Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 46 Robbers
Another week passed, and the remaining two eggs still hadn't hatched, even after using quite a few hand warmers.

When supplies were plentiful, Song Jinhe would go out to clear zombies and expand her space, fighting battles with plenty of resources, simply finding a high ground and throwing Molotov cocktails down.

After several days of modifications, Jiang Shi'an created the Molotov cocktail 3.0 version. When thrown, the flames emitted a blue light, and the damage to zombies increased dramatically.

Unfortunately, resources were limited, and his method of starting from extracting raw materials was time-consuming, resulting in a small amount of materials being obtained.

This time, besides testing its power, we also wanted to expand the space as quickly as possible.

"There are more zombies around." Song Jinhe frowned. For three days in a row, the number of zombies kept increasing despite their efforts to kill them.

Jiang Shi'an: "If there is no food in the city, they will migrate outwards."

"They won't come to the villa area, will they?" The reason they can live peacefully in the villa area is because they haven't encountered a group of hundreds or thousands of zombies yet.

"It's hard to say," Jiang Shi'an shook his head.

This place is already far from the city center. If something goes wrong, Song Jinhe doesn't know where they can go.

After clearing out zombies for a few days, not only has the space expanded a bit, but the distance that my talent allows me to clearly perceive also seems to have increased slightly.

On their way back, they encountered Zhuang Ting and his group.

"How did you make your Molotov cocktails? The flames can be seen from far away." The other party did not hide their purpose or the binoculars they were carrying.

Jiang Shi'an explained the production method and materials directly.

"Girls, you guys are amazing! You can make all these materials yourself." Qi Sixing was very envious. He also wanted such a powerful weapon, but he really didn't know how to make it. Those things sounded very complicated.

It would be great if everyone could form a team. This girl's team has really good supplies. I even smelled hot pot aroma when I passed by the door yesterday.

They all thought they were hallucinating, and stood there like idiots, sniffing the air for a long time.

While others are fighting zombies in the apocalypse, they're sitting on their terrace eating hot pot and drinking cola. They even have such authentic hot pot broth!

Who would bring hot pot base while fleeing? That's outrageous!
When he got home that night, he angrily ate two packets of instant noodles, determined to build a good relationship so that one day he could get a free hot pot meal.

“We’ve already agreed to go into the biochemical company and pharmaceutical factory together. Whatever weapons you get from the supplies, you have to make a set for us too,” Zhuang Ting said.

Zhao Huiyun and Han Hui objected to the risk of going there. Initially, he also thought Zhao Huiyun was right; the medicine could be found in pharmacies, so why go so far? It was too dangerous and not worth it.

After seeing the Molotov cocktails they made, I knew I had to go.

Song Jinhe nodded, "No problem, we'll split the stuff equally." This apparent split doesn't include the things inside the space.

"You're really not a gifted individual?" Zhuang Ting asked seemingly casually.

"I wish I were that." She smiled casually.

The day before she was to leave, Song Jinhe noticed that the two eggs were finally showing signs of hatching, and the potatoes planted in the yard had also sprouted—all good beginnings.

Night gradually fell.

Outside the door, Zhao Huiyun looked at Jiang Shi'an with a polite smile, "Mr. Jiang, what have you thought about what we discussed before? With your and Cheng Yan's abilities, you should choose a partner whose strength matches yours."

"Are you really planning to stay here forever? Los Angeles is the place to live."

As for those who will hold us back, abandoning them is the right choice.

Jiang Shi'an merely glanced at her and said indifferently, "Not very good."

After saying that, he turned around and closed the door.

Zhao Huiyun's face darkened. The last broadcast she received was from the Luozhou Shelter; they were searching for gifted individuals to form a team.

It's already early July, and the temperature is still in the teens or twenties, and it's incredibly humid.

The wells in the villa area have been installed, and the water quality is acceptable; at least there are no mutated leeches.

Song Jinhe filled the car with gas, slung the knife over his shoulder, and decided to go to the pharmaceutical factory with fewer people this time. There were three people from Zhuang Ting's group, three people from Song Jinhe's group, and the rest of them could stay behind and loot the outskirts of the city.

"You must come back safely."

Song Jinhe frowned as she looked at Jing Zhigao, who was greeting her from outside.

This young man probably had his eye on the supplies she had, because he kept passing by the door and greeting her warmly.

Jiang Shi'an, sitting in the driver's seat, rolled up the car window without any expression.

Li Jin, who was carrying a small hammer to help seal the security room window, came out and glanced at him, saying, "Even Sister Song doesn't want to talk to you."

"What do you know?" Jing Zhigao snorted.

He had inquired and found out that the teams in Villa 6 and Villa 2 were the strongest. Villa 6 only had four people, and the two girls were pretty and seemed easy to talk to. If he could join them and get on their good side, he wouldn't have to work hard anymore.

This girl surnamed Song has a very high status in the team. This is much better than following Zhao Yanzhou and having to watch his face.

I had already scouted out the locations and routes last time, so this time it went much more smoothly, with no major setbacks along the way.

But an accident still occurred just before they reached their destination.

The biochemical company and pharmaceutical factory are located in the suburbs far from residential areas, where there aren't many zombies. However, the abandoned car that suddenly appeared in front of us was clearly left there on purpose.

If you get out of the car, you'll be arrested; if you don't, it's useless—the other side has guns.

After a burst of gunfire, several marks appeared on the rear windshield. Jiang Shi'an's car was protected by bulletproof glass, which is why it wasn't shattered. The glass was bulletproof, but the tires weren't.

A seven-seater car came from behind and blocked their way. Then, several men with guns emerged from the shadows, and a dozen or so men surrounded them.

These people actually had three shotguns, two pistols, and a revolver.

"Get out of the car." The burly man carrying a gun stood outside the car window, his voice sounding somewhat distorted, but the weapon in his hand was definitely real.

Zhuang Ting, Qi Sixing, and Dai Jie had already gotten off the bus. Song Jinhe was the last to get off, her head down, looking completely terrified.

Cheng Yan was startled when he saw her like this, but then he realized that she was putting on an act.

"Yo yo yo." The burly man in the leather jacket carrying a rifle whistled. "Such fair-skinned women, looks like you're living a good life."

“Bulletproof glass, those used to be reserved for the wealthy and powerful.” Zhuang-Chinese accent shifted.

The people searching the two cars were very efficient, unlike ordinary robbers. Song Jinhe looked away. Fortunately, she found the knife too heavy to carry and had put it into her spatial storage when no one was around.

Zhuang Ting's guns and crossbows were confiscated.

The burly man looked at the contents of the car with a feigned expression of admiration.

"Tsk, it's been a long time since I've encountered such a well-off team. The vehicles, supplies, and women are all excellent."

Song Jinhe stood silently beside Jiang Shi'an, and when she saw Cai Zheng, who was dressed smartly in the crowd, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

"Long time no see. Isn't this Jinhe? What's wrong? You don't even say hello when you meet an old friend."

(End of this chapter)