Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 28 Protective Net

There are rooms in the villa, but only the attic has a bed; the sofa in the lounge is being used as a bed.

After settling in, before it got dark, they used barbed wire to cordon off the walls and the area around the third-floor terrace, so that anyone who tried to climb in would have to be skinned alive.

The remaining piece of Song Jinhe was tied to a baseball bat. It might not be good for killing zombies, but it would be great for hitting people.

the other side.

The people who came to the resettlement site have all found accommodation and are moving their belongings in. Apart from the empty, unfinished houses, there are not many houses to choose from. For safety reasons, everyone tries to live close together.

Just now, two families got into an argument over a spot, and in the end, the family with more able-bodied men won.

Shen Li stood at the door watching the show for a long time. She knew where the spare key to this house was kept, so she didn't need to fight with these people. It would be so troublesome to live here without the key.

"what!"

A scream suddenly came from inside the house.

Yu Guang ran out, covering his mouth and looking terrified, gagging for a while. "Zombies! There are zombies!"

Hearing the commotion, the crowd nervously grabbed wooden sticks and steel bars and rushed into the house. They didn't want to get involved, but with zombies around, who would dare close their eyes to sleep at night?

In the enclosed bathroom, a stuffy, pungent stench lingered from burning charcoal, accompanied by a series of groaning sounds of struggle.

The innermost wall tiles were covered in black and green stains. Below, in the bathtub, a severely decomposed zombie lay in a layer of grease and hair floating in the corpse water. It roared at the person who came in and tried desperately to climb out, but its decaying body could no longer support it to stand up.

What's even more chilling is that there's a half-grown zombie in the bathtub, its flesh melted and stuck together.

Everyone was so disgusted that they didn't know what to do and dared not step forward to deal with it.

In the end, it was Qi Sixing, who was by Zhuang Ting's side, who stepped forward and dealt with the zombie.

"Thank you, thank you. We're so glad you're here, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do." Shen Li glanced at the bathtub with disgust. "This thing can't be left here. What do you think we should do with it?"

"This is something you need to consider."

After Zhuang Ting finished speaking, the group turned and left. Shen Li and Yu Guang then turned to the others, hoping they would help them get the body out.

"Since the thing is already like this, why don't you just carry it out yourselves? We still have things to take care of over there."

The neighbor only lowered his hand from his nose after walking out of the door, scoffing inwardly. They hadn't even offered any thanks, yet they expected the neighbor to help. It would be one thing for an ordinary corpse to do something, but the sight of that bathtub made him want to vomit.

"Why are they all like this? They won't even help with a simple favor. If I hadn't shown them the way, would they have found such a nice place to stay?" Shen Li complained from outside the bathroom. "Sister-in-law, you don't need to watch anymore. This is your room from now on."

"Mom, stop talking." The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing gloves he found in the kitchen, stepped forward and helped dispose of the body.

Song Jinhe went out to collect tree branches and happened to see them taking the bathtub and the body out. Their method of disposal was very simple: they just moved it outside and threw it far away.

"The adults in this family aren't very good, but the child is very sensible." Zhang Yi shook her head and sighed, "It's a pity we live in this kind of world."

Song Jinhe withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward. People are inherently complex, and it's normal for her to be moved by the things around her.

Everyone rushed to settle down before dark, and any unfinished work had to be stopped.

The surroundings were silent and dark, like a huge tomb, with only the occasional hoarse bird calls.

People inevitably feel uneasy in this kind of environment, always feeling that something might suddenly appear in the darkness, and even speaking feels oppressive.

Song Jinhe is different; she can genuinely sense things approaching, though the range is relatively small when she doesn't consciously use her talent. Right now, she's sitting on the terrace, using a small stove with smokeless charcoal to brew milk tea, adding some dried longan and red dates. The taste is slightly inferior to tea made with fresh milk.

She was on duty until 1 a.m. today. It's boring to sit for hours without doing something while on night watch. She had been working out her physical fitness the past two days by chopping wood.

She also familiarized herself with the structure of the handgun, practiced disassembly and assembly, and even took out all the usable parts from the broken handgun in the space.

Song Jinhe took a couple of sips of milk tea, finished her salt-baked chicken leg, picked up Jiang Shi'an's binoculars, and looked around. The shadows of the trees blended into the night, so she could actually see everything, but the atmosphere was still quite eerie.

There's a patch of land behind that's planted with bamboo. Tomorrow we can cut down a couple to make bamboo rice. She also has glutinous rice and red beans, so we don't need a lunchbox.

As Song Jinhe was making plans, footsteps approached from behind. Jiang Shi'an, who had changed into a loose shirt and coat, sat opposite her, still carrying a chilly mist on his body.

"It's not time yet." Song Jinhe raised her wrist; it was only 12:30.

"It's alright," Jiang Shi'an said calmly.

Song Jinhe picked up the teapot and disposable cup and poured him a cup of milk tea. "Then I'll leave this to you."

Jiang Shi'an responded and watched her walk past him, then picked up a paper cup from the table.

The temperature transferred to my palm was just right, and the rising steam carried a hint of sweetness.

Jiang Shi'an took a small sip, her brow furrowing slightly. It was indeed very sweet; she wondered how much sugar she had put in.

Despite his thoughts, he still drank the rest of the milk tea and washed the teapot as he went.

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The weather has been around 7-12 degrees Celsius lately, not freezing cold, but it's tough at night without warm clothes and blankets.

Although the heavy rain has stopped, the overcast and drizzling weather continues, and the air humidity is high. It's fine to use tree branches for cooking and burning firewood outdoors, but at night, with the doors and windows closed, the smoke produced before the body has warmed up is unbearable.

Early in the morning, Cheng Yan and Zhang Yi took breakfast and went out to find supplies and fetch water. There was a water source nearby, and there was no need to waste Jiang Shi'an's talent. They also couldn't let others see that they didn't lack water.

Song Jinhe found Jiang Shi'an in the storage room on the first basement floor and tested the generator. The noise was indeed very loud, especially for the survivors who were used to living in silence.

She went outside to listen to the noise. There was no obvious noise not near the storage room, so it shouldn't be a problem to use it for a while during the day.

Hearing the faint beep of the power indicator, Song Jinhe was thrilled—there was hot water!

She can take this opportunity to store more hot water in the space.

"There's still water in the tank, a quick hot shower won't be a problem," Jiang Shi'an said, looking at Song Jinhe.

"Wait for me to go out for a bit." Song Jinhe took a bite of the toast with a fried egg on it.

"Are you going out?"

"Chop some bamboo." After finishing her breakfast, Song Jinhe picked up her axe and went out.

Upon arriving at the bamboo forest, Song Jinhe tried to chop the bamboo with an axe, but it felt a bit strenuous. So, she simply took out a chainsaw, which significantly increased her efficiency.

She collected both thin and thick bamboo into her spatial storage. During the process of collecting the bamboo, she discovered a strange object on the ground.

(End of this chapter)