In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

The two of them worked together to drag the zombie into the hall.

Before it could react, one person quickly stepped on the zombie's shoulder, firmly restraining it.

With the magazine leg wraps providing protection, the zombies that were shaking their heads from side to side and going berserk were nothing more than gnawing on bits of paper.

Xu Shuai showed no pity whatsoever. He thrust and stirred forcefully, his movements simple and swift.

In no more than twenty seconds, he easily and effortlessly took down a zombie.

Then, following the same method, in just ten minutes, one by one, the zombies wandering outside the car were ensnared by ropes.

The opulent villa hall was littered with zombie corpses lying haphazardly on the floor.

Ye Ziming, whose back and knees were aching, ignored the stench that was right next to him, found an empty spot, and plopped down on the ground: "Old Xu, you're really something, this method is brilliant!"

"If you take appropriate precautions, there's nothing to be afraid of; it just looks disgusting."

Xu Shuai smiled, picked up the watermelon knife with its worn blade and broken tip, and carefully counted the pieces.

After this battle, Ye Ziming was full of confidence.

So it seems there's nothing to be afraid of about zombies.

As long as we take proper precautions, we can cut off their means of scratching and biting.

In actual combat, zombies that have lost the aid of human intelligence are at best just stronger wild dogs.

At this moment, Xu Shuai, who was counting, had a serious expression and sharp eyes as he scanned the faces of these zombies one by one.

Something seemed wrong. Of the fifteen people who came, one, Wang Qing, had escaped, and two of his underlings were still in the Wuling van, their fates unknown.

Logically, there should be twelve corpses.

Xu Shuai counted again and again, and there were only 11 zombies lying in the huge hall. Where was the other one?

Ye Ziming, who had just taken a short rest, noticed the unusual situation and got up as well.

Not far away, Yang Kexin was carrying two plates, standing on tiptoe, and cautiously looking over.

Seeing his good brother's somber expression, Ye Ziming's heart skipped a beat. Could he have been infected?

"Old Xu, what happened to you? Did you get scratched?"

As he spoke, he reached out and began to search Xu Shuai's surroundings. His restless hands had just brushed past Xu Shuai's shoulder when the latter grabbed them.

"The number of zombies is off; there's one missing."

"You noticed all that?" Ye Ziming stared with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, counting them off one by one.

He was a military general, not good at observing details, but he firmly believed in what Marshal Xu said.

At that moment, a green light suddenly flashed through Xu Shuai's mind—it was that special zombie that had come back from the dead.

"Ye Zi, split up and search, focusing on the zombies' faces, and see if there are any zombies with special green, fungus-like skin."

"Okay..." Ye Ziming nodded, then turned around to look for them, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his face stiffened: "Old Xu, with your brutal commands, I'm afraid only a forensic doctor can see their faces clearly."

These remarks made Xu Shuai's cheeks burn, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

As a precaution, the two of them worked together to blow the heads off the zombies one by one and completely disrupt their central nervous system. He then suggested that Ye Ziming use a baseball bat to smash the heads off the already dead zombies one by one again to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Now it seems that his idea was correct, but Ye Ziming acted a little too quickly. Looking at the unrecognizable zombie faces and the dark green blood splattered all over the ground.

Well, this is indeed a bit too difficult, so Xu Shuai announced that he was giving up on this endeavor.

With ten minutes left in the break, Xu Shuai looked at the mess in the hall and immediately waved his hand: "Ye Zi, grit your teeth and throw all these zombies out before you rest."

"Okay."

Ye Ziming, who was still panting and his breathing was not yet steady, set off quickly without any hesitation.

The mysteriously missing zombie was like a sharp thorn, deeply embedded in Xu Shuai's heart.

Upon opening the security door again, Xu Shuai dared not be careless in the slightest, cautiously peering around.

The moonlight was like water, still and silent, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Only after Ye Ziming got into the van and released the handbrake did he reach out and rest his hand on the car window.

Pushing a cart on flat ground doesn't require much effort.

In less than five minutes, Xu Shuai and his companion dragged the zombie corpse out of the villa and stuffed it into the black van.

......

In the villa courtyard, Ye Ziming looked furious. The baseball bats, which had been cleaned and wiped, were neatly stacked in a pile, with two plates of exquisitely designed sandwiches placed next to them.

Although he was starving, he had no appetite for the food.

Just now, after finishing the dirty and tiring work and repeatedly inspecting the surroundings to confirm that it was safe, Ye Ziming originally wanted to take a shower first, and then elegantly enjoy the late-night snack made by the goddess.

No sooner had he stepped out of the door than Xu Shuai slammed it shut, preventing anyone from approaching.

"Old Xu, don't you have any conscience? I just wanted to take a shower, what did I do wrong?"

"We'll wash them the same way later." Xu Shuai replied dismissively, "Besides, we have more important work to do later."

"I give up. What about her? She's the head of the household, why won't you let her in? You could at least put on an extra layer of clothing."

Noticing Xu Shuai's gaze, Yang Kexin smiled slightly, crossed her arms, and said with a smile, "It's alright, just a bit of fresh air, I have no objection."

She already had a definite guess about Xu Shuai's sudden tough move.

Xu Shuai gave an apologetic smile. What could he do? He was helpless too. During the transformation process, no living creatures were allowed in the area, otherwise irreversible changes would occur.

For safety reasons, he had to be forceful in his actions and tough in his attitude.

[Renovation time 00:59:56]

There was still an hour left for the renovation. It was 11 p.m., and a cool breeze was blowing. After a while, you could feel a noticeable coolness.

A slight cold shouldn't be a problem, right? Xu Shuai turned around and looked at the southeast corner of the courtyard, where three small piles of herbs were neatly stacked.

Those were supplies that Yang Kexin had purchased in advance, including food and daily necessities, but none of them arrived.

On the contrary, all kinds of medicines, from cold medicine to quick-acting heart medicine, stomach medicine, painkillers, vitamins, etc., were all stacked together in boxes.

"These things must have cost you a lot of money." Xu Shuai opened a medicine box, looked at the medicines that had just been produced half a month ago, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Could it be that you big stars actually have some special information channels?" Ye Ziming added, full of conspiracy theories.

Both he and Xu Shuai had some zombie blood on them, and the magazine armor they wore for protection had been removed, but there was always a faint stench about them.

Therefore, the two of them tacitly maintained a distance of more than two meters from Yang Kexin.

"Most of the supplies were bought with loans, so I had to take advantage of the situation at least once," Yang Kexin said with a smile.

She took a deep breath and said in a serious tone, "There are no special channels. It's just hearsay and gambling with money for peace of mind."

Yang Kexin did not give a direct answer, and Xu Shuai and the other person tacitly did not continue to ask.

Sensing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Yang Kexin playfully said, "Xu Shuai, I'm transferring the two million I promised you to you now. You two can't go back on your word, okay?"