Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 5 Hospital 4
Most of the zombies' clothes weren't completely dry and couldn't be ignited immediately, but the damage caused by the sudden high temperature and flying glass shards shouldn't be underestimated.

Soon, the air was filled with a mixture of the aroma of burning flesh and the stench of corpses. The unfortunate zombie that was being burned slowed down, and more zombies noticed this and turned around.

With a baseball bat in hand, Song Jinhe, under Cheng Yan's cover, ran to the nearest parking space and swung the bat, smashing it against the car window.

A piercing alarm suddenly went off.

"..." Cheng Yan stared at Song Jinhe's actions in utter astonishment.

Wasn't the alarm supposed to attract the zombies? The zombies are almost there, what is she doing sitting in that car! Why isn't she running away!
At this moment, the people upstairs also heard the commotion.

Looking at the roaring cars below, Deng Miao cried out in despair, "Jin He, I beg you, save us! Zhang Ping has been bitten by a zombie!"

A zombie corpse lay on the ground, while Zhang Ping, who had already turned into a zombie, lay on the ground along with a chair, screaming madly at Deng Miao.

Two rows of teeth marks under Deng Miao's sleeve were bleeding. She wanted to cut off her arm, but ultimately didn't have the courage to do it.

"That bastard Cai Zheng lied to me and ran away! Help me! We're friends, you can't abandon me."

Deng Miao's face turned pale, and a sense of resentment arose from regret and fear.

If Song Jinhe had helped them yesterday, if she had trusted Zhang Ping and hadn't tied Zhang Ping up, Zhang Ping wouldn't have been bitten by the zombie, and then bitten again in revenge.

Why was she the one who got bitten, and not Song Jinhe or that bastard Cai Zheng!

Song Jinhe glanced up briefly before looking away and quickening her pace.

She was nervous, her palms were sweaty, and she didn't have time to pay attention to the other person.

A zombie with a broken ankle, barely held together by skin and flesh, drooled as it placed its hand on the car window. At the critical moment, the sound of the car starting finally rang out.

Song Jinhe stepped on the gas and sped off, causing the zombies to miss their target.

She does have a driver's license, but she hasn't driven much, so she probably doesn't have much experience dodging zombies, but she's more than capable of creating zombies.

The main problem was that the car was going too fast, and there wasn't enough time to steer to avoid it, so it crashed into the zombie in front. The zombie fell off the windshield and onto the ground, losing one of its shoes.

The windshield was also cracked, and dark blood mixed with some rotting flesh obscured half of the view.

Holy crap! She's that strong?

Peng Zhixue stared in disbelief as the car charged out like a war god, sending the zombie flying several meters.

Just as Cheng Yangang threw out the second Molotov cocktail, Song Jinhe drove the car with its siren blaring, carrying a huge horde of zombies, and slammed on the brakes, stopping abruptly next to the iron gate on the side.

The zombies inside were pressed against steel bars, their upper and lower teeth clattering together with a crisp chewing sound, clearly indicating they had good teeth.

The zombie that crashed into the front of the car but wasn't quite dead climbed onto the windshield.

When Song Jinhe was turning and parking during her driving test, she was supposed to shift to a low gear to slow down, but she shifted to the wrong gear and accelerated forward, almost coming to a complete stop, just like the situation just now.

If we get any closer, we won't be able to open the car door today.

"Torch!"

As soon as Song Jinhe ran out, there was a big hole in the windshield, and half of the zombie's body was hanging from the driver's seat, with a piece of flesh scraped off its cheek.

Cheng Yan reacted quickly, lighting a piece of cloth soaked in alcohol from the end of a badminton racket and throwing it in through the car window.

The flames ignited immediately upon contact with the alcohol that Song Jinhe had poured out when she got out of the car. She had deliberately unscrewed the cap and put the opened bottle of alcohol into her spatial storage last night to save time.

New zombies kept emerging from all directions.

As Song Jinhe was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of a car key falling from a crooked zombie.

Supplies dropped?!
The zombie is wearing a white coat, and the car is most likely parked in the employee parking space!

Song Jinhe risked turning back to pick up the keys, and after confirming which car it was, he rushed over, started the engine, and drove Zhang Yi and Peng Zhixue to the convenience store.

Cheng Yan followed Song Jinhe to the convenience store. Zhang Yi was assigned to keep watch at the door while the others went in to move supplies.

The convenience store door had been pried open long ago. After walking a few steps inside, I saw a corpse on the ground that had been eaten down to its shell. A large pool of blood stained the ground, and white maggots were wriggling around, emitting a terrible stench.

Cheng Yan found the store's delivery cart and started loading food onto it. Time was limited; the zombies would arrive in two or three minutes at most, so everyone grabbed whatever they could find.

To conceal the existence of the space, Song Jinhe took out two large plastic bags from the blood-stained cash register.

The speed at which she swept the shelves made Cheng Yan's lips twitch.

Before the apocalypse, was she involved in zero-dollar shopping?
So skillfully, cookies, chocolates, instant noodles, coffee, water, and juice from the beverage cabinet are poured into the bags with a clatter.

Jiang Hongrong and her son couldn't outmaneuver her and could only watch helplessly as she took away the last two boxes of self-heating rice, eight-treasure porridge, and canned yellow peaches. They were so anxious that their faces turned red, and they cursed and mocked her, saying some very unpleasant things.

Song Jinhe didn't care at all; instead of arguing, she should take more supplies.

While the others were loading supplies onto the vehicle, she quickly stored the boxes of water, bread, and instant noodles in her spatial storage.

There are also tissues, shampoo, toothbrushes, towels, water cups, etc. These daily necessities were not often taken before, and there are plenty in the convenience store.

She also took the seashell wind chime hanging on the door. Seashells, when burned, become quicklime, which can be used to make traditional soap.

Industrial products will eventually be exhausted; only sustainable production can ensure their longevity.

"They're coming!"

When Song Jinhe heard Zhang Yi's urgent shouts, she suddenly stepped on something. Looking down, she saw a claw hammer and a crowbar!
She put the claw hammer into her spatial storage, grabbed the crowbar, and ran out of the convenience store carrying two plastic bags.

When you get out of the car, just open the trunk, throw the stuff in, and close the lid.

"How could you do this!" Jiang Hongrong became furious when she saw what Song Jinhe was carrying. She chased after her from behind and stood beside her car.
“If you take everything, what are we going to do? We were the ones who opened the door and rescued you yesterday. You can’t be so selfish. You’re all alone, and there are only two of us. How about we switch bags? We won’t be short of things once we get to the shelter.”

Change? Dream on.

"I don't care what you do," Song Jinhe said bluntly. "If Cheng Yan and the others hadn't opened the door yesterday, would I have been at the forefront? Didn't you say I'm immoral? Yes, I've lost my morals, so don't try to morally blackmail me."

"How can you talk like that! Don't you know how to respect your elders?" Jiang Hongrong hadn't finished speaking.

"Ah—" A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out.

She watched as a zombie suddenly crawled out and tore a piece of flesh from her son's leg, and immediately broke down and screamed.

"Mom, save me! I don't want to die, save me!" the young man cried out as he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)