Zhang Chen gently opened the police car door.
In the glove compartment of the passenger seat, he found two pairs of handcuffs and a walkie-talkie.
On the passenger seat, there was a fast-food container.
He didn't know what was inside.
Now it was covered with all sorts of colorful mold.
A large, furry mass that made him feel sick.
This thing was definitely worthless!
Zhang Chen searched around again, but found nothing else!
Let's check the trunk!
Zhang Chen walked to the trunk and lifted it gently.
Inside lay a shotgun, and next to it, two boxes of shotgun shells!
Good heavens, this was heavy weaponry!
Although he was only facing ordinary zombies now.
But who knew if there were any mutated zombies in this world?
At close range, a shotgun could turn a zombie into a sieve.
If it was a headshot, the lethality would be doubled!
This was a huge windfall!
Zhang Chen quickly took out the police baton from his backpack and stuffed it into the large bag containing the shotgun.
He stored the shotgun and shells in his storage ring.
Good things were stored in the ring to prevent loss.
The police baton and such were not valuable.
There were too many things, it seemed he had to go home first before going to the supermarket!
Now that he had a pistol and a shotgun, Zhang Chen felt much more confident in his actions!
Back home, Zhang Chen put away all the items from his spatial storage, except for the two guns and the ammunition.
He stored the rest of the items at home.
Then he turned on the gas and took out the frozen meat from the refrigerator.
He defrosted it with the microwave and cut two thick slices.
He put some soy sauce and pepper in the pan and started frying.
Cooking raw meat was too demanding, requiring fire, oil, a pan, seasonings... all sorts of things...
It was fine as long as there was electricity.
If the power went out, eating this frozen meat would be very troublesome.
Unlike canned lunch meat, which could be eaten anytime by just opening the can!
So Zhang Chen decided to eat these less easily cooked ingredients first!
He watched the red meat slices sizzle in the pan.
The aroma of the meat mixed with the seasonings, spread out through the range hood's vent and out the window.
It slowly drifted into a window of an apartment in Building 5.
On the landing of the third floor of Building 5, sat two men wearing undershirts, with fine tribal tattoos on their arms.
One was tall and thin, the other short and stout.
The tall, thin man's nose twitched. He took a deep breath and swallowed. "Brother... smell that, I think I smell meat!"
"It smells like someone's frying meat... and it smells like beef... *slurp*!"
"Damn, that's luxurious. To be able to eat meat in this situation!"
The short, stout man sniffed, but smelled nothing.
The air was filled with dust and the smell of canned lunch meat.
"You must be starving, boy. Where's this smell of fried meat coming from?"
"Besides, it's the apocalypse now!"
"Do you see any meat being sold in the auction trade?"
"It's good enough to have canned lunch meat!"
As he spoke, he dug out a large chunk of canned lunch meat with his finger, stuffed it into his mouth, and handed the remaining 1/3 to the tall, thin man.
"Come to think of it... you're probably right!"
"It's probably just that I'm too craving meat..."
The latter didn't hesitate and devoured it in three bites.
"That..."
At this moment, a woman crouching in the corner of the stairs spoke.
She was the woman in the low-cut top who had been stuck on the rain gutter yesterday.
Now her hair was messy, her clothes disheveled, and she was curled up in the corner.
She watched the two men greedily share her food and water, daring not to speak out of anger.
"What? What do you want?"
The short, stout man glanced at the woman and asked.
"I... I haven't eaten yet..."
"Didn't you say you'd save some for me..."
The woman licked her chapped lips and said in a hoarse voice.
"Tch, how dare you! This is the price for us saving you!"
"If it weren't for us, you wouldn't have made it through the night!"
"You should be thanking us!"
The short, stout man said with a cold snort.
"But... but to repay you..."
"You already... with me yesterday..."
"You can't just benefit yourselves, can you..."
The woman protested weakly.
"What? Were only we two brothers happy yesterday?"
"Weren't you happy too?"
"Besides, yesterday was compensation for us saving you from the rain gutter!"
"You said yourself, you'd do anything if we saved you!"
"Today's lunch meat is compensation for us taking you in for the night and not kicking you out!"
"There are zombies everywhere outside. Without this sturdy unit door, could you have survived the night safely?"
"You probably would have become food for the zombies already!"
The short, stout man said fiercely.
He and the tall, thin man knew each other, and coincidentally, both appeared in the same apartment building.
When the game started, the zombies in the room were in a static state.
In their panic, they grabbed kitchen knives and ran out of the room.
After coming out, they cleverly closed the door!
This way, the zombies were indeed trapped inside and couldn't get out.
But they were also trapped in the stairwell, sleeping on the cold ground all night.
Yesterday, they rescued the woman because they lusted after her.
Now that food and water were scarce, they saw the woman as a burden.
So their attitude naturally wasn't good.
"Brother, we even ate this girl's lunch meat and water!"
"Now we really have no food or water left!"
"If we don't find some food soon... we'll all starve to death here!"
The tall, thin man said with a pained expression.
"It's okay, I've already thought of a solution!"
"Look over there!"
The short, stout man pointed out the window.
Building 5 was adjacent to the roadside.
From here, they could directly see the small plaza at the main entrance of the residential area.
On both sides of the plaza were a small supermarket and a bun shop.
"See that? A restaurant, a supermarket, there must be food inside!"
"As long as we can get there, food won't be a problem!"
The short, stout man said confidently.
"But... so many zombies... how can the two of us get there?"
The tall, thin man asked with a worried look.
These zombies were all ferocious, running like they didn't care about their lives.
As long as they were bitten or scratched, they would turn into zombies!
Even fighting a zombie one-on-one, he had no confidence...
Let alone so many?!
"Going out would be like sending ourselves to death..."
"Don't worry, I've already thought of a strategy!"
The short, stout man smiled mysteriously and then his gaze fell upon the woman...