Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 89 Looting the Train Carriage
"Brother Cheng Yan, Uncle Li, look over there, isn't the fog coming over?" Li Jin called out.

Cheng Yan and Uncle Li followed his gaze and their expressions immediately turned serious.

"It's the wind blowing in, let's go!" Uncle Li said.

Hearing Uncle Li's urgent voice, everyone stood up, quickly grabbed their things, and continued on their way.

At this time, the other side.

Zhang Yi followed the group in a daze, and almost fainted several times, but was helped up by the people next to her each time.

"How is it? Is it still okay?" Dai Jie asked.

This is the person Dai Jia saved with her life. Although she saved Dai Jia first, Dai Jie still hopes that Zhang Yi can live, so that he will feel that his sister's death was not in vain.

"It's okay," Zhang Yi said with difficulty.

Zhuang Ting grabbed Zhang Yi's arm to steady her. "We've already left the Wucheng border. Let's find a place to rest first. You can't go any further."

He couldn't tell whether the weather these past few days had caused him to catch a cold after being caught in the rain or to awaken his talent.

Continuing to travel at such a high intensity could lead to her death, regardless of the circumstances.

Although they weren't part of his team, they were already in the same boat.

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Looking at the carriage and lush plants in front of her, Song Jinhe remarked, "These plants have grown so fast in just one year."

She remembered watching videos before about how long it would take for traces of civilization to disappear after humans vanished—cities would take decades or even centuries, and roads would take several years.

However, we cannot apply speculative videos to this world.

They now have three options: walk through the lush vegetation beside the train, get on the train, or walk on the roof of the train.

"This car has been parked here for at least a year. Most of the zombies inside should be gone by now," Qi Sixing asked uncertainly.

“This is the best-case scenario.” Song Jinhe couldn’t perceive the entire train’s distance even from a straight line. “Let’s go.”

They still decided to go into the carriage, mainly for supplies!

If there are zombies inside, living people passing through any of the three routes will actually alert them.

The aisle of the green train was narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time. The same formation was used: Jiang Shi'an led the way, Song Jinhe followed behind to guide and prevent Lao Liu from getting through, and Qi Sixing brought up the rear.

The last carriage, seat number 14, was covered in broken glass, and there was even a blade of grass growing on the rotting flesh.

The thick layer of dust on the table shows that no one has been here for a long time.

On the blackened seats, you can randomly see rotten human tissue stuck to them. There is a yellowish-brown handprint on the window next to the last seat. Blood oxidizes and mixes with putrefactive fluid, which is why it is this color.

"Although this bus also passes through city stations, its main passengers should be from smaller stations, like during the rainstorm," Song Jinhe tried hard to recall.

“It’s the weekend, so there will be more passengers than usual,” Jiang Shi’an added.

Song Jinhe nodded: "These trains, which are the slowest, have the worst environment, and are about to be phased out, should not be too full except during major holidays."

“If I remember correctly, Wucheng should be the third stop on this train, with a stop time of 25 minutes,” Qi Sixing added. “It does indeed mainly serve passengers from smaller stations.”

Finding no suitcases, they continued forward, passing through the connecting area to the next carriage.

"There's a body in the second-to-last row on the right, be careful," Song Jinhe whispered.

"Okay," Jiang Shi'an replied.

They saw several dusty suitcases and bags under seat number 5 and above seat number 20.

First, they went to check if the body was dangerous. The closer they got, the stronger the stench became. Combined with the shadows cast by the trees outside and the sound of their own footsteps, the atmosphere inside the train was exceptionally eerie. The first thing they saw was the dry, brown scalp and a few dull hairs, followed by a head that had rotted to the bone, with only two holes left for the eyes.

Below the knees is an empty space; the leg bones are not visible.

Such a corpse can never rise again.

They started scavenging for supplies, wearing disposable plastic gloves and masks. Now, Qi Sixing wouldn't be surprised no matter what Song Jinhe pulled out of his pocket.

It seemed that there was nothing Song Jinhe didn't have, only things he couldn't think of.

Jiang Shi'an reached down and took the suitcase from above, placing it on the seat. Dust and a musty smell instantly filled the air. Fortunately, they were all wearing masks.

The suitcase was full of clothes and phone charging cables, but they didn't want any of them.

I found a box of pickled cabbage and beef instant noodles and a can of eight-treasure porridge in the bag behind. The vacuum-packed snacks had leaked air and were inedible.

Continue to the next carriage. The dining car is usually located between the hard seats and sleeper berths, and there are several other carriages.

Along the way, they also found several zombies pretending to be dead. They killed one, and everyone in the carriage came back to life, including one dressed as a train attendant.

"Go back to the entrance and fight again," Jiang Shi'an said calmly.

Song Jinhe and Qi Sixing immediately retreated. The zombies would jump over by stepping on the seats and tables, making it difficult for them to fight from the aisle, and they were likely to hit their own people.

Retreat to the entrance of this section of the train car; the narrow doorway will control the number of zombies that come out, preventing you from being ganged up on.

How many arrows do you have left?

Song Jinhe and Jiang Shi'an stood on opposite sides, each holding a knife.

“Five, one fell off the bridge just now,” Qi Sixing replied.

Although arrows can be retrieved, there are times when they cannot be retrieved, so they will gradually be consumed.

"That's enough, finish him off." He said, gripping the knife with both hands and stabbing it into the roaring zombie that was trying to squeeze out of the doorway.

Long swords are less effective in this situation, but their main damage output comes from Jiang Shi'an, Song Jinhe mainly deals with those squeezing to the side, and Qi Sixing has a 100% accuracy rate in finishing off enemies at close range.

It can completely block out any output gaps, leaving no openings.

The zombies are really going all out; when they go berserk, they even attack their own people.

Song Jinhe looked at the zombie in the corner who was desperately trying to squeeze out from among his kind, his face half-bruised from being squeezed, and got angry. She slapped the zombie sales clerk next to her.

The sales clerk zombie, whose face was brown and looked like old tree bark, forced its shoulder in and shoved it back in.

"Fight! Fight! Come on, zombie brother, it doesn't want you to eat, it's evil!"

Song Jinhe accidentally blurted out her inner thoughts, but it's okay, the zombies don't understand.

Jiang Shi drew his knife, his peripheral vision falling on Song Jinhe, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

"Holy crap! Sister Jinhe, you..." Qi Sixing stared in shock at the two zombies that seemed to be really fighting.

"You've awakened the psychedelic mushroom talent?"

“It’s such a small doorway, and there are corpses blocking the way underneath. If they try to squeeze out, they’re bound to hit each other.” Song Jinhe glanced at him speechlessly.

She can now use mental attacks on zombies to damage their brains, but this method is too taxing on her own health.

She generally wouldn't use it, as it would exceed her own capacity and could lead to sudden death or the loss of her talent.

(End of this chapter)