While others are struggling to survive and slaying zombies in the apocalypse, I'm hoarding supp

124 and 125 lowered their heads, thinking about how that stinky rat had provoked their master and older brother.

Luo Ning was furious. She knew that these two were already mutated animals, but they were still babies and had no practical combat experience at all.

What if you accidentally get infected by the zombie virus and become disgusting like that mutated zombie rat?

"Who told you to play the hero? If you both get bitten, I'll abandon you."

Luo Ning spoke seriously; these two brats had almost driven her crazy.

Upon hearing Luo Ning's words, 124 and 125 anxiously looked up and nuzzled against her.

"Get out of the way, you're all dirty."

124 and 125 were scolded and wanted to lick the liquid off each other's bodies.

Luo Ning quickly separated them, saying, "Don't lick it, it's poisonous."

45 looked at her, bewildered.

Luo Ning angrily took two bottles of mineral water from the back seat and sprayed them with the zombie liquid to clean them off.

The cat and dog obediently let her handle them.

After washing them clean, Luo Ning took a large towel, wrapped it around them, and tossed them onto the back seat.

123 glanced at her cautiously, then glanced at 45 in the back seat.

"Host, don't be angry. It's all for 123. If it weren't for 123, you wouldn't have to come out and run around. You would still be lying comfortably at home right now."

Luo Ning snorted coldly, "Stop being a green tea b*tch. I'm deducting a week's worth of TV time from them. From now on, you'd better not let them watch any more of those ridiculous, melodramatic TV shows."

Unbeknownst to her, the digital group no longer watches her favorite cartoons; instead, they spend their days watching mindless, melodramatic soap operas or watching Armor Hero with 45.

He dreams of being a great hero and saving the world all day long.

The digital group instantly became excited. "Host, can we discuss this again? It's the two of them who are disobedient. Just deduct their TV time. 1, 2, and 3 are very well-behaved."

"No way! This system is about to disappear, and you're still watching TV?"

123's high spirits plummeted. Yes, if it couldn't rescue the male lead, it would have to leave its host, leave 45, and go somewhere alone.

Luo Ning tapped twice on the bracelet and dialed Old Man Fu's satellite phone.

"Luo girl, is something the matter?"

Mr. Fu was a little puzzled. The satellite bracelet had been sent out a long time ago, and Luo Ning had never contacted him.

Even if he contacts her first, she might not reply.

"Did you encounter any danger while collecting supplies?"

Old Fu's tone was very kind. He assumed that Luo Ning had simply had enough of staying at home and had come out to collect supplies.

"I'm currently in the old city shantytown redevelopment area. There are a lot of zombies here, but also a lot of survivors. Aren't you going to send a rescue team over?"

Luo Ning directly stated that if there were any problems, they should contact the authorities.

As a good citizen in the apocalypse, having encountered so many survivors, she felt it was her responsibility to explain the situation to the authorities.

Upon hearing her location, Old Fu immediately sat up straight.

They certainly knew that the disaster situation in the old city's shantytown redevelopment area was severe, but now the disaster situation is severe everywhere.

The shantytown redevelopment area is too densely populated, and the number of zombies is staggering. They dare not send the rescue team there for the time being.

They can only fly drones over every day to check the situation. After the internet was cut off, they didn't even know where to send water and food. The houses are too densely packed, and they still don't know how many survivors there are.

"You went to the shantytown renovation area alone?" Old Fu asked seriously, then inquired further.

"Are there many survivors? Where are you now? What is the level of the zombies? What is the situation with the mutated animals?"

Mr. Fu raised a long list of questions. The shantytown renovation area was one of their key rescue sites, but they had not yet found a breakthrough.

"There are quite a few zombies, but the most dangerous ones here are the mutated zombie animals. However, I should have already taken care of the most dangerous one. Now you can send some people over to clear out the zombies."

Mutated zombie animals also love fresh flesh and blood; they won't eat zombies unless they can't find fresh flesh and blood.

Luo Ning guessed that the mutated zombie rat from earlier was the most dangerous mutated animal here; the other mutated animals were either eaten by it or were too weak to hide.

The problem now is the sheer number of these zombies; there are just too many of them. Even if you could get headshots one by one, it would be a nightmare.

That would require tens of thousands of bullets.

With hundreds of thousands of zombies, she didn't know when she would be able to break through and find the male protagonist of house number 123.

"Is your male lead still alive?"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Ning asked 123, "With the help of the official rescue team, we should be able to get in soon."

"He can still live," 123 said quietly.

She began to resent the male protagonist for living in this wretched place.

Soon, the sound of helicopters could be heard in the distance, and armored vehicles were also arriving outside.

The group leading the way was Fu Xing's group.

"Goddess, we meet again." Liang Xiao spoke first.

Luo Ning's car blocked the alley entrance, preventing the zombies from coming out.

Fu Xing and his group got out of the car and saw mutated zombie rats not far away, which they estimated to be level three or higher.

The group looked at Luo Ning in shock.

They had gathered all five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, and earth), and they still had to exert all their strength to deal with a level three zombie.

And she, who claimed to have no awakened superpowers, actually killed a mutated zombie rat.

It's important to know that mutated zombie animals are much more difficult to deal with than mutated animals or zombies.

"Did you kill him all by yourself?" Cheng asked incredulously.

"No." Luo Ning shook her head. Those two idiots killed them. Her kill record was the zombies in front of the car.

"Boss, you're too modest. If I had killed a mutated zombie by myself, I would have told the whole safe base." Liang Xiao said obsequiously.

Luo Ning ignored her; she had already said she didn't kill him. She looked directly at Fu Xing.

"There are zombies everywhere in here, and it will take a long time to kill them all. Survivors are scattered all over the place. How are you going to save people?"

"We plan to set up rescue points in four directions: east, west, south, and north. We will gather the zombies and drive them to the center. We will then evacuate the survivors from the four rescue points. Survivors in the central area who can evacuate directly from the rooftop will be evacuated by helicopter. If not, there's nothing we can do," Fu Xing replied.

This old shack area is very large, and protective netting has long been set up around it, so the zombies cannot leave. The safest way to evacuate is from the outer perimeter. However, if all the zombies are lured to the center, then the survivors in the middle will be helpless.

Luo Ning knew this was the best method right now, but the male lead from family 123 just happened to be in the middle of the shantytown, which really made things more difficult for her.

"How do you plan to lure the zombies to the central area?" Luo Ning frowned.

"We're preparing to use drones to carry fresh meat to lure the zombies there."

"How much fresh meat do we need? There are so many zombies, we might not even be able to lure them all over before the meat is all gone."

Luo Ning spoke up instinctively, assuring everyone that she absolutely did not mean to feel sorry for those young men; she was simply stating the facts.

We finally managed to collect some supplies, and now we're just wasting them like this. We might as well give them to her.