"Senior, the crystal nucleus in the zombie's head seems to be easier to come out today than yesterday!" Fang Hao stirred the zombie's head with excitement, and took out a crystal nucleus with a brilliant expression. I didn't realize how horrifying this move was - thanks to the masks on their faces, people in the distance couldn't see the bright smile on his face.
He Zi nodded his head: "Maybe it has something to do with the length of time it took to become a zombie?" Anyway, most of the junior zombies have this thing in their minds.
The two walked in through the side door of the gas station and went straight to the yard behind where the gas canisters were placed. A few zombies were brought down on the road - the staff on duty here seemed to forget to close the door when they escaped yesterday. The two finally found the gas canisters.
Today, with piped gas everywhere, canned gas is still very popular. Residents who do business in mobile stalls, rented houses that are not connected to natural gas, and residents of bungalows around the urban area that are not connected to natural gas need to replace gas tanks every month. In the yard, there are all kinds of gas tanks of different sizes, large and small.
The two flipped their weights to see if they were full, while He Zizhong threw the full gas tank into the space.
After cleaning up the gas tanks in the yard, the two found a large room, in addition to some empty tanks, there were devices filled with liquefied gas. After researching for a while, the two of them switched to rushing one to the other, and after about two hours, the place was completely swept away.
After leaving the gas company, we drove to the clothing city. Along the way, there were more people who dared to go out than the previous day, but most of them were hurriedly avoiding the zombies on the streets to find food. Most of the people's targets are supermarkets, food stores, and even pharmacies. The clothing city is empty, and only a few zombies are slowly wandering on each floor.
Since there were no outsiders, He Zizhong was no longer polite, and passed by layer by layer, not to mention men's clothes, even women's and children's clothes.
The result of being able to let go and collect things is that even some small stores will be accidentally put into the space.
After making a big circle on several floors, the two went downstairs from the safe passage. Fang Hao took the binoculars to observe the situation outside, and He Zizhong took the opportunity to drink a few sips of space water to recover from the symptoms of dizziness due to excessive mental energy consumption.
"Senior, there are about twenty or thirty zombies on the street. Shall we go to the supermarket to check the situation?"
The nearest large supermarket is about two intersections and about 200 to 300 meters away from here. If you drive, it is expected to be only five minutes away, but people near the supermarket are probably more concentrated...
"Go to the pharmacy at the intersection." He Zizhong observed the environment with a telescope and made a final decision.
Before the end of the world, every time he went out and passed by a pharmacy, he would always try to buy some commonly used medicines, but even so, the quantity did not accumulate too much. Especially all kinds of prescription drugs should not be bought too much at one time. Since it is decided to leave F city in a day or two, it is better to collect more of these things along the way.
He remembered that before he was hunted down, the price of a piece of cold medicine in City A had risen to the point where it could be exchanged for three-day rations. Moreover, almost no one who has the medicine is willing to sell it.
Touching his chin, he knew that there was a large pharmaceutical factory in the suburbs of F, but it was just a detour. Would you like to take a detour there
The two seized the time and took the opportunity to run to the car, knocking down the two wandering zombies, not daring to fight, He Zizhong threw the heads of the two zombies into the space, but unexpectedly found that in the space where the heads entered the space. In an instant, a subtle bright light floated out of the head...
Can the zombies thrown directly into the space be absorbed by the space itself without opening the skull? Wouldn't it be easier after that
He threw away the two heads and opened the car door: "Space can absorb that thing directly from the zombie's head, so we don't need to open the skull in the future."
Fang Hao's eyes widened in surprise: "This is so convenient!"
He Zi nodded his head. When he collects things in space, he must touch the things themselves, but he can use media, such as gloves, such as weapons.
Unfortunately, it would be better if it could be extracted from the air.
The two started the car and quickly drove towards the pharmacy. They arrived at the door of the pharmacy within a few minutes.
Parking, continuing to bring down the zombies, collecting the zombies, and throwing out the zombies that have lost their crystal cores, the whole set of actions is done in one go, and the speed is so fast that even if someone nearby may not be able to see clearly, maybe they will think they are dazzled.
The two did not enter through the door of the pharmacy, but climbed into the window of the pharmacy. There was a sound of exclamation and the sound of hitting the shelves—there was someone inside.
Encountering survivors is common in the early days of the apocalypse. He Zizhong looked at the men and women holding various strange weapons in the pharmacy. There were about seven or eight people here.
Those people were startled at first, and then they saw that the person who climbed in was a human and not a zombie, so they breathed a sigh of relief.
The shelves are a bit cluttered, and a lot of medicines are missing. Most of those people are gathered together now, and there are still many plastic bags in the corner where they are. Look at the logo printed on it - it's the supermarket that He Zizhong and the others were planning to go to not far away.
Cold medicine, anti-inflammatory drugs, and Band-Aids on the shelves were all clean, and there was nothing left. He Zi raised his eyebrows, walked to a position where the other party couldn't see it, squatted down, and opened the small cabinet below. Sure enough, it was full of all kinds of medicines.
The cabinets were quietly swept away by He Zizhong, and Fang Hao stood aside to cover him, making those people think they were just picking out all kinds of medicines on the shelves.
The sound of passing cars, crashing, and screams could be heard from time to time on the road outside.
He Zizhong collected some medicines and went around to the back room. Rows of wooden lattices are placed with various Chinese herbal medicines. Some small drawers were pulled out or simply fell on the ground, and various medicinal materials were scattered all over the place.
He Zizhong didn't move the things here, and turned to a room next to him. This is the staff lounge, and there is a door inside.
Sure enough - "Warehouse."
Fang Hao blinked at him, motioning him to go in to collect things, and he was sentry outside.
He Zizhong kindly went in and turned around, so the inside was empty...
"Let's go out of the city today? Or tomorrow?" Walking out of the warehouse, he glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
"It's okay... Can't find a place to rest halfway?" Fang Hao thought about it and asked, He Zizhong's space is not suitable for entering and exiting in places that are easy to be found, and camping in an open place is better than a relative Privacy and seclusion in a small room.
A commotion came from outside, and the two hurried out.
Several people hurried into the pharmacy and found the original person in the pharmacy, both sides were shocked.
Three of the people in the later wave turned around and tried their best to close the door and pull down the roller blinds...
"Squeak, squeak", this is the zombie scratching the door. "Crash, crash", this is the zombie shaking the door. "Ha, ha..." This... Don't ask, this is the sound of zombies surrounding the gate.
He Zizhong and Fang Hao looked at each other helplessly, and it seemed that the door was blocked.
The two walked to the window that they climbed in before. Fortunately, the street on the side has not been blocked, but the zombies can already be seen slowly gathering here.
"Let's go!" He Zizhong made a quick decision, put his hands on the window, jumped out, and turned to pick up Fang Hao who was following behind.
The group of people who came here first in the room were staring at them indignantly because the latecomers had attracted zombies, while the latecomers mostly focused their attention outside the door. Nervous breath.
A few people rolled their eyes after seeing He Zizhong leaving the window and quietly walked to the window.
Opening the door, the two quickly got into the car, started the accelerator, and drove out. The group of people that followed seemed to have also escaped from the supermarket. The zombies one after another pulled out a long string from the supermarket and were slowly gathering here.
The sound of the car attracted some zombies to move. But at this time, a "crashing" sound suddenly came from the pharmacy, attracting the attention of most of the zombies.
He Zizhong drove quickly away from this place where the zombies were gathering more and more. When their car turned to the big intersection, another car came behind.
When people are too flustered, they will always subconsciously follow others, even though others may not know which option is the best.
Therefore, He Zizhong and the two were very depressed to find that after a while, a string of "tails" followed behind them. Some of them accidentally followed while escaping on the road, and some heard the sound of an engine on the road and just wanted to escape, so they followed.
What makes them vomit blood is that at this time, when people see only one or two cars passing by on the road, they will not want to keep up, but if they find that another motorcade passes by, people who want to escape will hear the wind.
"...Senior, what should I do?" Fang Hao looked at the rearview mirror speechlessly.
"Out of the city." He originally wanted to find a place to rest in the city for the night, but now there are so many cars following behind him. In case this group of people follow stupidly, he will stop and they will stop and wake up. , the outside will definitely be surrounded by zombies!
Fang Hao puffed out his mouth in anger, it was all the idiots behind! Why are you following us? !
A car in front drove desperately, followed by a group of cars behind, and further behind, there were zombies stretching their necks and staring, followed by "Ow Ow" in their mouths.
In this scene, there is even a hint of joy in the horror.
He Zi glanced at the fuel gauge again. Fortunately, the fuel in the fuel tank did not consume much. If there is no accident, it should be able to support City A. Now, he is very grateful that the city where he has lived since childhood is not far from City A.
The two drove all the way to the highway outside the city, hitting several zombies wandering on the road from time to time, and they had to avoid the wreckage of vehicles scattered on the road along the way.
From time to time, there will be a few screams on both sides of the street, that is, some survivors who have ventured out to find food have encountered misfortune.
He Zi was fortunate in Chongqing that the route he chose happened to be a relatively remote road, and there were not many cluttered obstacles on the street. Therefore, it was relatively smooth to leave the city.
At the entrance of the expressway, no one was alive for a long time, and several lifting poles blocking the road had long been opened and broken. On the contrary, there were a few cars. For some reason, one end was directly installed in the small room of the toll booth. There were several toll gates. Several zombies were wandering aimlessly there.
He Zi re-selected a mouth that was not blocked and rushed over, and the inexplicable tails at the back also rushed out very rudely.