The Walking Dead: I Sell Arms as a Sixth-Rate Seller in the Apocalypse

3:30 a.m.

Blood-red full moon

North entrance of Atlanta

Drake drove Herschel in his sports car to the entrance of the North District. At that time, there were more than a dozen zombies wandering around the entrance. When Herschel saw the four-door pickup truck surrounded by dozens of zombies, he knew he had come to the right place.

Herschel said to Drake, who was driving, "Mr. Drake, that four-door pickup truck is the one my daughters drive. I guess they're in there. Let's go over there quickly."

After saying that, Herschel loaded the Remington M870 with shotgun shells, but Drake said, "Mr. Herschel, don't rush. There are too many zombies over there. It might not be effective for you and me to go there. Why don't we try to lure the zombies away first?"

Upon hearing this, Herschel glanced at the four pickup trucks surrounded by zombies, pondered for a moment, and then said to Drake, "You're right, Mr. Drake. We can lure some of the zombies away first, and then come back to rescue my daughters."

Having finished speaking

Drake drove his sports car to a spot not far from the zombies and started honking the horn.

At this moment, the entrance to the North Side of Atlanta was filled with the powerful horns of sports cars.

Maggie and the other two, including those huddled in the four-door pickup truck, heard it too. Maggie opened the sunroof again and climbed out first.

When Maggie climbed out of the sunroof into the truck bed, she saw a shocking sight: a red Ford Mustang was honking its horn and driving in the direction she had come from.

Meanwhile, all the zombies on their side were attracted away by the Ford Mustang.

After confirming that no one was around, Maggie immediately removed the dust cover and said to Beth and Mieko in the car, "Sisters, the zombies outside have all been attracted away. Come out and take care of your own problems!"

Having finished speaking

Maggie went to the side to take care of her own business. Hearing Maggie's words, Beth and Mieko also got out of the car one after another and went to take care of their personal matters.

fifteen minutes later

After resolving the issue, the three returned to the four-door pickup truck. Seeing Beth and Mieko looking relaxed, Maggie said, "Although we don't know who the driver was, we are still very grateful to him for saving our lives at the crucial moment."

Beth: "Sister, what did you see outside?"

Maggie: "A red Ford Mustang honked its horn and attracted all the zombies away from our side. The car was heading in the direction we came from."

Mieko: "Although I don't know who he is, I'll definitely thank him properly next time we run into him for his help."

Maggie nodded and said, "Yes, Mieko is right. If he encounters danger next time, let's help him if we can. Now let's discuss our own route."

Mihoko nodded, then stood outside the car looking at the silent North Side of Atlanta, before muttering softly, "Mother, are you alright? I've come to the North Side to find you."

Hearing this, Beth comforted Mieko, saying, "Mieko, your mother will be alright. We'll definitely get there."

Maggie then comforted her, "Yes, Mieko, your mother will definitely hold on until you arrive. Now let's figure out the safest way to get there."

Mihoko shook her head and said, "Beth, Maggie, I think we need to find a place to rest. After all this bumpy journey, our strength and energy are completely depleted. We need to get a good night's sleep to replenish our strength. In addition, the zombies seem to be more dangerous at night than during the day, so we need to find a place to spend the night."

Beth chimed in, "Sister, I think Mihoko is right. We won't be short of a few hours. Besides, the zombies at night are too scary. Why don't we find a place to rest and set off again during the day?"

Maggie thought about it carefully, nodded, and then took out a map of the area around Atlanta. She pointed to a location and said, "We're probably around here now. There's nowhere to rest around here. There's a motel about 5 kilometers to the north. We can try our luck there."

Mihoko and Beth nodded to Maggie, and then the three of them returned to the car. Maggie started the four-door pickup truck and drove towards the Spike Motel, which was 5 kilometers away.

At this moment, Drake and Herschel, who were leading the horde of zombies southward, realized they had achieved their goal and drove towards the entrance to the East Side of Atlanta. However, when they arrived at the East Side, they found that the road into the city was blocked by a horde of zombies no smaller than the one they had attracted earlier.

Seeing the situation, Herschel said to Drake, "Mr. Drake, it seems we can no longer enter Atlanta by road."

Drake nodded and said, "Yes, it's impossible to get in via ordinary roads, but I still have a way, though it will involve some risks."

Herschel replied, "Oh? Mr. Drake, you mean you have other routes into Atlanta?"

Drake: "Yes, Mr. Herschel, but this road is rather dangerous, and I can't guarantee where we'll end up."

Herschel, after hearing this, said thoughtfully, "You wouldn't be talking about...?"

Drake nodded to Drake and said, "That's right, Mr. Herschel, it's the one you're thinking of. This is currently the only relatively safe way to enter the city. Otherwise, we'll have to abandon the car now and enter from somewhere else."

The thought of hordes of zombies with scarlet eyes appearing on the streets of the city filled Herschel with dread.

“Then let’s do as Mr. Drake says. My old bones can still put up a fight.” Herschel said to Drake with a resolute expression, stroking the Remington M870 in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Drake drove his Ford Mustang toward a secluded, low-lying depression.

The Spike Motel, located 5 km outside the entrance to the North Side of Atlanta.

Rick and Daryl decided to rest for a while at the motel.

Both of them were exhausted from the continuous journey and the killings they had done along the way. Daryl, in particular, was exhausted. After clearing out a few zombies that were lurking around the motel, Daryl went into the motel manager's room, locked the door behind him, and nailed the windows shut. Once he had done everything, Daryl lay down on the soft double bed and fell fast asleep.

Meanwhile, Rick climbed to the second-floor rooftop to keep watch below. After confirming the surroundings were safe, Rick opened the system shop and saw his points, steadily increasing from killing zombies. He had already reached 1300 points and was still adding to his tally. Seeing that his points had surpassed 1300, Rick immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Rick calling Sean, Rick calling Sean, Sean, please respond. Over."

At that moment, Sean was instructing Glenn and T-boy on shooting techniques. Hearing the walkie-talkie ring, he didn't hesitate and immediately picked it up, replying, "This is Sean, boss. What's wrong? Do you need backup?"

Rick: "No, Sean, report on the current situation at the camp."

Sean: "Boss, we've eliminated most of the zombies. Although there are still zombies attacking the camp in droves, the piles of zombie corpses around us are blocking their advance. Our men are starting to go down to rest."

Rick: "Very good, Sean, well done. You tell everyone in the camp what I said. Tell them that when I get back, there will be another beer party, especially beer. Make sure they drink their fill!"

Sean: "Really? I will definitely relay what the boss said to everyone in the camp."

Rick: "Don't worry about that for now. First, report on the casualties in the camp and tell me how you were tasked with finding people to join the army. Have you done that well?"

Sean: "There are no casualties in the camp for now, but everyone is exhausted. I've arranged for people to take turns shooting the zombies. As for the people to join the army, yes, boss, I've found five. But their loyalty to you needs to be tested."

Rick: "Very good, Sean. You can lead these five people yourself. I allow you to form a squad and you can be the squad leader in charge of command and daily training."

Sean: "Okay, boss, did you manage to rescue the person you needed? Do you need me to bring some men over to help?"

Rick: "Not for now, Sean. I'm giving you another task. Once everyone's rested enough, have Morales drive the armed Humvee and take the five guys you've chosen outside to hunt zombies. Make sure there isn't a single living zombie left in the camp. This will be one of the tests for those five, understand?"

Sean: "Okay, boss, I promise to complete the mission."

Having finished speaking

Rick looked at his 1300 points and two ordinary-grade weapon selection boxes, and fell into thought. He wondered what kind of weapon he should exchange these 1300 points for.

However, at that moment, a four-door pickup truck drove towards the Spike Motel where Rick was.