In the apocalypse, my weapons can evolve infinitely.

Jiang Xun began searching the house.

The mother and daughter should have lived alone together, as the lecherous thief found no trace of male presence in the house.

"So what's this supposed to be? A beautiful mother and daughter?"

He muttered something to himself and continued scanning through the piles of incredibly complex items.

It's clear that although the girl doesn't have a father, her mother must love her very much, especially in terms of material needs, which she tries her best to meet.

At least in this secondary bedroom that had been converted into a storage room, Jiang Xun saw many things that she used to like, but which were now being placed there as junk.

"Wow, this bicycle must cost 8000 yuan!"

"Holy crap? This is a Nikon?"

"What's this? DJI?"

Each item constantly challenged Jiang Xun's mental limits, making him feel that different people have different fates.

He was very satisfied with many of the items here, and several of them could be used directly as upgrade parts for later weapons.

So when faced with these things, he would move them without saying a word.

"However, while these things are useful, they still can't solve the immediate problem."

His gaze swept across the room, trying to find something more useful at the moment.

However, at that moment, a dark object suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xun.

This is... a tire inflator?

When Jiang Xun saw this, his pupils contracted. This was exactly what he needed right now.

Now his slingshot can be used for both long-range sniping and long-range observation.

The only drawback is the battery life.

However, if we had this item and used it as an upgrade accessory for our main weapon, the current pumping problem should be solved.

Then there will be no longer the awkward situation of handing over weapons for inspection.

Jiang Xun quickly picked up the items and put them into his spatial storage.

Okay, okay, I wonder if there's anything better here.

Just as Jiang Xun was about to continue searching, a gentle voice came from outside.

"Sir, your slingshot is ready."

Jiang Xun smiled upon hearing this, then opened the door and walked out.

At this moment, the mature woman was still standing not far from Jiang Xun, holding a black slingshot in her hand, and standing respectfully to the side with a slight bow.

Jiang Xun was quite satisfied that there was no scene of someone pointing a slingshot at him.

With a flick of her wrist, the slingshot in the woman's hand vanished instantly.

The next second, the slingshot suddenly reappeared in Jiang Xun's hand.

Although the two were not far apart at this moment, they were still about 3 meters apart.

But the slingshot still abruptly disappeared from the woman's hands and appeared in Jiang Xun's hands.

In fact, Jiang Xun was very familiar with his natal weapon. Not to mention a distance of only 3 meters, even a distance of 300 meters, he could sense the location of his weapon and could recall it to the system at any time and then take it out from the system.

This is the unique privilege of his natal weapon.

The woman was shocked by the bizarre scene before her, but at the same time, she was relieved that she hadn't made any unnecessary movements.

Sure enough, since the other party dared to hand over this powerful weapon to him so recklessly, they must have been completely unprepared.

In the situation just now, even if I were to actually resist, I would probably have taken away my weapon in an instant.

Faced with this, the woman could only become even more respectful.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun quietly walked to the window.

He looked down at the still chaotic zombies below, and raised his hand to draw his bow.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

Without stopping or hesitating, all 10 shots were fired in quick succession.

Ten zombies died on the spot.

After doing all this, Jiang Xun took out a brand new No. 1 battery from his space, because the daily zoom count refreshed by the slingshot had been used up.

But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of batteries now and can recharge them anytime.

The No. 1 battery suddenly disappeared. Jiang Xun, holding a black slingshot, returned to the woman and handed it to her.

"Please, I won't keep asking you for help. 80, I'll just kill another 80 zombies."

After hearing Jiang Xun's words, the woman took the slingshot.

"Sir, there's no need for that. I'm glad I could help you. But are you hungry, sir? Would you like me to cook something?"

Actually, the woman didn't care whether Jiang Xun was hungry or not. All the food in her house had been taken by this man, and now she was just trying to get the food back indirectly.

After hearing what the other person said, Jiang Xun turned to look at the woman in front of him.

Intellectual, gentle, and beautiful.

But beneath these hidden qualities lies resilience, forbearance, and decisiveness.

To be honest, Jiang Xun actually started to admire the woman in front of him.

"Okay, but all the food in your house is snacks, which isn't healthy. Try this instead."

Jiang Xun raised his hand as he spoke.

Two tubes of noodles, a bag of vegetables, and a carton of eggs suddenly appeared in his palm.

This is......

The woman was shocked. How did he do that? Why did he have so many supplies?

Could it be that this apocalypse really will bring about incredible changes in people?

The woman's mind raced, but her expression remained increasingly respectful.

She took the food Jiang Xun handed her and prepared to cook a proper lunch.

Aside from the first few days when the mother and daughter ate normal meals, they ate snacks and junk food for several days afterward.

Seeing this unexpected, normal meal, she felt a surge of joy.

"Excuse me, sir, it's not polite to keep calling you 'sir.' May I ask how you should be addressed?"

"Jiang Xun".

"The flowers and rain are deep in Shupo Pass, and I send my master off to Jiangxun in the rain. What a fine name you have, sir. My name is Fang Yurou. Mr. Jiang, you can call me Xiao Fang or Yurou, it's up to you."

Fang Yurou finished speaking with a smile and then quickly left.

Jiang Xun watched the other person leave, pondered for a moment, and then continued to search for treasures in the storeroom.

In fact, Fang Yurou's initiative to give her name earlier was not without purpose; she was intentionally or unintentionally planting an "anchor" in Jiang Xun's heart.

On the one hand, she is constantly increasing her own weight, whether it is helping the other party to charge their weapons or cooking for them, she is trying her best to demonstrate her own value.

On the other hand, she told the other person her name and then tried to establish communication with them.

This way, you can pull yourself back into the category of "human" in the other person's mind, instead of being seen as "goods" or "supplies."

If someone is a "human being" and the other person really wants to continue raping you, then you will unconsciously feel "disgust" psychologically.

This can greatly curb the other party's bestial nature.

Of course, this is not absolute, but Fang Yurou is still willing to try, to try her best to bring herself to an equal position with the other party.

Of course, her thoughts didn't stop there.

Fang Yurou's bright, beautiful eyes swept over the door of the storage room, and a different thought arose in her mind once again.