Entering the city, Lu Heng bypassed densely populated residential areas, opting for more secluded spots.
The sound of car engines on the road attracted some zombies from nearby.
Lu Heng drove on, ignoring the pursuing zombies.
From the rearview mirror, he could clearly see that the number of zombies chasing him was still within a range he could easily handle.
It was only the first day of the apocalypse, and these zombies moved quite slowly during the day.
Lu Heng's car performed exceptionally well. Although new zombies continuously joined the chase, many were left behind, wandering aimlessly after being outrun by the car.
Lu Heng drove on, a mad dash. For the zombies running towards him, he chose to ram them directly, continuing forward with their bodies under his tires.
An off-road vehicle like this was indeed more convenient in the apocalypse.
In his previous life, he had seen people driving similar vehicles; their massive tires crushed zombies effortlessly.
The immense horsepower allowed the car to outrun zombies on clear roads, leaving them far behind.
Zombies run over by the car, as long as their heads weren't crushed, wouldn't die completely.
Even with broken limbs, they would struggle and crawl on the ground, wriggling.
Given a chance, they would deliver a fatal bite when humans let their guard down.
Lu Heng didn't bother checking the crushed zombies on the road for crystals.
This was because their appearance was probabilistic; not every zombie contained one.
He couldn't afford to waste time on these scattered zombies now.
If he wanted to acquire more crystals, he could simply find a place with a dense concentration of zombies and harvest them.
Without stopping, Lu Heng took a slightly longer route, driving to the largest police station in the city.
The main gate of the police station was closed. It was likely that no one had arrived for work yet. Zombies had already appeared, so the gates remained shut. Only a small side door for pedestrians was open.
Lu Heng waited outside the compound for a while. The trailing zombies and those from the surrounding areas, hearing the car engine, gradually gravitated towards him.
Lu Heng didn't stop. Similar to his experience in the cold storage, he drove in circles on the road outside.
Once the zombies had gathered, Lu Heng slammed on the accelerator, creating distance from them, then executed a drift, turning the car around.
Lu Heng looked at the group of zombies in the distance, a slight smile gracing his lips.
He floored the accelerator, driving the car at full speed towards the zombie horde.
It felt like playing bowling in his previous life. The car sped towards the zombies, some of whom were sent flying several meters by the impact, only to get up and crawl towards the car again if not killed outright.
After operating like this for a considerable time, Lu Heng finally managed to knock down all the surrounding zombies.
Some zombies, not completely dead, had their bones cracked from the impact and were unable to stand, only able to wriggle on the ground.
Lu Heng parked the car in the middle of the road, grabbed his long saber, and got out to collect crystals from the zombies' bodies.
Lu Heng had already taken out his long saber while in the car. He feared there might be survivors in the surrounding buildings.
If those survivors saw him conjure a weapon out of thin air, they would surely become greedy.
After all, explaining his spatial abilities to ordinary people was difficult at this time.
Although in the years of the apocalypse, some people did create items with spatial storage.
However, he believed that at this moment, no one would know about the existence of such a heaven-defying item as spatial storage.
Carrying his long saber, Lu Heng proceeded to sever the heads of the zombies one by one.
For those with crystals, he would wave his hand and absorb the crystals into his space.
From a distance, people would only see Lu Heng swinging his saber and cutting down zombies.
The crystals themselves would only emit a faint glow when first exposed to the air.
As long as he was fast enough, he figured, people wouldn't notice anything unusual.
One cut per zombie, Lu Heng was like slicing through melons, quickly processing all the surrounding zombies.
Those not completely dead were thoroughly finished off with a single strike from Lu Heng.
His consciousness delved into his space. Lu Heng counted; he was quite lucky this time, collecting over fifty crystals.
It was likely that some time had passed since the zombies first appeared, and the probability of crystals appearing had increased significantly.
Wiping his saber on a zombie's body, Lu Heng noticed that some zombies still had relatively intact clothing, which was indeed useful for cleaning his blade.
With his saber in hand, Lu Heng walked towards the guardhouse through the small door of the police station, popping crystals into his mouth as he went.
He needed to consume two hundred more of these to level up again. He didn't hoard them, eating them whenever he acquired them.
However, he did keep count when eating, as his brain would experience a brief headache during each level-up.
A headache during combat would affect his performance.
It could be fatal when facing high-level zombies.
There should be a controller to open the main gate there. The city still had electricity and water.
Basic public services were still functional.
This was also why, after the apocalypse descended, many people chose to stay home and wait for rescue.
In his previous life, he had done the same.
Thus, he missed the initial opportunities for advancement and later always lagged behind others, only able to play a minor role.
Searching the guardhouse, he indeed found a small remote control on the ground.
Lu Heng's hospital also had such gates installed. He had seen the guards operating them when chatting with them at the entrance in the past.
Operating the remote control, Lu Heng opened the main gate of the police station compound.
Returning to his car, Lu Heng drove into the compound.
The commotion he had caused was significant. No zombies had run out of the police station at that time; it was likely that the on-duty personnel were all inside the building.
Parking at the entrance of the building, Lu Heng took out his car keys.
He had no idea if there were any survivors nearby. If someone came out and took his car, it would be troublesome.
After all, conjuring a car out of thin air was too conspicuous.
After locking the car doors, Lu Heng finally entered the building with his long saber.
The police station building's main doors were tightly shut. Lu Heng tried pushing them, but they wouldn't budge.
Hesitating for a moment, Lu Heng kicked the main door.
Using a firearm in the city was inconvenient at this moment, let alone inside a police station.
If he encountered a surviving police officer and was mistaken for a robber, it would be a significant loss.
Lu Heng hadn't expected to kick the door open with a single kick. Staring at the two doors swinging back and forth before him, he was stunned for half a second.
Had his strength increased so much?
The sound of the door being kicked open was quite loud. Standing in the first-floor lobby of the police station, Lu Heng heard the sound of footsteps dragging on the ground approaching the entrance.
Lu Heng raised his long saber, his gaze fixed on the two exits in the lobby.