Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 84 Master Song, who had been busy all night
It was so dark that the faint light around us was only enough to illuminate a few meters of the campsite, and the cave exit was completely dark.

Qi Sixing's eyes were blurry from looking at it. He tilted his head and took a few more steps forward before he could barely make out a darker outline in the darkness, which looked like a person.

Wow, you actually followed me all the way here! What grudge do you hold against me?
Qi Sixing sensed the thing approaching, so he quickly tiptoed outside the tent, unzipped it, and said nervously, "Something's coming!"

Jiang Shi'an opened his eyes as the footsteps approached from outside.
Song Jinhe had been caught in the rain during the day and had finally fallen asleep. Her head was still fuzzy, and she subconsciously picked up the weapon beside her. "What is this?"

"I can't see it clearly, but it's the thing I was talking about that beckons. Listen to the sound!" Qi Sixing was extremely anxious.

He could sense the movement around him, which meant that the thing was very close to them.

Song Jinhe deftly cocked the pistol, and as she crawled out of the tent, a stench hit her. She met two gleaming eyes and said, "Get out of the way!"

As she spoke, she quickly stepped back, raised her pistol, and pulled the trigger.

Gunshots echoed through the silent night and into the cave.

The shot hit its mark, followed by a frenzied roar. By the light from the collapsed building, they saw a whistling brown-black fur and a massive body that was over two meters tall rushing past.

It wasn't a spirit or a zombie; it was a brown bear.

The wounded beast became even more ferocious, its powerful claws slamming down, scratching several marks into the hard stone wall.

Jiang Shi'an raised his knife to block, while Song Jinhe got up from the ground, picked up Qi Sixing's crossbow, and shot an arrow at the frenzied beast.

Brown bears are tough and resilient, and they didn't die even after being hit by an arrow. Song Jinhe watched as Jiang Shi'an was thrown aside by the powerful force and landed safely. She took the arrow from Qi Sixing and quickly placed it on the ground.

Then she saw the water balloon covering the brown bear's head; the beast was struggling in agony, as if it were being choked and unable to make a sound.
The surrounding stone walls groaned as it struck, and soon, its massive body crashed to the ground.

"So this is what it was. It kept me on edge the whole way, I thought it was a ghost." Qi Sixing said, and when he saw the carcass of the wild beast on the ground, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Zhuang Ting and Zhao Huiyun are gifted individuals, but their strength has not yet reached such a terrifying level.

They have always believed that water-based abilities are not inherently strong offensive talents, and given the situation just now, it would not be easy to use or control such talents effectively.

"Don't just stand there, come and help us deal with this." Song Jinhe looked at Qi Sixing.

I had long heard that brown bears are ferocious, cunning, and vengeful creatures. They can smash a person's head with a single slap, and they eat people—not by killing them, but by eating them alive.

Unexpectedly, it actually beckoned and lured people, and followed them all the way, coming to ambush them in the middle of the night.

But now they've become their prey.

"Should we eat this?" Qi Sixing held the knife, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Song Jinhe: "Normally, it takes about five hours to drive out of Wucheng via the mountain road. Now we are relying on our own two legs to travel and we have to find our own way. It definitely won't be possible in a short time. We may not be able to find food later, just in case."

Qi Sixing nodded, "Bear paws were also a delicacy in the past."

Unfortunately, their resources were limited, so they cut off a small piece of meat to test the waters first.

After boiling water and adding firewood all night, Master Song took his first bite and immediately spat it out. He even went outside to use a peach-flavored mouthwash.

Too bad to eat.

She added ginger, star anise, and cinnamon to remove the fishy smell, but it was still fishy and tough.

The second victim, Qi Sixing, grimaced as he gulped down two mouthfuls of hot water, scalding himself in the process.
"Has it mutated? Rich people used to love eating this stuff, I don't understand."

"I guess the proper way to cook it used to take more than ten hours to stew, and use a lot of seasonings to cover up the taste. Even a boiled shoe insole would taste good that way." Seriously speaking, even her hard steamed buns are easier to swallow than this stuff. After saying that, Song Jinhe ate a salt-baked chicken wing to calm down.

Despite my dislike for it, I still took the few pieces of dried meat I made with me, just in case I ran out of food later and didn't starve.

The main problem was Qi Sixing; he didn't know that Song Jinhe had a spatial ability.

Song Jinhe didn't want to bring out hot food. In the past, when they lived in the villa area, they always cooked. They didn't eat much instant noodles and biscuits, so this was a good time to use them up.

After a quick clean-up and packing, they set off again.

It only rained a little today, so walking was much easier than yesterday. During the rest period, Song Jinhe squatted down and ate berries.

Most of the fruit at this time is not ripe and tastes a bit sour.

“Those are train tracks! There looks like there’s a train parked up ahead.” Qi Sixing handed over the binoculars.

Song Jinhe looked closely and realized that there really were train tracks on the bridge. Looking further ahead, she could vaguely see the metal of the train carriages on the tracks, which were almost entirely covered by vegetation in the mountains.

"The tracks here lead to the old train station, and most of the trains that run here are quite old, about ten or twenty years old. I remember one train that went through the Lianyungang and Changling stations before arriving in Yuecheng."

As long as they get onto city roads, they can get a car.

“You won’t get lost if you walk along the train tracks, and there are plenty of places to loot along the way.”

Song Jinhe paused as she spoke, "But the plants on the train tracks are so dense, yet the train is still parked there, and the tracks connect stations in various cities."

"This is already a densely populated area. Many people were trapped at the station due to the torrential rain. The chances of encountering a large horde of zombies if we head this way are slim, and we're out of ammunition."

Qi Sixing: "That makes sense."

"How about we find a place to settle down first, and then we can discuss it?" Song Jinhe suggested.

"Okay." Jiang Shi'an nodded. "It'll be another half hour to get to the house."

It's about one o'clock in the afternoon.

They arrived at their destination safely, and on the way they encountered a fawn that had been eaten by a zombie, leaving only its head and skeleton. At that moment, Song Jinhe sighed several times, feeling a pang of heartache.

What delicious food.

The houses here are all built against the mountain, and they look quite old. They have a retro style and beautiful scenery, like an old village that has not been developed into a tourist attraction.

Before the apocalypse, a large number of guesthouses built in the mountains and villages became popular, featuring a wabi-sabi style and a back-to-nature aesthetic, with prices starting at four figures per night.

This place has that vibe.

They found a two-story wooden house to stay in, and under the eaves at the back, they discovered a particularly large beehive containing honey.

Good stuff like this shouldn't be missed.

Song Jinhe immediately started a fire to smoke it out, then moved a stool over and, while the smoke was still thick, cut off a large piece, put it in a box to store space, and the pieces cut off later were the decoys placed outside.

She moved quickly, grabbed the stool and ran off, not lingering for a second longer, afraid of being stung.

(End of this chapter)