Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Cheng Jingyi stood still, his eyes open, and within a few seconds he sensed the spatial structure around him.

He hummed.

Shen Yi nodded upon hearing this and said, "Okay, I'll go down with you in a bit."

Cheng Jingyi's spatial perception ability is unmatched. From the movement patterns of people within a radius of several miles to the various objects hanging in a room, he can perceive space using his mental power.

Shen Yisui's previous failed attempts to escape from the zombie stronghold were all due to the spatial surveillance Cheng Jingyi had placed on him.

The last time Shen Yisui was able to leave successfully was because Cheng Jingyi was held up by something and couldn't come back in time to stop Shen Yisui.

Otherwise... Shen Yisui didn't know how much longer he would have to stay inside.

Shen Yisui unconsciously clenched his fist, and the cold air in the air floated in his palm, slowly turning into fine ice particles.

Compared to Cheng Jingyi's special ability, his ability to freeze sewage every day is indeed somewhat lacking.

"Don't rush off, I need to get something." Shen Yi tied the rope to the railing next to him, went into the cubicle, and pulled out an opaque garbage bag.

His body, which he had rebuilt but not fully restored, still bore the wounds he had sustained at the time of his death.

Not to mention the gaping hole in his chest, clearly exposing his internal organs, the gunshot wound on his forehead was also glaringly obvious, something that couldn't be concealed by a piece of clothing.

Shen Yisui poked several holes in the pure black garbage bag and then put the whole thing over his head.

The gap in the garbage bag allowed him to breathe. Shen Yisui was already blind and couldn't see what was happening, so the bag effectively concealed his face.

After finishing his work, Shen Yi came to Cheng Jingyi's side and said, "Hold out your hand."

Cheng Jingyi stared suspiciously at the garbage bag on Shen Yisui's head for a few seconds. He reached out and saw Shen Yisui untie the rope on his hands and tie their wrists together in a different way.

"We'll go downstairs together. Just follow my instructions and don't wander off." After saying that, Shen Yisui waved the mineral water bottle in his hand at Cheng Jingyi. The bottle was already empty, and Shen Yisui had refilled it with the sewage that had flowed from the tap.

"See the water inside? You know my abilities. If you don't behave down there, this time I'll pierce right into your crystal core."

Cheng Jingyi frowned and glanced at the mineral water bottle in Shen Yisui's hand. He snorted without understanding and turned his head to the side.

Shen Yisui tossed another red garbage bag to Cheng Jingyi and said, "You put this on too."

Cheng Jingyi: "..."

Cheng Jingyi was clearly reluctant, but Shen Yisui threatened him a few times before he finally put the big red garbage bag over his head.

Fortunately, there was no strange smell in the garbage bag, so Cheng Jingyi could still tolerate it.

Shen Yisui listened to the sounds beside him. After confirming that Cheng Jingyi had obediently put the garbage bag over his head, he led him downstairs.

Although Cheng Jingyi's appearance was much better than Shen Yisui's, and he didn't show any zombie characteristics, he had been forced back here by the Eastern District's army, and those soldiers might still be tracking his whereabouts.

Now he's openly going to the supermarket to pick up things with this face, and if the military, who are secretly searching, sees him, neither of them will have a good ending.

Shen Yisui frowned. He listened to the audio recording of his desperate struggle for survival and followed the instructions as he went down the stairs.

The stairs in the dilapidated building all showed signs of breakage. After inspecting the stairs, Gouqietousheng pointed out a relatively stable one to Shen Yisui so that Shen Yisui could feel his way down the wall.

Cheng Jingyi behaved himself on the way, following Shen Yi's every step without showing any signs of anxiety.

The supermarket downstairs was located at the far end of the first floor. Shen Yisui stopped for more than ten minutes after arriving on the first floor. There were still other people in these dilapidated buildings. Although Shen Yisui could not see the surroundings, he could occasionally hear the sound of heavy objects falling outside.

This small supermarket was the center of everyone's attention, so Shen Yisui dared not make any rash moves. He quietly switched places with Cheng Jingyi, letting him walk in front.

Cheng Jingyi still possesses spatial awareness, knowing to avoid the others as he walks into the supermarket, and he has control over the movements of almost everyone around him.

Shen Yisui pondered to himself, then whispered to Cheng Jingyi, "Go in before anyone gets close, wait if anyone does."

Cheng Jingyi remained silent. He stood in front of Shen Yisui for another half hour before stiffening his legs and walking out.

After being injured, his body remained in the state of a low-level zombie, his legs twisted and his back arched. As soon as he stepped onto the road with the gap, he unconsciously let out a hungry growl.

At first, he knew to suppress and control himself, keeping his voice low and not daring to be presumptuous. After taking a few steps, he suddenly changed, the sound in his throat growing louder and louder, as if he wanted to crush the stone bricks beside him.

Shen Yisui frowned, pinched Cheng Jingyi's fingers, and warned, "Don't make a sound. There might be gunmen outside. Do you want to get beaten up?"

Cheng Jingyi's voice immediately went down a little. He turned his head around in the big red bag, and Shen Yisui clearly heard a ripping sound coming from the plastic bag next to him.

Cheng Jingyi hadn't done this while inside the house, but once outside and facing an unfamiliar environment, a sense of crisis suddenly surged within him.

Shen Yisui had also studied the basic situation of zombies when he was in the army. Low-level zombies did not have a sense of territory, but high-level zombies valued their activity range very much.

Cheng Jingyi's abilities had diminished, but her mindset remained the same. The low growl was a warning to the other zombies not to approach, and also a form of intimidation.

Shen Yisui couldn't change Cheng Jingyi's long-established habit, but warned him on the way to keep his voice down and not be too obvious so as not to attract the attention of others.

Cheng Jingyi was fairly obedient; the strange noises he made continued to fade away, disappearing just as he reached the supermarket entrance.

Sensing that he had stopped, Shen Yisui reached out and touched the half of the glass door beside him. The glass door was already cracked in the middle, with cracks climbing up and down like a spider web. Shen Yisui touched the edges and listened for a moment before stepping inside.

The supermarket was completely silent, much like the rooms upstairs, with only the occasional sound of a cold wind whistling through the air.

While clinging to life in the air, he continued to provide real-time audio commentary to Shen Yisui as he looked down.

"There are four sausages on the table next to me, namely corn and pork flavor, original flavor, spicy flavor, and corn and pork flavor."

Shen Yisui: "..."

"Little Gou Gou, you don't need to go into so much detail. Just tell me what's inside." Shen Yisui pulled another black garbage bag out of his pocket, reached the edge of the platform, and threw all the sausages into it.