Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 47 Special Medicine

“You weren’t like this when you abandoned us in the hospital.”

Cai Zhenzhen never expected that the person they lost track of half a month ago and then intercepted by taking a shortcut was actually an old acquaintance.

"What, you know each other?" The burly man became interested.

“We used to be classmates. She was discharged from the hospital two days earlier than me,” Cai Zheng quickly replied.

In order to survive, he lied to Deng Miao, abandoned his conscience, and suffered a great deal.

He truly didn't want the person who left the hospital to die, otherwise, how could he see them looking so terrified?

Did they come from the hospital?

The burly man squinted at the person in front of him. Cai Zheng had mentioned the hospital incident, and this woman didn't seem like someone who could kill Old Scar.

The weapons in their vehicle were all junk, while the other vehicle was in much better condition; there were no sniper rifles in sight.

Zhuang Ting looked at the pile of stuff on the ground. So they brought all their possessions with them, while Song Jinhe only brought this stuff to fight zombies?
Encountering robbers on the road and coincidentally knowing her—what a coincidence!

“At the hospital, I had no choice but to leave.” Song Jinhe’s voice trembled. “I had no other option.”

In her heart, she was cursing, "Idiot, just because she's wearing a leather jacket and has Chelsea with her crowbar, she thinks she's so tough."

Cai Zheng was unaware of her thoughts, but he was quite pleased with her cautious attitude, and spoke with a forced smile.
"What a coincidence that we met in such a big city, don't you think?"

Song Jinhe's lips twitched, but her eyes darted away.

"Brother, this woman is coming up later," the younger brother laughed, wanting to ask what the order should be.

"Let's finish the business first." The burly man stepped forward, glancing at Song Jinhe, who was hiding behind Jiang Shi'an, and still didn't think she was the one who killed Old Scar in the commercial plaza.

He picked up the walkie-talkies he had taken from the two cars and turned them on with practiced ease.

Seeing his actions, Song Jinhe wasn't worried; there were walkie-talkies in the villa area, that's true.

These non-civilian walkie-talkies have a long signal range, but the damage to the infrastructure has a very serious impact on communication. In order to save resources and for the safety of the villa area, they specifically told Uncle Li not to turn on the walkie-talkies when they came out.

After several unsuccessful attempts, the burly man finally asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Jinhe looked at the gun barrels around her and the menacing robbers, appearing meek and submissive, not daring to even respond to Cai Zheng's words, but in reality, she quickly analyzed the situation.

It's impossible to drive away now.

If a fight breaks out, they will definitely suffer casualties, and they won't be able to get supplies from the factory afterwards.

Not only would it be difficult to run back without any transportation, but the other party isn't stupid; they'll follow you back to the villa area.

Besides, even if she could dodge the muzzle of a gun, she couldn't dodge so many guns. If the rifles were to spray them, the iron plate would be riddled with holes.

I'm not really confident about taking action, so I might as well try a different approach.

“Biochemical companies and pharmaceutical factories.” Song Jinhe’s eyes welled up with tears as she said fearfully, “There are many special drugs and biochemical materials there. If you kill us, you won’t be able to find them.”

The burly man frowned. There were indeed pharmaceutical factories and biochemical companies ahead. The woman was right; they didn't recognize those things.

"What kind of miracle drug?"

Jiang Shi'an raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slowly said, "The life-saving drug, M2-41, has a chance to save people bitten by zombies and stimulate their talents. However, this drug is still under development, there is no experimental data, and it is extremely unstable."

"ZX-12 has precious ingredients, some of which are from extinct animals, making it difficult to replicate and mass-produce. It can save lives when seriously injured."

Qi Sixing was completely dumbfounded. Were they actors before? They were both incredibly good at convincing each other, and their stories were quite impressive. He had never even heard of these kinds of medicines.

No wonder the robbers were completely confused, doubtful, and looked like hopeless illiterates. Not only the robbers, but Song Jinhe was also puzzled.

She knew that Jiang Shi'an was unlikely to make up any fake medicine, so what he said was the real deal.

It's hard to say whether these things are actually in a pharmaceutical factory or what stage of research and development they've reached.

"So, you're saying you can find these drugs? Are you someone from this company?" the burly man asked suspiciously.

“He’s not an employee of this company, so we should be able to find him.” Jiang Shi’an calmly looked at the gun barrel in front of him.

"Brother, he said we've never heard of these things before. Could he be lying to us?" the younger brother whispered.

“We can’t run away like this now; our lives are in your hands,” Zhuang Ting explained.

The burly man wasn't so easily convinced by their story. "You've come all this way to find supplies, and you even brought a woman with you?"

If there were no other companions or campsites, the amount of luggage on the vehicle seemed a bit small.

Having a camp but bringing along someone who's a liability on an adventure—what's the difference between that and being out of your mind?
Do you really think he's a fool?

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. The burly men had all loaded their guns and were holding the triggers.

"Is it not allowed?" Jiang Shi'an asked slowly.

The burly man glanced at Song Jinhe, who was hiding behind Jiang Shi'an, and was taken aback by the question.

It doesn't seem like it's impossible; this woman does have the resources to find a backer in the apocalypse.

"I heard that not long ago, when you didn't have this many people, you managed to escape from the hospital and even made a few Molotov cocktails, is that right?"

The burly man winked at his henchmen behind him, picked up the Molotov cocktail he had found in Zhuang Ting's car, and gestured for them to explain.

All this talk isn't just about getting to the bottom of things, but also about sending the message back.

"You'd better tell the truth, or I'll just have to randomly smash someone's kneecap to prevent you from escaping."

There were many traces left by the use of Molotov cocktails at the site of the accident involving Old Scar's team.

"Yes, we made two Molotov cocktails out of alcohol before we drove away," Cheng Yan replied urgently.

"What do you say?" the burly man asked Cai Zheng.

"Brother Wang, I was hiding from zombies in the building at that time. I only heard sounds and saw fire."

Seeing the burly man's cold gaze, Cai Zheng quickly tried to make amends.
“But I knew this woman before. She definitely wasn’t driving. We went to take our driving tests together. She failed twice and drove slower than she rode a bicycle. How could she be that skilled?”

When they entered the hospital, they saw the wreckage of the car, and from the scene, it was easy to deduce some information.

Song Jinhe knew that the leader was suspicious, but she didn't expect that Cai Zheng could help her side.

Very good, you're very clever.

However, as soon as she said this, the people in her own team, referring to Jiang Shi'an, looked at her with a hint of a smile.

At that moment, the man who had turned back with the walkie-talkie whispered a few words in the burly man's ear.

"I can spare your lives," the burly man threatened, a smirk playing on his lips. "However, if we don't find the medicine you mentioned, you know what the consequences will be."

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, gunshots rang out.

Song Jinhe's pupils suddenly contracted.

(End of this chapter)