Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 129 Canned Goods Warehouse
Before getting off the plane, Song Jinhe took everything she could find with her, including blankets, parachutes, and a first-aid kit.
Almost all the surrounding buildings had collapsed, and the road was littered with scrap metal, garbage, and human remains, emitting a foul stench in the high temperature.

After clearing out the zombies that had rushed over after hearing the noise, everyone began to check the surrounding terrain to see if there was anything usable or a suitable place to take shelter from the scorching sun.

No one can stand in the sun for more than two hours.

Song Jinhe has been drinking Huoxiang Zhengqi Water almost every day to prevent heatstroke, and she has gotten used to its unpleasant taste that makes her throat feel dry.

It's so hot! It's even hotter than the places we've been before. You can still feel a little breeze in the shaded areas between the western mountains, but this place is like an airtight steamer. You can't stand anywhere here; you'll be sweating profusely in just a minute or two.

It was even hotter under the corrugated iron roof of the factory. Song Jinhe's iced mineral water had melted on her hands shortly after she took it out.

“No, there’s no suitable place here. Why don’t we get a car and go to that village we just saw to wait for them?” Qi Sixing’s hands were sunburned. “After staying in a remote natural area for a long time, you realize how comfortable it is.”

It's incredibly comfortable. Sitting in the RV, with the air conditioning on, water and food available, and kept clean, you can even see the scenery along the way. In the post-apocalyptic world, it would be like living in paradise.

All that came out were collapsed houses, the stench of decay, and the scorching sun.

"agree."

The crossbow is slow to load, so he mainly provides supplementary damage from the side, and can draw his gun to provide support at any time in critical situations.

Zhuang Ting glanced at his companions to make sure everyone was ready, then swung his axe and delivered the final blow, standing on one side with Cheng Yan to block the door.

Song Jinhe stood behind the door and cocked the gun. With the sound of smashing the lock, a hoarse roar and banging came from behind the door.

These old warehouse doors are quite large and not easy to hold steady, so we need to deal with them as quickly as possible.

Jiang Shi'an and Song Jinhe are very accurate marksmen, taking down ordinary zombies with a single shot. Qi Sixing has also been improving recently, and his talent-assisted shooting accuracy is undeniable.

After closing the trunk, Song Jinhe walked about two hundred meters further and found a warehouse with many boxes of canned food and piles of zombies inside.

Without a second thought, Song Jinhe took out a fire axe and handed it to his companion to smash the door. It would be quite exciting if a bunch of zombies poured out when the door opened. They had to use the old method to hold the door shut and control the number of zombies that came out. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to handle them all rushing out at once.

There were some canned food in the trunk of the car, but they were all dog food cans.

The first few zombies squeezed out, while the ones behind were still frantically ramming the door. Zhuang Ting used his talent to hold it back and prevent them from breaking down the door.

Abandoned cars are not hard to find, but drivable ones take some time to find. During the search, they also found quite a few other things.

"There's no need," Song Jinhe said earnestly. "We haven't fallen so low as to have to eat dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing a romantic relationship)."

Song Jinhe made a gesture, and with her other hand she grabbed Jiang Shi'an's arm. She asked, "So you're a water-type talent, and your body feels slightly cool even in this sweltering weather."

"Theoretically, it's possible, but what will happen after eating it is hard to say," Cheng Yan replied.

A zombie with no nose, its facial muscles blackened and oozing fluid, suddenly emerged from the gap, its black and yellow teeth moving up and down in the air.

There seem to be dozens of bullets left, but once you use them, you'll know how quickly they're used up; you can't afford to waste a single one.

"Can people eat this?" Qi Sixing asked, holding the can of food, his expression bearing a strange resemblance to the golden retriever printed on it.

With the last zombie falling, the ground was littered with corpses. Thanks to Song Jinhe's precise finishing blows, the effort of dealing with each zombie individually was saved.

Enter the warehouse and randomly open a few boxes.

"Braised pork, beef, mushroom soup, canned fish, and yellow peaches!" Qi Sixing put down the can of luncheon meat in his hand and eagerly picked up the can of yellow peaches and opened it.

The shelf life is listed as three years, which means there's still a year and a half left. But these outdoor survival canned foods, which are sterilized and sealed at high temperatures, can be stored for a long time as long as the seal doesn't break.

"Looks good." Qi Sixing took a bite of the yellow peach. "It's sweet and sour, and a little crunchy."

Just look at the withered plants and barren, arid land outside to know how precious fruit is, even canned fruit.

Song Jinhe gripped the knife, opened another box, and said excitedly, "Good stuff! It's freeze-dried mixed vegetables."

She's been doing zero-dollar shopping for so long, and she's never found so many cans of food at once!
"Now we don't have to worry about only being able to eat rice and steamed buns." Qi Sixing smiled, drank the syrup from the canned yellow peaches, then put down his things and helped sort the canned goods.

"Shall we have braised beef rice today?" he suggested, looking up.

"Okay." Song Jinhe looked at the large amount of luncheon meat cans, thinking she would figure out how to make them taste better later.

Luncheon meat really doesn't taste very good; it's just salty, and nobody really likes it. But in the apocalypse, people don't really have the luxury of being picky. Having something to eat is better than having nothing at all.

After packing up and taking all the canned goods with me, the space is almost full again; the car won't be able to hold them all.

The food she currently has can sustain the team for at least a year, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

The group got into a van with a missing rear windshield that they had finally managed to find and arrived at the village that Zhang Yi and her group had to pass through.

The reason for going directly into the shelter without flying was not only to rendezvous with them, but also because they were unfamiliar with the situation there, and there might be many survivors outside. It was better to be cautious, as such a large plane would be too conspicuous.

The roads in the village were all gone, so they didn't go in but stopped by the river behind it.

The river has dried up; there isn't a drop of water left. It's filled with withered leaves and bones, some human and some animal.

They only cook after the sun sets. The braised beef is ready-made, and they just need to add the cooked rice. It's very convenient.

I haven't eaten such flavorful food in a long time. Every bite is pure joy, and even the hot weather feels a bit more pleasant.

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The rubble that rolled down the mountain blocked the road, slowing down the convoy's progress. After days of traveling, most of the convoy was in poor condition.

"We're dozens of kilometers from the volcanic lake, we should be fine now, right? Why do we still have to travel at night? Everyone is exhausted, isn't it more dangerous at night?" the woman said softly.

"That's it."

The person next to him also quietly echoed, but there was nothing they could do if they didn't want to travel at night; Su Lan's group had to leave, and so did the RV.

It's even more unacceptable for them to stay behind and set up camp.

"Qiu Ling, Ren Ying, weren't you with the people in the RV before?" the young man suddenly said.

“Yes,” Ren Ying replied.

"Those people have been gone for so many days, we don't even know if they're still alive. Our car is getting worse and worse, we don't know how much longer it can last."