ill in bed. When he woke up again, the day had changed. Man-eating zombies began to appear downstairs.

He still remembers the scene when he first saw Yangyang after prying open the door. His mother was lying on her back on the bed, and the child was hiding in the quilt next to her, secretly looking at him curiously with his big dark eyes from under the quilt. After confirming that he was the father, he told him that grandma had been ill for a long time and that he should call a doctor and call 110. The aunt inside told him not to play with the phone and that fortunately his father was back. The child only knew the number 110.

"Dad, the biscuits are delicious." The childish voice rang in his ears, awakening Zhang Yi from painful memories. He saw the confusion in his son's eyes, and couldn't help but reach out to hold the back of the child's head, and then kissed the dirty forehead heavily.

"Biscuits won't satisfy your hunger. Dad likes to eat biscuits." He pulled his cracked and painful lips, showing a not-so-nice smile, and said, then remembered his son's previous question, "Today I met the uncle who saved you. He was bitten by a monster and had a fever. I couldn't bring him back. I could only find a safe place outside to hide him, so I came back late." He explained very seriously, not at all perfunctory because his son was still young, because he knew that his son was different from ordinary children, and the little guy could understand.

"Is it the uncle who drives a very impressive car and looks very handsome?" Zhang Ruiyang asked with his eyes lit up.

"It's the very handsome uncle." Zhang Yi nodded, picked up the mixed grain bran biscuit and began to chew it slowly. The bran cake was too dry and too rough, so I could only swallow it slowly with water.

"Dad is the most handsome." Zhang Ruiyang suddenly said, then took out a photo from a pocket on his leg and squeezed it into Zhang Yi's arms, and handed it to him under his eyes: "Dad, you are the most handsome."

In the photo, Zhang Yi was wearing a neat police uniform and a large-brimmed police hat. He was in his prime, with delicate features and an irresistible bookish air. He was really handsome.

Zhang Yi remembered that this was a photo of himself when he first joined the police. At that time, he was issued a police uniform. After putting it on, he felt that he was extremely handsome, and kept this photo with the intention of showing off. My mother also liked this photo very much. Not only did she show it off when relatives and friends came over, she even used it to arrange blind dates for him later. She actually tricked many girls into coming. However, after they got along with him for a while, they were scared off by his irregular working hours. In the end, Yangyang's mother persisted.

"Why did you bring this out?" He was a little surprised, but he couldn't help but be amused.

"Because grandma likes this one." Zhang Ruiyang tilted his head and said, then showed a cute smile that he thought was mysterious, and took out a slightly yellowed photo from another pocket: "And this one. Dad, look, this is grandma, this is grandpa, and this is dad... How long will it take for grandma to come back? If it takes too long, I will bring this with me so that I won't fail to recognize grandma. Otherwise, grandma will definitely spank me."

Seeing the photo, Zhang Yi was heartbroken and couldn't help but hug the little body in his arms tightly, burying his head in the little shoulders, and crying silently with his mouth open. This photo is the only family photo in their family. Since their father passed away, their mother never wanted to take photos again. During the period when the end of the world began, he was so focused on how to survive with his son that he even forgot this photo.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Ruiyang was startled, and asked doubtfully with his little face on Zhang Yi's thin shoulder.

Zhang Yi knew that he had lost his composure, so he gently patted his son's back to comfort him, and secretly wiped the tears from his face. After a long time, he spoke, "The biscuits are too hard... I choked." His voice was hoarse, and it really sounded like he was choking.

The little boy naturally took it seriously, so he arched and arched, trying to struggle out of Zhang Yi's arms, and then carefully scooped up the water, "Dad, drink some water quickly, and you'll feel better if you choke."

"Yeah." Looking at the worry on the little face in front of him, Zhang Yi couldn't refuse, so he took the water, lowered his head and pretended to take a sip.

"Are you still choking, Dad?" Zhang Ruiyang looked at Zhang Yi intently and asked.

"No more choking." Zhang Yi shook his head. After thinking for a while, he said something complimenting, "Yangyang is really capable!" The father and son didn't spend much time together, and now he has to go out every day to get corpse crystals and find food, so they don't communicate much. In fact, he hasn't learned how to be a qualified father.

"Grandma said so." Zhang Ruiyang showed a relieved expression and answered with a smile, and then said, "Dad, will that uncle turn into a monster?"

The child's thinking was too jumpy, and Zhang Yi always felt that he couldn't keep up.

Chapter 3 Nan Shao

"Dad doesn't know either." Zhang Yi shook his head, and then added: "Dad will go to see him again tomorrow." If he didn't turn into a zombie, that would be great. If he did, he would kill the man himself and take out the corpse crystal in his brain. A lone zombie is hard to find, which is why it is difficult for ordinary people to obtain corpse crystals. He was willing to help while the man was still alive, but that didn't mean he would give up a corpse crystal that could be easily obtained, because to him it was two bran cakes, half a bottle of water, and something that could save his life.

"I also want to go with Dad to see my uncle, is that okay?" Zhang Ruiyang asked softly, blinking his eyes, which looked unusually large because of his thinness.

Zhang Yi couldn't bear to refuse his son, but still shook his head. When he was in prison, his legs were broken by the prisoners he had arrested and put into prison. Although they were later reconnected, some problems occurred during the nursing process. He did not recover well, became lame, and had difficulty eating. He knew that he could not protect his son, so even though he knew how uncomfortable it would be for the child to hide in the small hole at the back in such hot weather, he still hardened his heart and did not dare to bring him with him.

"Okay then." Zhang Ruiyang's little face did not show any disappointment. After getting the answer, he did not continue to pester, and it was obvious that he had already prepared for this result.

Seeing that his son was so sensible, Zhang Yi wanted to promise that his father would give Yangyang a free and spacious space to play freely in the future, but he said nothing in the end. He just reached out and rubbed the child's head, because he knew he might not be able to do it.

——The next morning, Zhang Yi ate half a piece of bran cake that he had saved yesterday with water, and repeated the instructions to Zhang Ruiyang as he did every time he went out; don't go outside to play, hide quickly when you hear footsteps, don't answer anyone except dad, eat biscuits when you are hungry, don't save water, dad can fight monsters to get more water, etc., etc. Zhang Ruiyang was already able to repeat the instructions over and over again with his shaking little body, but he still listened and learned with a smile, and didn't look impatient.

When leaving the shed, Zhang Yi couldn't help but look back. He felt that every time he went out, he had a sense of uneasiness, afraid that when he came back, he would see only an empty shed. Even though he knew very well, because Yangyang was hiding in the shed and the small cave behind almost all day, few people around knew that he had a child at home.

Because he had something on his mind, after getting the pass at the exit of the town, Zhang Yi, holding a steel bar about one meter thick and sharpened at one end, and a thick-backed knife for cutting bones on his waist, followed the ordinary hunting group for a distance, then quietly fell behind, and then quickly turned to a fork road more than ten minutes away from the town when he was sure that there was no one in front or behind. There were still crops on both sides of the fork road, but at this time the crops had all withered, revealing the dry and cracked black soil underneath. Everywhere were withered and black weeds and vines, and trees with no leaves and no vitality. There was no wind, and the world was as quiet as if it was dead.

Water sources were polluted, plants were extinct, animals disappeared without a trace, and only groups of zombies occupied cities and towns, wandering around looking for surviving humans. Zhang Yi felt that there was no hope in this world, but he still gritted his teeth and wanted to live with Yangyang and watch Yangyang grow up.

After walking along the bumpy gravel road for about half an hour, sparsely distributed houses began to appear in front of him. Because the area within a radius of ten miles around the town had been swept, not only were there no zombies in the nearby villages, but there was also no food or anything else that could be taken away, so almost no one was willing to waste time and energy to come here.

After passing several two-story buildings built by the locals, Zhang Yi finally stopped outside a house a little further back, pushed open the door, and entered a courtyard so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. A shabby Xiali was parked in the courtyard. He turned around and closed the door, stood in the courtyard for a while, and then walked into the building.

The front of the building was covered with white tiles, and the other three sides were still exposed cement walls. There were three doors side by side on the first floor, and the hall was in the middle. At this time, the hall was in a mess. It had been searched countless times, even the sofa was overturned, and the mattress, slippers, newspapers and other things were thrown everywhere. It was impossible to find a grain of rice. Zhang Yi went up the side stairs to the second floor, and finally entered the largest bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom was still in a mess, the closet was open, and all the wearable clothes had been taken away. Other things like underwear and bras were thrown everywhere. However, because it was hot, the cotton mattress on the bed was not moved much. There were traces of black dried blood on the floor and walls, indicating that a fierce fight had taken place here. The door of the bathroom was half open, and the white porcelain washbasin could be seen inside. Zhang Yi walked in, pulled open the curtain separating the toilet and the bathtub, looked at the person tied up in the bathtub, and unexpectedly met a pair of dark eyes.

The man's hair was a little messy, his face was pale, his eyes were full of bloodshot, his chin had blue stubble, his shirt was torn and stained with blood, his long legs were curled up in the bathtub with grievance, and the whole person looked really bad, but these could not hide his handsomeness and sternness, which was very different from the gentle and elegant man in Zhang Yi's memory. But it was just a one-time encounter, how could you really see through a person.

"Can you talk?" Although you can see that his eyes are very clear, Zhang Yi doesn't want to take any risks. Before the other party personally confirms that there is no change, he will not untie the rope on his body.

"You saved me?" The man was silent for a while before speaking, his voice was a little hoarse, but it made people feel inexplicably sexy.

Zhang Yi hummed without comment, put the steel bar in his hand aside, bent down and began to untie the ropes that bound the man's body. When he was a criminal policeman, he was quite knowledgeable about knotting techniques in order to solve cases. Any knot he tied would not only be difficult for the person to break free, but also take a lot of effort for others to untie.

"Why did you save me?" After gaining his freedom, the man slowly sat up from the bathtub, rubbing his bruised and numb wrists and asked. In such a world, saving a stranger can barely be understood as kindness, but saving a stranger who has been bitten by a zombie is too strange.

Zhang Yi took the steel bar in his hand again, and looked at the man after hearing the words, knowing that he no longer remembered him. Well, how could a man who would not hesitate to let his driver drive a stretched Maybach to hit a Ferrari that violated the rules and overtook and ran a red light remember a person whose shadow might not even have appeared in his pupils. The other person had no intention of repaying the favor, but he could not pretend that it never happened.

"My son was almost hit by a car, and you saved him." He spoke briefly.

The man really didn't remember, so he fell silent again. He felt that his body was no longer so stiff, so he slowly stood up from the bathtub with the help of the wall, and then stepped out. He was very tall, Zhang Yi was 1.8 meters tall, and he was still several centimeters shorter than him when they stood together.

"I'm Nan Shao." Seeing Zhang Yi walking outside, the man subconsciously followed and said at the same time. "What should I call you?"

"Zhang Yi." Zhang Yi answered. Noticing that the man's steps were unsteady, he took out half a piece of bran cake and a small bottle of water that he had brought with him from his trouser pocket and threw them to him.

Chapter 4 Plant Powers

Nan Shao took it without saying thank you. Even his life was saved by someone, so he didn't care about owing him more. He took a sip of water and frowned at the strange taste in the water, but he still drank two more sips. As for the bran cake, although he felt that his throat was cut and uncomfortable, he had only had a piece of bread that had grown hair in his stomach for several days. Last night, he consumed a lot of energy to fight the virus. At this time, he was so hungry that his head was sweating and his legs were shaking. How could he be picky? He slowly swallowed half a cake with water. With something in his stomach, he suddenly felt much more energetic. It must be said that because of the end of the world, his stomach has become much stronger.

"Wangyang Town is not far from here. If you have superpowers, you can enter for free, but you must participate in clean-up activities and group missions organized in the town. If you don't have superpowers, you have to hand in three corpse crystals." Zhang Yi didn't ask much about the other party. In such a world, everyone has their own misfortunes. No matter how much he asked, he couldn't help. It's better to keep silent. This man was able to survive the zombie virus, so he must have gained superpowers. It's not that he didn't want to take the opportunity to propose a partnership with him, but people with superpowers are rarely willing to team up with ordinary people, especially since he is not only lame, but also has a child, so he didn't say it.

"If you want to go somewhere else, I can only take you to Ziyun County, where you can find something to get around." He continued, already walking into the yard, and then walking towards the dilapidated Xiali. The car looked like it could no longer be driven, but he had finally found it, otherwise how could he have moved Nan Shao from Ziyun County to here. It had been half a year since the end of the world, and almost all usable cars had been searched out, and the remaining ones that were not very useful had their gasoline sucked out. He didn't have extra corpse crystals to exchange for gasoline, so it was good enough that the remaining gasoline in the car could support the trip to the county. On the way back, he would have to spend another corpse crystal to share a car with others.

"I seem to be able to feel it..." Nan Shao did not say where he was going, but hesitated for a moment, then walked to the room on the right.

Zhang Yi stood in front of the opened car door and did not follow. He did not think that the other party sensed the aroma of food. After all, he had searched the building three or four times, even the toilet.

After a while, Nan Shao came back and put his palm in front of Zhang Yi. On the palm of his hand, which was still stained with black blood, there were several flat radish seeds.

Zhang Yi's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt that this result was somewhat unexpected and inexplicably funny. Before he could think of what to say, Nan Shao stretched out his fingers and picked up a radish seed, with a hint of uncertainty on his face, but he still took a deep breath and stared at it intently. After a while, a little green color gradually appeared on the top of the seed, and it seemed that a bud was about to sprout.

Zhang Yi could not help but hold his breath and wait. He had not seen the green of life for more than half a year. How could he not miss it? Unfortunately, after half a day, the green color did not grow any bigger, and Nan Shao had already dropped his hand due to exhaustion, leaning against the car with an ugly face, and the carrot seeds fell to the ground.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, then bent down and picked up the seeds one by one. Facing Nan Shao's embarrassed and disappointed expression, he comforted him with a sentence: "Maybe he is too hungry." After saying that, he was embarrassed for a moment and thought it would be better not to say it.

Nan Shao didn't care much, shook his head, and said in a depressed mood: "Wood-related superpowers can only work on living plants. Now that the plants are dead and the land cannot be used for planting, this superpower is completely useless." Especially with such a weak wood-related superpower, even if he was given seeds, he couldn't use it to attack zombies.

Zhang Yi felt that he was not qualified to sympathize with others in his current situation, but he still couldn't help but feel sympathy for Nan Shao. In fact, the wood-related superpowers have been listed as waste superpowers by Wangyang Town, and people with this superpower are treated the same as ordinary people.

"Let's go." He really had nothing to say, so he turned around to open the gate, then walked back and got into the car.

Nan Shao paused before sitting up. The cramped space made his long legs bend uncomfortably. The broken Xiali roared for a long time before it started, slowly backed out of the yard, and then drove along the narrow cement road onto the uneven road. When they were about to enter the county road, Zhang Yi looked at the man who had been keeping his eyes down since he got into the car, wondering what he was thinking, and asked, "Have you thought about it? What are your plans?"

"I've died once." Nan Shao looked up at Zhang Yi and said something that was completely irrelevant.

Zhang Yi was puzzled.

"To them, I'm already dead." Nan Shao added. When he said this, the complex and relieved look of the young man emerged in his mind. How sad and ridiculous it was that his younger brother, whom he had protected like a baby for more than ten years, actually wanted him to die.

Zhang Yi understood vaguely this time. They might be Nan Shao's former family or friends, or even temporary companions, and the relationship between them was very complicated. Of course, this had nothing to do with him.

"My son will be five in two months. I don't have any special abilities, and my right leg is not very convenient." Feeling the hesitation in the other party's heart, he introduced his situation and asked, "If you don't mind..."

"I don't mind." Before Zhang Yi finished speaking, Nan Shao quickly took over.

Zhang Yi smiled and said nothing more. Even if the other party's special abilities were useless, he was still a tall and healthy adult man. He could only take advantage of him, so of course he would not refuse. Even if the other party is really a guy who gets weak in the face of zombies, at least he can help take care of Yangyang, so he will feel more at ease when he goes out.

The car drove onto the county road and headed towards Ziyun County.

"Have you ever fought zombies?" Zhang Yi asked. Today they must get at least six pieces of corpse crystals to barely make it to tomorrow. Three pieces are for Nan Shao's entry fee, two pieces are used to exchange for water, and one piece is for food.

Nan Shao hummed, and was not angry because he was looked down upon by the other party. The end of the world came too suddenly, and even if he had some family assets, it would not be of much use at this time. At the beginning of the apocalypse, they were fine. They relied on the various firearms and weapons they collected for fun, bodyguards, and a few friends. There were more than 20 young men, and they brought along a few old, weak, women, and children. Even though their lives were not as good as before the apocalypse, they were still pretty good among the survivors. Until humans began to develop superpowers, their ammunition ran out, and it became increasingly difficult to find food outside. Finally, they could no longer occupy the position of the strong and became one of the masses struggling to survive.

When superpowers appeared among the bodyguards one after another, there were only three superpowers among their employers. The contradictions that had been lurking among them since the apocalypse gradually intensified, and finally a split occurred. When the bodyguards, led by a gold-type mutant, left the team, their days became increasingly difficult. Although they still followed him as the leader, they began to be dissatisfied with his tolerance and protection of Xiao Wei. This dissatisfaction became more and more obvious as food became scarce, until he was bitten by a zombie in order to get a shriveled apple for Xiao Wei. But he could never have imagined that when he was most desperate, the one who was willing to help him was not Xiao Wei, who had done her best to pamper and spoil her, nor those friends who had supported each other through the journey, but a stranger who had no impression of him. Even if it was just to find a quiet place for him without zombies and no one to disturb him to finish the last journey of his life.

Of course he had fought zombies before, and had killed quite a few.

"Go further ahead and you'll be out of the safe zone." Zhang Yi said, looking at a huge Yunshui Feed billboard in front of him. "We must get six pieces of corpse crystals today, otherwise you can only continue to sleep outside." Then he briefly introduced some common sense things in the town. Of course, the main thing was the exchange of crystals for food and water, as well as land rent, and ordinary people had to hand in a corpse crystal as an entry and exit tax every three times they left the town. He only paid it once yesterday, so he didn't have to worry about this fee for the time being.

"It costs extra to rent a place and build a shed. You'll have to squeeze in with us for now." At this point, Zhang Yi thought of his own shed that couldn't even support his waist, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Okay." Nan Shao answered straightforwardly. If it were in the past, he would never accept sleeping in the same room with a stranger, but now there is no such thing, and he has no choice. "Can we go somewhere first?"

Chapter 5 Offerings to the God of Wealth

The place Nan Shao was talking about was a public bathhouse. When Zhang Yi saw the words "Shower 10 yuan, tub bath 20 yuan, milk bath 50 yuan" written in red on the glass door of the bathhouse, his expression twisted for a moment. He couldn't figure out what the other party was doing here, taking a shower?

"I killed the zombies inside." Nan Shao didn't say what he came here for, greeted Zhang Yi, and took the lead in pushing open the glass door and walking in.

Zhang Yi followed after making sure there were no zombies around.

This place is only two streets away from the small supermarket that Zhang Yi picked up from Nan Shao, and it is not far from the exit of the county town. Because it is the only way from Wangyang Town to the county town, the zombies around are often killed by passers-by, so there are much fewer than other places. Ordinary people would only hunt corpses nearby and would not dare to go deeper. As for the bathhouse they were in now, since there was really nothing to be found, even ordinary people would not bother to waste time. There

were two corpses with their heads smashed to pieces lying on the ground, without clothes on, and it was obvious that they were bathing when the apocalypse happened. Nan Shao did not even look at them, but bent down and rummaged under the cash register for a long time, then took out a palm-sized black velvet bag and threw it to Zhang Yi who was on guard nearby.

"When I passed by here, I saw that there seemed to be an apple on the cash register, so I came in. I didn't expect that there were two zombies hidden inside." Nan Shao explained. It turned out that he was injured here. At first, Nan Wei threw away the compressed biscuits he gave her, saying that she wanted to eat fruit. However, it had been so long since the end of the world, and any fruit would have been rotten. Where could he find it? However, he had always been responsive to Nan Wei's requests. He felt that it was useless for him not to be able to give Xiao Wei a comfortable and stable life, and he couldn't even satisfy this little wish. So he dragged his tired and hungry body, ignored his friends' advice, and left the small supermarket where everyone was temporarily hiding to look for fruit. Perhaps he was too obsessed with this matter, so he saw the apple covered by a book on the cash register outside the bathhouse. At that time, he only saw a dry blue-red color under the book from outside. With the refraction of light on the glass, the image was blurry, but he didn't know why he thought it was an apple. The result was as he wished, but unfortunately he also fell into this trap. When he was fighting with the zombies that suddenly appeared, the black bag he was carrying fell out and was kicked under the counter. Later, he was bitten by a zombie, so he only thought about delivering the apple to Xiao Wei before the virus broke out, and didn't think about this bag at all.

Zhang Yi pinched the bag and felt the hardness inside, so he turned it over and found that it was a pile of milky white corpse crystals. He scanned it and found that there were about twenty of them. Although he was somewhat surprised, his expression remained unchanged. He put the pile of corpse crystals back into the bag and put it away. When he heard Nan Shao talking about apples, he immediately searched the entire bathhouse from top to bottom. Unexpectedly, he actually found something.

On the side of the bathhouse facing away from the main entrance, there was a statue of the God of Wealth. Because of its high position and the horizontal wood blocking it, almost no one would notice it. And right in front of the God of Wealth, there was a plate of apples. The five apples were stacked up. Except for being a little dry, they were not damaged. There was also a plate of green bean cakes, two unopened packs of Oreos, and a completely dehydrated dry and hard salted chicken leg. In addition, there was half a bottle of Wuliangye and a 500ml unopened bottle of Coke. There were two empty glasses, one still smelled faintly of alcohol, and the other should have been used to hold Coke, but the person offering the offerings had not had time to pour it out, perhaps because he was delayed by other things.

Zhang Yi threw an apple and a bag of biscuits to Nan Shao, found a pack of tissues at the cashier, carefully wiped the dust off the mung bean cakes and chicken legs, and then unceremoniously swept away the remaining things with a plastic bag. He also found two sets of clean men's clothes in the clothes cabinet, and took them away.

"Something has arrived. More than a dozen." Half a piece of bran cake was of no use at all except to make him feel better. Nan Shao tore open the biscuit and started eating it as soon as he got the food, but he did not relax and kept an eye on the situation outside.

"Hide first." Zhang Yi signaled Nan Shao to put the glass door closed from the inside with a chain, and he put the collected things into the bathroom cubicle, and then began to mop the bodies on the floor.

Nan Shao locked the door, but did not dare to pull down the roller blind, fearing that the noise would attract the attention of those things. Then he ran over and helped Zhang Yi move the two bodies to the outside of the bathroom cubicle. Zombies have poor eyesight, but they are very sensitive to sounds and human smells, so most people who can survive to this day know how to hide themselves.

The two hid in the cubicle and gently closed the door. Listening to the dragging and dull footsteps outside, like the dying old man, they couldn't help holding their breath. Until those sounds gradually faded away and the bathroom door was not knocked, the two breathed a sigh of relief. If there were only two or three, it would be fine. With so many coming at once, even if they could kill them all, they would not be able to escape without getting hurt. It would be best if they could avoid fighting them.

"Let's go." The harvest was not small this time, and Zhang Yi did not dare to delay, fearing that he would encounter other people who came to the city to hunt corpses and collect items.

"Wait a minute, give me your iron rod." Nan Shao said as he walked out of the compartment and squatted in front of the two corpses.

Zhang Yi handed over the steel bar in his hand without hesitation, and walked outside to check the surrounding situation. Nan Shao picked up the steel bar and stabbed the sharp end into the broken skull of the zombie. After a while of tumbling, he finally took out a milky white crystal.

"Here." He picked up a white towel from the ground and wiped his hands and the corpse crystal stained with gray-brown brain matter. He handed the two crystals to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi glanced at him and accepted them silently. He

wrapped the food he had found with clothes and put a few layers of newspapers between the glass and the bottle to prevent noise from collision. He put a plastic bag on the outside and carried it in his hand, as if he was carrying a whole bag of clothes. After all, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, no one would believe that two ordinary people could find undamaged apples at this time.

The two had already wasted a lot of time on the road. When they bypassed the zombies and corpse hunters and arrived at the place where they were going to get a ride, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon. In order to avoid attracting zombies, the parking place is in an abandoned factory outside Sangongli of the county town. The tall red brick walls built in the 1960s and 1970s are surrounded by zombies that have been chopped into mud. Under the scorching sun, the stench of decay can be smelled from a long distance, successfully covering up the smell of people. In addition, there are psychics guarding in shifts, so few zombies can get close. There

are already a few people sitting on the bus that has been modified to look like an armored vehicle. When they saw Zhang Yi limping up, they quickly glanced at the bulging plastic bag in his hand, and then they all returned to indifference, without curiosity or contempt. Half a year of apocalypse has worn ordinary people out. They are reluctant to even look at others who have nothing to do with them, let alone give them extra expressions.

When handing the two corpse crystals to the driver, Zhang Yi didn't show it on his face, but he felt pain in his heart, just like every time he had to take a car. He alone has to spend two crystal stones on taking a car every day. After having Nan Shao, this number will double, which can be exchanged for two bottles of water. It hurts to think about it. Only then did he remember that he had missed the cost of the two people's car fare. Fortunately, Nan Shao took out the bag of crystal stones, otherwise the two of them would definitely not be able to earn enough money to pay Nan Shao to enter the town today. It would be great if they could get gasoline.

Of course, gasoline can only be thought about. Even if they can really get it, with their current strength, they are afraid that they can't even save their lives.

But it must be said that although it is expensive, safety can be guaranteed, which cannot be exchanged for more crystals, and it is also the reason why ordinary people would rather eat less and take a ride.

Chapter 6 An Apple

Nan Shao was about to find a place to sit down when Zhang Yi pulled him down. Zhang Yi walked to the back, and Nan Shao was stunned, but he followed him anyway. Then he noticed that the people who came later also walked to the back, leaving three rows of empty seats in the front. It was not until he saw the last dozen strong men who came back that he finally understood why. No matter what class, there will be strong and weak. It is obvious that even if this team does not have superpowers, they can be regarded as strong among ordinary people, so everyone will avoid them.

Those big men were like the other people in the car, with tattered clothes, covered with blood, dirt, and tired faces, but their spirits were slightly better and they did not look so desperate and depressed. They each found a seat and sat down without looking around. Only a fat man with a sly look in the car swept his eyes around. When he saw Zhang Yi, he instantly smiled flatteringly and walked over.

It must be said that at this time, he was still fat, which was quite eye-catching. But only Zhang Yi knew that this man was two times thinner than five years ago.

"Hey, Captain Zhang, you are there too." The fat man came to Zhang Yi's seat, rubbing his fat palms, with an obscene expression like a mouse meeting a cat.

Zhang Yi nodded. He had corrected him before that he didn't need to call him Captain Zhang anymore, but this man just couldn't change, so he was too lazy to say more.

The fat man chattered a few more times before returning to his seat. His companion turned around and glanced at Zhang Yi with contempt, saying with disdain: "He is just a piece of trash. Do you think he is still the captain of the criminal police? You should be more capable and stop trying to please others."

He did not lower his voice deliberately, and everyone in the car could hear it. But Zhang Yi did not react. The remaining blood and energy in him disappeared the moment he saw his mother's rotting body. Now he didn't care about anything except Yang Yang.

The fat man scratched his short stubble and laughed. He didn't refute, but everyone knew that he would continue to be like this next time they met.

The fat man's surname is Chen, and he is known as Meat Tower Chen. When he was the fattest, he lowered his head and couldn't see the tips of his feet. As for his real name, no one remembered it. Before Zhang Yi went to jail, he was Zhang Yi's informant, and his other identity was a local boss in Qingshan District, Chang City. The two had worked together for six or seven years and had a pretty good relationship.

Meat Tower Chen was a speed mutant, but because he was too fat, he would be out of breath after running a few laps, so he was looked down upon by other mutants and people with special powers, and finally had to team up with ordinary people.

Of course, the identity of a mutant, no matter how poor, is still welcomed by ordinary people, so he can occupy a place in this strongest group among ordinary people, but he is not as respected as other people with special powers and mutants.

Seeing that Zhang Yi ignored him, the man felt bored, and after a day of beating zombies, he was exhausted mentally and physically, and was indeed very tired, so he stopped talking.

There were men, women, young and old in the car, but most of them were young men. If they wanted to survive and live with dignity, no matter who they were, they had to fight for their lives. Except for those in the same team, everyone was indifferent and wary of each other. There were no superpowers. Superpowers were able to get cars and gasoline, and most of them formed teams to drive to hunt corpses and search for supplies.

When another car arrived, several superpowers who were protecting the car came up, and the car finally started. On the way, they killed two small waves of zombies that came here after hearing the noise, as well as countless scattered zombies, and arrived at the town before the sun set.

Nan Shao's wounds had completely healed when he survived the virus infection, so after handing over three corpse crystals and having a full body check, he followed Zhang Yi into the town smoothly.

Wangyang Town was located in a remote area, and the original population was not large. There were 19 villages in the town, with a total population of no more than 30,000, and only more than 3,000 people lived and worked in the town, and the remaining more than 20,000 people were scattered in various villages. So in addition to schools, various administrative agencies, health hospitals, and a cement factory with more than 400 employees, there were not many houses available for people to live in. So when the survivors poured in in large numbers, even the mutants with special abilities only had a room to live in, and it was impossible to live well, let alone ordinary people.

There are now more than 40,000 survivors in the town, and most of them built their own huts with materials. Zhang Yi's hut is at the outermost part of the town, right next to the earth wall that seals off the town. Those who live here are the weakest, the elderly, women, half-grown children, cowardly men, and people like Zhang Yi who have some disabilities or are burdened by family. It is equivalent to the slums in the survivors' camp.

Although he didn't hold out hope, Nan Shao was still a little surprised when he saw Zhang Yi's simple hut made of woven bags and plastic film. Although he had a very hard time after the outbreak of the apocalypse, he had never lived in such a dilapidated place.

Zhang Yi greeted him and went in first. Nan Shao hesitated for a moment, but followed him anyway. He didn't expect to see a dirty little guy coming out from behind the shed.

He was really dirty, his face was almost unrecognizable, his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his scalp in a mess, he was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts with some cartoon pattern, and his skinny arms and legs were all black. But for some reason, when the little guy looked at him with his big black eyes, Nan Shao actually thought he was very cute.

"Dad." The little guy bent his waist, crawled out with his palms and knees, and shouted happily when he was picked up by Zhang Yi. Then he glanced at Nan Shao secretly and called out in a low voice, "Uncle." After that, he probably felt embarrassed and shrank into Zhang Yi's arms shyly.

Nan Shao felt that his heart, which he thought had been hardened, suddenly became soft and crisp. The scene when Nan Wei was brought back from outside by his father and called him brother for the first time came to his mind, and he responded involuntarily.

"Sit there." Zhang Yi pointed to the cardboard on the ground for sleeping and said to Nan Shao. Then he sat down while holding Yangyang in his arms, and asked, "Yangyang, are you hungry?"

Zhang Ruiyang shook his head and replied with a smile, "No, Daddy is here earlier than yesterday, and there are biscuits in the hole." As he said that,

he was about to push Zhang Yi away to go to the hole behind to get the biscuits and water he had saved for Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi hurriedly grabbed his twisting little body, "No need, look what Daddy brought back for you." As he said that, he took the plastic bag he brought back, took out the things inside, and then handed an apple to Zhang Ruiyang.

Zhang Ruiyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "Apple!" As soon as he finished shouting, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his little hands.

Nan Shao was wondering about his strange reaction when he heard the boy whisper to Zhang Yi, "Dad, will the bad guys who stole our things hear us?" Only then did he realize that he was afraid of being known by outsiders. Half a year of apocalypse had taught such a young child to keep his wealth private.

"Don't be afraid, Dad is here. Eat." Zhang Yi touched his son's head and said distressedly. Compared with other children, Zhang Ruiyang never made any requests for food, and could even chew the coarsest mixed grain bran cakes. This is because during the days when his mother died, the door was locked, the child couldn't go out, and no one cooked for him. After he ate the leftovers, the biscuits and snacks stored at home, and the raw eggs, he had to eat raw rice to fill his stomach when he was hungry. Even Zhang Yi himself was fed raw rice by the little guy after he fell ill.

"Dad, take a bite." Although Zhang Ruiyang was already swallowing his saliva, he still put the apple to Zhang Yi's mouth first.

"There are more in the bag, Yangyang, eat it yourself." Zhang Yi smiled faintly, thinking that no matter how much hard work, it was worth it. The remaining apples, except for Nan Shao's share, he naturally wanted to leave them for the children.

"Dad, take a bite." Zhang Ruiyang is very stubborn. In his opinion, good things should be shared with the people he loves most. As for whether there are more, that is not within his scope of concern.

Zhang Yi was helpless, so he bit off a little apple skin with the child's hand, "Dad ate it, Yangyang, eat it quickly."

Zhang Ruiyang took the apple and looked at it. After confirming that there was indeed a bite mark on it, he stopped, but still frowned and crawled towards Nan Shao while muttering: "Dad bit it so small... so small..."

"Uncle, you eat it." The shed was not big. The kid crawled to Nan Shao, who was silently watching the interaction between the father and son, in just two steps, and handed over the bitten apple.

Nan Shao was stunned. He didn't expect that he would have a share, and he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yi.

"Bite it. If you don't eat it, he won't eat it either." Zhang Yi said indifferently, somewhat helplessly for his son's generosity. If it was before the end of the world, it would be okay to be a little generous, but if he was still like this in the end of the world, he would probably be taken advantage of and gnawed until there was nothing left but bones. He thought so, but he didn't know that Zhang Ruiyang's generosity was different for different people, not for everyone.

"Okay, thank you!" Nan Shao held Zhang Ruiyang's little hand, which was as thin as a chicken claw, and bit the apple lightly like Zhang Yi without any disgust. When the sweet and sour taste spread over the tip of his tongue, he felt his eyes suddenly sour. He thought about the apple he got for Nan Wei at the cost of being infected with the zombie virus, but he didn't even get a thank you, let alone share it with him. Then he looked at the little face in front of him that he had no impression of. He was moved but also felt discouraged. Nan Shao knew that even if he met Nan Wei again in the future, he would probably not be able to pamper him like before.

"You stay with Yang Yang, I'll go change the water and food." Zhang Yi saw that Zhang Ruiyang took a small bite of the apple like them, then squinted his eyes, showing a satisfied expression, and couldn't help but smile and said to Nan Shao.

After saying this, without waiting for Nan Shao's response, he poured out eight corpse crystals from the black velvet bag, touched his son's little head, and went out.

Chapter 7 Getting Along

The sun had already set, but the shed was still as hot as a steamer. Zhang Ruiyang huddled in a corner, chewing an apple like a little mouse. The chuckling sound made Nan Shao feel strangely calm.

"Uncle, here." Zhang Ruiyang chewed the apple skin, then bit off a large piece of flesh and handed it to Nan Shao.

The yellowish flesh was stained with saliva, sweat, and black stains from the child's hands. If it were before today, even if Nan Shao was hungry, he would probably spit it out in disgust. But now, looking at the child's clear and bright eyes, he felt that this apple was more precious than any gift he had received before.

"Thank you." He reached out to take the flesh, took a small bite, and then took out the apple that Zhang Yi had given him from his trouser pocket and put it in Zhang Ruiyang's hand.

The child was stunned, with a tangled expression on his face, because he remembered that his grandmother said that he couldn't take other people's things casually.

"Grandma said I can't take it."

"But I ate your things." Nan Shao thought the little guy was a little funny, so he shook the remaining apple flesh in his hand and said.

"But, grandma..." Zhang Ruiyang subconsciously turned around to ask grandma's consent, but didn't see anyone familiar, and then he remembered that grandma was not there. So he turned around again and firmly put the apple back in front of the handsome uncle, "Grandma will spank you when she comes back." Thinking of spanking, the facial features on Xiaohua's face wrinkled into a ball.

"Where did grandma go?" Nan Shao thought of the fact that Zhang Yi did not mention the old lady when he invited him to join him in the morning, and he was a little confused.

"She went to see a doctor." Zhang Ruiyang frowned and added to himself, "She will be back when she is well."

Nan Shao suddenly realized that he had picked a bad topic, so he quickly turned away and put the apple back in Zhang Ruiyang's hand: "Then you keep it for me, and we will eat it together later."

Zhang Ruiyang's attention was instantly distracted. Looking at the apple in his hand, he thought seriously and nodded: "Okay. But I have to tell my dad." After that, he stared at Nan Shao and waited for his answer, as if he would return the apple if he did not agree.

Nan Shao smiled and rubbed the little head in front of him. He felt that this child had his own principles.

Perhaps because they shared something, Zhang Ruiyang, who was a little timid at first, suddenly became much more friendly. He stopped squatting in the corner and sat down next to Nan Shao.

So when Zhang Yi came back, he saw the two people, one big and one small, chatting seriously. He knew that the little guy was very lonely, and now he finally had a companion, so he must be very happy, so he didn't say much. As for why he was so confident in Nan Shao, it was not because the other party had saved Yang Yang before, after all, people's hearts were unpredictable in the end times, but because if there was still food left, no one would want to take advantage of the child unless they were crazy. He was a policeman for many years, and he had his own way of judging people. At least Nan Shao was not at that level yet.

Eight corpse crystals were exchanged for three bottles of water and four mixed grain bran cakes. Zhang Yi brought two bottles of water and two bran cakes to Nan Shao, after all, the crystal stone belonged to him.

"Don't throw away the bottles, save them for next time you go to get water." He reminded. Because it was Nan Shao's first time here, he could get a bottle for free when he bought water with a newcomer certificate. Of course, the certificate was also collected, and he would need to get water with his own container next time.

Nan Shao was stunned when he saw his two bottles of water, and then asked, "Is there a basin?"

Zhang Yi didn't know what he was going to do, so he looked around and finally found an aluminum soup basin from the corner of the shed. Nan Shao twisted the bottle cap, poured half a bottle of water into the soup basin, and then grabbed Zhang Ruiyang's little hand and put it in to wash. Although he didn't mind, he couldn't stand the child being so dirty, especially when these two paws were used to take things to eat.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He was a little ashamed, but the father and son only had one bottle of water a day, so how could they bear to waste it like this.

"Grandma said that we should wash our hands before eating, and also after pooping..." Zhang Ruiyang obviously liked the feeling of touching water, and he obediently stretched out his little hands for Nan Shao to wash, muttering to himself. But when Nan Shao poured out the water that had turned into mud and wanted to pour the water in the bottle again, he was unhappy: "Uncle, one bottle of water requires two crystals." Sometimes, Zhang Yi didn't get enough corpse crystals, so in order to change the water, he had to give it up in exchange for food and go hungry for a day. Zhang Ruiyang always remembered it in his heart, so he would save water.

"It's okay, there are still more crystals. We can change them when there's no water." Nan Shao glanced at Zhang Yi. In his opinion, as long as the corpse crystals are used where they should be used, it can't be considered a waste, not to mention that saving one or two bottles of water doesn't matter. In his previous team, there was a person with water abilities who had never felt the difficulty of using water, so he couldn't stand saving so much. Of course, the premise is that there are conditions. If there are no conditions, he won't make a fuss.

"Yangyang, listen to your uncle." Zhang Yi spoke, thinking in his heart that at worst he could just work harder and he would always be able to win it back.

Zhang Ruiyang pouted and stopped talking.

How clean can a bottle of water wash? It's just a little better than before. Nan Shao was about to pour out the other two bottles of water. The three wiped the sweat off their bodies, but were stopped by Zhang Yi.

"It's too conspicuous and will cause trouble." Being cleaner than the others, and changing the water twice, three bottles at a time, any point was enough to attract other people's attention. They were not strong enough to deal with the troubles that followed, so it was better not to attract too much attention.

Nan Shao had no choice but to give up. Before the end of the world, he was able to support a huge family business, so he was certainly not a person who only knew how to spend money and pay attention to details.

"This water tastes a bit strange, it's not made by a water-based supernatural person." Nan Shao opened another bottle of water, took a sip, and said with a frown. He noticed it in the morning, but it was not appropriate to ask this question at that time until he tasted this strange taste again.

"Yeah. It's river water purified by a psychic. The water of a water psychic is too expensive." Zhang Yi picked it up but didn't drink it. Instead, he fed it to Zhang Ruiyang in small sips from the bottle.

"Dad, there's still water in the hole." Zhang Ruiyang only drank two sips, shook his head and refused, then quickly went into the hole and brought out the remaining half of the water.

Nan Shao was speechless when he saw the little guy's hands, which had just been washed and barely visible flesh-colored, were stained with mud again. At the same time, he was a little curious about why there was a hole in the back. Could it be used to hide something? Of course, he soon realized that he guessed right. It was indeed used to hide something, but the thing hidden was the little guy who would share apples with him and call him uncle.

When he got this answer, he was almost stunned and couldn't believe it. After all, he only stayed in this shed for a while and felt unbearable for the stuffiness, not to mention the small hole at the back that couldn't even let in air. He didn't have the right to say anything, but he felt even more distressed for the well-behaved and sensible child.

"Is there a safer house to rent?" he asked. The reason why they hid in it was that the environment here was too messy, and they didn't have the ability or courage to kill zombies, so they had to deal with the same kind.

"A one-bedroom apartment without a bathroom costs two hundred corpse crystals a month." As for better ones, Zhang Yi didn't need to say anything. When he was relying on himself, he could get about five corpse crystals a day on average, which was only 150 yuan a month. After deducting the rent of 20 corpse crystals, he couldn't even guarantee the daily water and food, so how could he dare to think about changing his residence.

"Why don't you live outside?" Nan Shao frowned. He had stored those twenty or so corpse crystals for several days. If they rented a room, taking into account other expenses for the two of them, they would have to kill at least five hundred zombies a month to barely make ends meet, which means they would have to kill nearly twenty zombies a day. The two of them had never worked together before, so he wasn't sure if they could do it. So he couldn't help but think of the farmhouse where he woke up in the morning. Compared with this place, that place could be called a paradise.

"In addition to the team in town that specializes in cleaning up zombies, ordinary people would go there from time to time." Zhang Yi replied. How could he not have considered it? However, compared to the threat posed by humans, there were also zombies that might pop up from nowhere, so he just thought about it and gave up.

At this point, Nan Shao stopped asking questions.

Chapter 8 Miscellaneous Books

Zhang Yi divided half of the apples and mung bean cakes he brought back and gave them to Nan Shao. He also gave him a set of clothes, and gave the rest of the apples and cakes to Zhang Ruiyang.

"Do you want to drink? The taste of this wine is still there." There was only a bottle of wine and Coke left, as well as a dried chicken leg. The other pack of Oreos was naturally given to Yangyang.

Nan Shao shook his head. So Zhang Yi picked up the wine and Coke and walked out.

"What for?" Nan Shao asked.

"To exchange for something else." Zhang Yi said. If they exchanged the things they brought back today with the psychics, they could get hundreds of corpse crystals, but that would be too conspicuous, and he also wanted to leave some for Yangyang to eat, so he only took these two things to exchange for something more useful.

"Leave the Coke." Nan Shao said. He had seen that the Coke was still within its expiration date and could be given to children. It had been half a year since the end of the world, and such things were becoming increasingly difficult to find. Their luck would not always be so good.

It was because of him that these things were found, so he had an absolute say in the distribution. Since he had spoken, Zhang Yi put down the Coke without saying a word, and then walked out with only half a bottle of wine. Not long after, he came back with two bags of compressed biscuits, five packs of instant noodles, a bottle of mineral water, and a few tattered books.

Nan Shao had just washed the glass cup offered to the God of Wealth, poured a glass of Kou Le into it, and was coaxing Zhang Ruiyang to drink. Zhang Yi realized that the other party asked him to leave the Coke not because he wanted to drink it himself, but for his son, so he felt a little more grateful.

"Is it delicious?" Nan Shao couldn't help laughing and asked when he saw the little boy frowning after taking a sip.

"Sweet... medicinal... tingling on the tongue..." Zhang Ruiyang didn't know how to describe the strange taste of Coke. While he was talking, he burped again, his nose felt sore, and tears welled up. Because Coke is not good for teeth, and the elderly are a bit conservative, grandma never let the child drink it before, but he drank a lot of milk.

Nan Shao laughed, but then he felt indescribable pain. He lowered his head and found that the little guy was looking at him in confusion. He suddenly realized that maybe children don't know what suffering is, and don't need sympathy or mercy.

"Do you want to drink?" He asked, shaking the cup in his hand.

Zhang Ruiyang blinked his long eyelashes, hesitant and eager to try, then turned to look at Zhang Yi who came back: "Dad, do you want to drink?" After thinking for a while, he added unsurely: "It's delicious, Dad, drink some, uncle will drink too. It's not medicine." As he said that, he smacked his lips and felt that it was very delicious.

"Dad doesn't drink, Yangyang drinks it by himself." Zhang Yi replied, ready to share the things he got in exchange.

"Leave it to Yangyang." Nan Shao stopped him.

Zhang Yi ignored him and gave Nan Shao a bag of compressed biscuits, three packs of instant noodles, and the bottle of mineral water, and kept the rest for himself.

"These are enough for Yangyang." He said. Although he also wanted to give all the good things to his son, he knew that in the end times, doing so would only harm the child.

Zhang Ruiyang stared at the adults with his big eyes and listened quietly. He didn't know if he really understood it. After his father finished speaking, he nodded vigorously to show his support.

Nan Shao was immediately at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He reached out and rubbed the little guy's head and stopped insisting. He couldn't help but think, if he had treated Nan Wei like this, would he not have ended up like this? Unfortunately, this is an unsolvable problem, because in the past, he was completely irrational when facing Nan Wei.

"Why are there still books?" He put the things he was given into the bag Zhang Yi gave him, threw them casually into the corner of the shed, and then changed the subject.

"When I came here, someone threw books, so I picked them up." Zhang Yi put the books on the paper shell, and finally had some free time. He took out the bran cake and divided it into two pieces, gave one to Zhang Ruiyang, and then started to eat it himself.

Nan Shao took it and took a look, and couldn't help laughing. It turned out to be a few "martial arts secrets": Six Meridians Divine Sword, Light Kung Fu Cultivation Secrets, Shaolin Grappling Methods, Tantric Superior Kung Fu, as well as a copy of Five Animal Play and a copy of Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. At first glance, you can tell which martial arts fan's collection it is. Among them, only Shaolin Qinna Fa, Wuqinxi and Huangdi Neijing were published by regular publishers. The other three were obviously crudely made and fake. They were full of typos, the paper was of poor quality, and you could see marks on the back.

Zhang Ruiyang also went over and started flipping through the books curiously. But he didn't even look at Huangdi Neijing, which Nan Shao thought was the most valuable. Instead, he flipped through the books with many little people on them.

"Left...right...hit...no...hands..." The boy had learned some characters from his grandmother before, and he was as happy to see the ones he knew as if he saw a good friend. He looked up at his father after clicking on one, and after getting a nod of affirmation, he continued to look for the ones he knew.

Nan Shao realized that Zhang Yi picked up these books to teach Zhang Ruiyang to read and relieve his boredom, so he stopped laughing, took Zhang Ruiyang in his arms, and began to teach him to read. He used to have no good feelings for children like the devil, but after seeing Zhang Ruiyang, he wished he had a son like him. It's a pity that he is destined to be unable to fulfill his wish in this life, because he doesn't like women at all, and the people he loves and cares for him regard him as a pervert and wish he would die. It's better to be like this now, peaceful and quiet, just to live.

Zhang Yi leaned against the earthen wall behind the shed, feeling the slight coolness coming from the earthen wall. While chewing bran cakes, he watched the big and small people learning to read. His numb heart could not help but feel a slight warmth. He felt that he had not seen such a warm scene for many years.

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Taking a breath of the rotten air, Nan Shao looked at the cracked land on both sides of the road, knowing that if the sun continued to be so exposed, their survival would become more difficult. The survivor base he was in last time was due to the lack of water. Relying on water-based psychics, it was impossible to provide drinking water for the entire base of more than 100,000 people, so ordinary people like them were the first to be abandoned and had to leave the base to find another way out. I just don't know about Xiao Wei and the others...

Shaking his head, Nan Shao stopped himself from thinking further. His shoulder was patted lightly, and Zhang Yi had already walked to the front carrying the steel bar. Zhang Yi was very thin, which made him look particularly tall. When he walked fast, it could be seen that his right leg was a little lame, but no matter what time, his back was straight, as if nothing could bend it. However, the white hair mixed with his temples, the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and the determination at the corners of his lips all showed that the experience of this man of the same age as himself was definitely not too smooth.

Hurrying up, the two men walked side by side and soon disappeared among the ordinary people who were hunting.

This time, under the call of the vanguard team, the ordinary people in the same car planned to attack the small shop street in the old city. The Vanguard Squad was the team that Zhang Yi and his team met yesterday, which was composed entirely of young men. They had great appeal and prestige among the ordinary people in Wangyang Town. The Vanguard Squad promised that after they took over Xiaodian Street, in addition to keeping the corpse crystals of the zombies they killed, they would also be allowed to take as much supplies as possible from the occupied territory. Such conditions were indeed very tempting to other people who could only kill scattered zombies around the county town. Moreover, they could cooperate with the Vanguard Squad. Maybe they would be noticed during the battle and then accepted by them, which would make their future life much better. Therefore, almost no one refused.

Zhang Yi agreed not because he wanted to join the vanguard team, but because he was familiar with the terrain of Xiaodian Street and knew that this action was very feasible. Yangyang had not eaten anything other than biscuits and mixed grain bran cakes for a long time. He was afraid that if he continued like this, the child would not grow up, so he had to get some nutritious food.

After leaving the safe area of ​​the parking lot, the people in the car dispersed separately to avoid the smell of too many people and attracting a large group of zombies. They would use their own ways to reach the gathering place and launch the attack on time at noon.

When most of the people around had dispersed, Zhang Yi did not take Nan Shao directly to the gathering place, but went to the back of a nearby foundry, where there was a sand warehouse. Few people came here before the apocalypse, so there were almost no zombies.

Zhang Yi found a place that was easy to defend and where he could observe the surroundings at any time, then he used fine sand to make a sand table on the ground and drew a rough map of the old city for Nan Shao.

Chapter 9 Action Plan

The old urban area of ​​Ziyun County has narrow lanes, old houses, and less foot traffic. Xiaodian Street is the commercial street of the old city. The street is only ten meters wide and five hundred meters long. There is no large supermarket and only one small supermarket. The others are all kinds of old-fashioned shops, restaurants, photo studios, sewing shops, and rental shops. Book rental and DVD stores, rice and grain grocery stores, etc.

"This is a middle school, and this is the inpatient department of the county hospital." Zhang Yi used a thin branch to point at the corresponding location on the map he drew and said. "There should be a lot of zombies. Even if they get separated, don't run in that direction."

"There is a trail here. Both sides have been almost moved. There are not many people usually. It is a bungalow with a back door and the courtyard wall is not high. , can be easily turned over. When it is over, we will go this way without being blocked."

"This is an old grocery store. It has rice, flour, oil, canned pickles, and everything. It's so hot that the fruit will have gone bad a long time ago, so there's no need to go there. There are mostly snacks and drinks. There should be some small restaurants, incense shops, and sewing shops..." The factory dormitory is also in the old city. In recent years, the county government has been vigorously developing new urban areas. The old urban areas are located on slopes with narrow and cramped terrain. They have been almost completely abandoned, so there have not been much changes. Most people have moved out. Even the hospital's outpatient department and internal medicine department have been moved to the new city, and construction is still being stepped up to prepare for all of them to be moved there. The same is true for the county middle school. The ones that are still in place are all old stores that have been open for many years. This is why Zhang Yi is still very familiar with this place after five years.

"We can't take too many things, otherwise it will affect our actions." Zhang Yi muttered, the creases between his eyebrows deepening unconsciously, "Don't take water, vegetable oil, and seasonings. One or two bags of salt is enough, not too much . Rice and noodles..." He hesitated. Most of the rice comes in a bag of tens of kilograms, and of course there are also bags of five or ten kilograms, but it depends on luck. "If there is a small bag, carry one, if not, don't. If there are dried noodles, take one or two handfuls. As for cans and other things, take them carefully and don't be greedy. The weight cannot exceed ten kilograms." It's not like the two of them can't carry it. More, but that will affect speed and reaction. If you encounter more than two zombies, the consequences will be disastrous.

Nan Shao listened and silently memorized the terrain, and had no objection to Zhang Yi's arrangement. Biscuits, instant noodles and other items, although light, can be replaced by the multigrain bran cakes exchanged in town. Even if they take water, they can't bring much, so their main purpose this time is some canned pickles, fish and meat that can supplement nutrition.

"There is a blacksmith's shop here. We will go there when we arrive. Maybe we can find something useful." Zhang Yi pointed to a remote alley. Thanks to the old city and the backward economic development of Ziyun County, this kind of old hand workshop can be preserved. Nan Shao used a thick wooden stick that he found temporarily. Not only did it have limited damage, but it was also easy to break, so he had to find a suitable weapon.

"Remember, you have to be quick and don't stay in any place for too long, even if it seems there is no danger. Don't stop to dig up the corpse crystal." Finally, he emphasized again.

Nan Shao hummed and said nothing. Zhang Yi couldn't help but glance at him and felt that it was a bit unexpected that this man was willing to be commanded. After all, in his impression, this was a person who was accustomed to giving orders in a superior position.

"What?" Sensing his gaze, Nan Shao looked back and asked.

Zhang Yi shook his head and stood up, "Let's go." No matter what the reason, the other party was willing to cooperate with him unconditionally, and that was enough.

The two walked out of the shaku, knocked up a zombie that appeared out of nowhere, and dug out the corpse crystal. When they walked onto the main road, there was no one in front or behind. Zhang Yi led Nan Shao to take a shortcut. Not long after walking, he found someone following him.

The two exchanged glances, and when they walked around the corner, they suddenly separated, using debris to hide their figures. After waiting for a moment, soft footsteps sounded from behind.

"Huh?" The very slight sound of surprise was enough for people to recognize that the person was a woman.

Zhang Yi winked at Nan Shao and signaled him to stay where he was, while he stepped out of his hiding place and appeared nearly five meters in front of the woman.

The woman took a step back and then stopped. The shock in her eyes flashed away, but there was no fear of being caught.

"I'm from Yunzhou Province and I'm not familiar with this place." Before Zhang Yi could ask, the woman had already taken the initiative to speak. Her voice was a little dry, otherwise it should have been soft and pleasant. She was holding a pickaxe stained with dried blood. She was wearing dirty jeans and a large men's jacket with the zipper pulled down to her neck. Even though her face was covered with sweat, she had no intention of opening the collar a little. The hair is very short and clings to the scalp in a messy manner. You can tell at a glance that it was cut by yourself with something. The forehead hair is so long that it almost covers the eyes. Under such an image, no matter what her face looks like, no one is interested in seeing her.

Zhang Yi remembered this woman because he had met her several times before. She was a loner and seemed to have no powers, but she could kill zombies by herself. Her appearance was not flattering, and she gave people a somewhat gloomy feeling. No one had any ideas for her, and of course there was almost no help. But out of professional habit, Zhang Yi noticed at first glance that her facial features were actually pretty good, and she was very young, no more than twenty-five years old.

"I don't know how to get to the old movie theater." The woman continued to explain. She doesn't trust anyone, so she doesn't want to ask anyone else for help. She also knew that this could easily arouse others' resentment, so when she was discovered, she did not defend herself.

The old cinema is the meeting place agreed upon by the vanguard. Zhang Yi looked into the woman's eyes steadily for a moment, then nodded silently, turned around and made a gesture to where Nan Shao was hiding, and then continued walking forward.

Nan Shao walked out without looking at the woman and quickly caught up with Zhang Yi. The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed them at a safe distance. She had never participated in such activities where various people mixed in, but she had no choice but to grit her teeth as she ran out of sanitary pads. Sometimes she also hates it. Everything has changed in this world, so why do women continue to come to visit her?

The road they took bypassed the outer wall of a small brick factory outside the city, passed through a field road, and climbed directly up the garbage-strewn slope on the other side of the old city. This is where Zhang Yi and his son escaped. If you are not very familiar with the old city, it is impossible to know this road. Even if you come here occasionally, you will think that there is a mountain of garbage in front of you.

You can see fresh zombies with their heads smashed from time to time along the way. It is obvious that someone has left here before. After all, Wangyang Town is not far from Ziyun County, so how can there be so few survivors who are familiar with Ziyun County. This is also the reason why Zhang Yi gave up this road and took another one when he was planning his retreat route. No one can guarantee that no one who doesn't want to take risks will ambush here in advance and seize the fruits of others' hard work.

Zhang Yi knew very well that the reason why the vanguard called them was definitely not because of their combat effectiveness, but because they wanted them to serve as cannon fodder when necessary. Therefore, he would discuss the action and retreat plan with Nan Shao from the beginning, instead of pinning all his hopes on the vanguard. It's just a relationship of mutual use, and no one can feel sorry for anyone. Naturally, they have to take care of their own lives first.

Chapter 10 Entering the Shop Street

There is a lighted stadium in front of the old cinema. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, it was the busiest place in Ziyun County. Whenever it was time to watch movies or organize activities, it would be crowded, and sunflower seeds were sold everywhere. All. Zhang Yi still remembers that the grandmother who sold sunflowers rolled paper into palm-sized conical paper barrels. You could buy a paper barrel for a dime, and the business was still very good. At that time, six cents could buy a tofu fruit, a scone, a bowl of rice noodles for five cents, and sunflowers for a corner of a small paper bucket were still expensive, but on such days, everyone was just like celebrating the holidays, so there was nothing to be reluctant to part with.

Later, many factories gradually collapsed, new urban areas began to be planned and built, and most people with some ability moved out. The place gradually became deserted, and the tall red-brick and yellow-tiled cinema was abandoned. Only occasionally a few children ran to the court to play ball after school. After Zhang Yi started working, his income was not low, and he bought a house in the city. He originally wanted to bring his mother to live with him, but her mother couldn't live without her father's presence everywhere, so she didn't agree. It was precisely because of this that a way out was left for him and Yangyang.

When the three of them arrived at the illuminated stadium, there were already many people on it, but they did not gather together. Instead, they dispersed around to be on guard so as not to attract the large group of zombies and catch them off guard. Everyone was familiar faces, so no one questioned them, but when they saw the solitary woman following the two of them, their eyes couldn't help but become a little weird.

However, the three of them separated as soon as they arrived. The woman didn't say thank you, and Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi didn't expect to hear a word of thanks. In this world, not stabbing you in the back is better than anything else.

"Captain Zhang." As soon as the two of them found a place to sit down, Routa Chen came over, but said nothing and walked away.

Zhang Yi lowered his head to check whether the steel bars were blunt. Nan Shao felt strange when he heard Zhang Yi whisper: "Be more careful later, and leave as planned as soon as we get what we want. Don't delay." "

Nan Shao was stunned for a moment. Originally, they had agreed that they would meet up with those people after capturing Xiaodian Street. Depending on what the vanguard said, they would only leave the team when they all evacuated together. Now the change must be related to the fat man who came just now. But he didn't ask any more questions. He wasn't that ignorant of the situation.

If he doesn't ask, Zhang Yi won't be able to explain. It turned out that he and Routa Chen had developed a tacit understanding over many years of cooperation, and even a seemingly casual gesture might have a deeper meaning. This was how Routa Chen warned him just now. If there is anyone in this world that Zhang Yi is willing to give a little trust to, it must be this Routa Chen, and he will naturally pay more attention to his warning.

When it was five minutes to twelve o'clock, people had almost arrived. Those who didn't come probably either couldn't come or didn't plan to come. A few people were left to guard the entrances and exits, and Zheng Kun, the captain of the vanguard, called everyone to the venue.

"Everyone knows why we came here, and I won't talk nonsense. Since our vanguard took the lead in this matter, we are naturally the ones taking the lead. Do you think it's unfair?" Zheng Kun was tall and strong, and he stood there. Just like the Eiffel Tower. Having said this, he glanced at the old and young in front of him, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

It is not a good thing to be the first to attack. No one has been to the small shop street yet. It is still considered a commercial street in the old city. Even if it has been depressed in the past few years, there will still be no shortage of people. On the contrary, there will definitely be no shortage of zombies. It means to be the first to attack. Now he has to face these zombies who have not been killed yet. The danger is obvious. As long as it is not his turn, there is nothing to be dissatisfied about. So no one answered.

After waiting for a while, when no one answered, Zheng Kun continued: "As for how to arrange it later, you decide for yourself, but one thing is that you are not allowed to fight with each other or hold back, otherwise don't blame me, Zheng Kun, for being ruthless." At this point , he raised his hand and glanced at the dark and dull mechanical watch on his wrist, "Let's go and evacuate on time at four o'clock. If anyone is greedy and doesn't leave when the time is up, he will bear the consequences."

From the stadium to the small store street, you have to pass There are two alleys. There is a school and an old hospital on one side of the alley. Because the gate does not open here and there is a tall wall, so even if you can see the dense zombies inside through the small iron gate, the alley is not too dangerous, and With the vanguard leading the way, there was little effort along the way. Most people couldn't control their excitement, feeling that they had come to the right place this time, and that they might be able to get rich harvests that they had never thought of before without putting in too much effort.

Zhang Yi and Nan Shao walked at the back. Not far away from them was the woman who came with them before. Women probably don't intentionally walk with them, but are used to falling behind the crowd.

The first alley was passed easily. The second alley was lined with residents, and one or two zombies would appear from time to time. The vanguard was only responsible for rushing forward, leaving the scattered zombies to be cleaned up by the people behind.

Zhang Yigang inserted the steel rod into the eye of a zombie. He heard the sound of wind behind him and was about to dodge when he heard the clear sound of a skull breaking. With a bang, a ragged female zombie fell at his feet. He pulled out the steel bars and let the zombies fall to the ground. He turned around and nodded slightly to thank Nan Shao for taking action in time. Nan Shao smiled, squatted down, picked up his machete, and smashed the heads of the two zombies neatly. He took out the crystal stone, wiped it on his torn shirt, and handed it to him. The fare for the two of them to go back was settled.

The woman walking in front of them just dodged the zombies that she could usually dodge. She couldn't dodge, so she made no uncertain moves. She squatted down, hit her knees, waited for the zombies to fall to the ground, and then used the sharp end of the pickaxe to hit her hard and decisively. Hit the zombie's head with the ground. It's this move every time. It's obvious that I've practiced it very skillfully, and I haven't missed it even once. Women are weak and cannot use force in the air, while zombies are stiff, so this move is indeed very useful. Even so, it didn't take long for the woman to start panting slightly from exhaustion, but it looked like she could still hold on for a while.

By the time the three of them arrived at the small shop street, the people walking in front had already begun to deal with the zombies while frantically stuffing things into the woven bags and backpacks they had brought. The two of them followed up without any further delay, one taking something and the other on guard. As arranged before, unlike others who were greedy for too much, they left immediately after getting what they needed. Others were initially hostile when they came in, but after seeing their number and what they were carrying, they paid no attention to them.

A lot of rice in the grocery store was robbed, and there were no more small bags. Zhang Yi put some loose rice into the bag, and took two handfuls of noodles. As for pickles, pickled peppers, etc., he also picked up some that others had missed. , saw that there was nothing to take, and was about to ask Nan Shao who was guarding the door to leave. His eyes glanced at the bags of vegetable seeds that were thrown everywhere. After thinking about it for a moment, he put them all in his bag.

A lot of survivors have gathered in the only small supermarket on Xiaodian Street. They are scrambling for all the convenient and easy-to-preserve bagged and canned food. Fortunately, they remember Zheng Kun's words. Although they are a little unfriendly to each other, But he still didn't dare to fight.

Zhang Yi didn't want to wade into the muddy water, so as not to waste time, but Nan Shao walked straight in and took a few towels, toothbrushes and toothpaste, soap, a dozen men's underwear, two sets of children's clothes, and even a few towels under the unkind eyes of those people. There was also a car toy... The eyes of those people gradually became weird, and finally they turned their attention away.

At the corner of the shelf, Nan Shao met the woman. The woman was standing there stuffing various sanitary napkins on the shelf into her backpack. Nan Shao saw that there was nothing he wanted over there, so he was about to go around it. Suddenly his eyes focused on the ground behind the woman, and he saw a blood-stained hand with black and sharp nails slowly stretching out his open hand. The storage room door, clawing at her feet.

It was too late to warn. He quickly raised the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it. The woman was startled, but she reacted quickly and jumped forward without looking back. When she looked back, she saw that her legs were being chewed. A zombie that fell halfway and could no longer stand up. This kind of zombie was not difficult to deal with. She walked over and killed it with a pickaxe. She did not want the corpse crystal she dug out, but handed it to Nan Shao.

Nan Shao was not polite and put it away. But when he went to pick up his stick, he found that it had been broken into two pieces, and his face turned dark. But he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

When the others learned that there were zombies, they no longer wanted to confront each other, and immediately divided into two teams. One team went to clean the inside and outside of the supermarket again, in case another zombie appeared out of nowhere, and the other team went to clean the supermarket again. One team wasted no time grabbing supplies.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Nan Shao. When he passed the supermarket entrance, he conveniently put the unnoticed lollipop next to the checkout counter into his bag.

"Where's your stick?" Zhang Yi asked strangely, noticing his empty hands.

"There's a zombie inside and it's broken." Nan Shao answered helplessly. He was really getting more and more depressed. At first, he used various guns. Later, when he ran out of ammunition, he also had military spurs and military machetes suitable for chopping. Now he can't even use a strong stick.

Zhang Yi silently took out the machete used to dig up corpse crystals from his waist and handed it to him. The machete is too short and not suitable for fighting zombies, but it's better than nothing.