Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 86 People from the City

The next day, they went out to survey the route despite the rain.

The situation is not very optimistic. There is a landslide just one kilometer ahead, and the blocked mountain has formed a small barrier lake.

A few more heavy rains would likely cause flash floods, making it impossible to cross that area.

"The only way we can go is towards the train tracks?" Qi Sixing frowned.

"Yes."

They had no choice.

I need to go to the train tracks tomorrow to check out the terrain before making any further arrangements.

Since we have to go that way, we should see if we can stockpile some supplies.

On the way back, we were lucky enough to find a wild rabbit, and our food supply was secured again.

Outside, a fierce wind and torrential rain raged. Song Jinhe, carrying a harpoon, found two tea seed cakes in the storeroom. They were a bit dirty, but after some cleaning, they were still usable.

She was tidying up when she suddenly spotted strangers. She quickly grabbed her things and went inside, warning the other two to be careful.

Five men walked in from outside. They looked disheveled, dressed in clothes whose original color was unrecognizable, and were all strong and carrying knives. They seemed to have come from the city.

"I think I can smell the aroma of barbecue."

Someone took a deep sniff of the air, a look of longing on their face. "It smells so good! I bet it'll sizzle and ooze oil when I take a bite."

"This is the middle of nowhere, we haven't seen a single zombie, where did you get roasted meat from? Are you hallucinating from hunger?" someone next to him cursed.

"No, it really does smell like barbecue, smell it for yourselves!" The man looked at the houses and exclaimed excitedly, "There are still living people here!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of everyone in the group changed. They quickly grabbed their knives and marched toward the house with practiced discipline.

The storage room and the main house are separate. Song Jinhe left in a hurry and didn't have time to pack up her things there. She only saw several people cautiously approaching them from outside.

Even if we put out the fire now and leave with our belongings, these traces won't be hidden. Besides, this is the only place within dozens of miles where people can live, so we can't let it go.

As Qi Sixing, carrying a crossbow, went to flank, Song Jinhe immediately put the rabbit meat roasting on the fire into her spatial storage.

She was mainly worried that it would get dirty when they fought over it. She marinated it for half an hour and then baked it for most of the day. She hadn't even had a bite yet, which was absolutely unacceptable!

The door was suddenly kicked open.

Song Jinhe held the harpoon and used it to shield the fire.

"Look what we found! I told you there were living people here." The man with mud on his face looked over with surprise.

Smelling the enticing aroma in the air, he took two more steps, looked at the empty fire, his gaze sweeping between the two people before finally settling on Song Jinhe.

"You two seem to be doing quite well." The leader looked them up and down; these two were obviously easy targets. "You have food, you're clean-dressed, and even the women are beautiful."

"He just doesn't look very smart, carrying a pitchfork and having a pile of cow dung next to him, cosplaying as Aquaman?" The henchman next to him laughed.

"What did you say?" Song Jinhe gritted her teeth.

Cow dung?

That's tea cake! Who's cosplaying Aquaman? She just used a harpoon to rummage through a pile of junk.

"Dude, you're doing pretty well." The henchman grinned lewdly, raising an eyebrow. "Good things should be shared, right?"

The men exchanged knowing glances.

This place is great!
I've never seen such a fair-skinned woman on the whole trip; the one in front of me was filthy, skinny, and emaciated.

Since they had run out of food, they couldn't keep her with them indefinitely, so they could only make the most of her last bit of use.

Unexpectedly, she found someone even better, and he was a man.

Food for the next few days is also secured.

They approached menacingly, knives in hand, their stench sour and offensive. "Go, bring this woman here."

Upon hearing this, the squinty-eyed henchman gave a sly reply, took out a knife in one hand, and reached out to grab Song Jinhe with the other.

Before his filthy hand could even touch Song Jinhe's body, a flash of cold light appeared, and his entire hand was severed.

"what!!!"

The man screamed repeatedly, clutching his severed hand, looking at the blood-stained knife in Jiang Shi'an's hand and his calm gaze.

The next second, the man's other hand was clamped and lifted, then forcefully slashed across his neck.

Things happened so fast that the leader reacted by yelling and ordering everyone to attack at once, while he pulled out a pistol.

Jiang Shi'an kicked two people to the ground, and the blade he threw precisely sliced ​​across the most vulnerable spot on the neck of another man.

Song Jinhe knew her own limitations; she couldn't win a head-on confrontation with cold weapons.

Seeing the gun barrel pointed at him, she quickly raised her hand and, to the leader's disbelief, ripped a bloody hole into his head.

The other party's gun was out of bullets; it would have been used up long ago by the time they got here from the city.

Seeing that their companions were powerless to fight back, and the leader was also exhausted, the rest of them tried to run away. Just as they turned around, an arrow pierced through their bodies. They stared blankly at Qi Sixing, who was holding a crossbow outside, and then fell down.

The people behind them were dealt with before they even reached the door.

Jiang Shi'an used deadly moves, and his speed was so fast that these people had no chance to escape.

After finishing off the wound to prevent turning into a zombie, Song Jinhe put two plastic bags on her hands, intending to lick the bag.

As a result, two plastic bags were wasted.

The best item these people had was a gun that had run out of bullets, and because it was poorly maintained, it was starting to break down.

Everything else—clothes and food—was filthy, and there was some dried meat that looked nauseating.

They carried the body out, found a place to dump it down the mountain.

After dealing with the body in the cabin, it was already dark. Because of this little incident, we didn't get to eat for more than two hours.

“People in the city are starting to leave,” Qi Sixing said while munching on a fragrant roasted rabbit.

"Those who would have gone this way were probably already in the vicinity of Nanhe District, while the survivors on the other side would most likely have gone onto the highway."

Although there are many abandoned cars on the highway, making it difficult to pass, you can still find a lot of supplies by scavenging those cars.

Putting everything else aside, if you're lucky, you might even find a decent car or two, and you won't be short of gas either.

"Can we get off at the railway tracks and onto the highway?" Song Jinhe leaned closer to Jiang Shi'an to look at the waterproof map in his hand.

"After passing Lianyungang Station, the terrain will be much flatter, and we can go around it. However, Yuecheng was more severely affected by the disaster, so we won't know whether it's passable until we get there." Jiang Shi'an turned the map towards Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe nodded. Even if the car can only travel a short distance, it's still good.

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It rained heavily afterwards, making it really difficult to travel.

Song Jinhe found an old basket, patched up the holes with some thin, resilient twigs, and modified it.

While trying to catch fish by the lake, I was almost blown away along with my umbrella. Even with my raincoat on, my face was still wet.

The lake water isn't flowing very well, so put some wild rabbit entrails in the fish basket before putting the basket down.

This is the kind of trap I've seen in survival shows.

They just need to find a place to wait for a few hours before bringing it up; whether they catch any fish or not depends entirely on luck.

(End of this chapter)