In the apocalypse, my weapons can evolve infinitely.

After entering the room, Jiang Xun quickly closed the door and then immediately used his body to block it.

Then he heard the sounds of countless zombies surging in and tearing and gnawing coming from outside.

The clicking sounds continued.

It sent chills down your spine.

Jiang Xun leaned tightly against the door, a smile of relief spreading across his face.

This battle was the most dangerous one he had faced since the apocalypse began, because he had to confront not only the ever-present threat of zombies, but also the overwhelming malice of humanity.

However, the advantage was that he not only greatly improved his "shooting" skills in the critical moment, but also successfully killed all those who had extremely strong malice towards him, and successfully completed the system mission.

Jiang Xun slowly raised his still trembling right hand and tried to recall the feeling.

He did have a strong reaction when he first took someone's life; he felt nauseous, fearful, terrified, and panicked.

However, these emotions were fleeting, given the looming dangers outside the door.

There was other malicious intent at play, so before these negative emotions could even erupt,

He then threw himself back into the battle.

At this moment, Jiang Xun no longer had many negative emotions about the murder.

He smiled faintly and shook his head, banishing the last trace of negative emotions from his mind. Then he opened the system and checked the rewards for this mission again.

[Ding, congratulations host for completing the mission. Mission rewards: Weapon upgrade *1, Survival supplies 1m³]

[Storage space detected in the host. You may now choose to place survival supplies into the space or directly into reality.]

Seeing this, Jiang Xun chose to put the supplies directly into his spatial storage.

As the entry disappeared, his 10m³ space, which had been empty even after containing all his "belongings," suddenly became filled with a large amount of supplies.

The 1m³ of material refers to the volume occupied by the material itself excluding air, but visually it is much more than just one m³.

It includes rice, noodles, vegetables, eggs, and meat, although the proportions are not large, but it is comprehensive.

Jiang Xun searched for a long time among the numerous supplies and finally found what he had been longing for.

A large bag of "noodles," containing a full 20 tubes.

This is a great thing! If you're eating it all by yourself, one tube of noodles can last you for a maximum of 7 days, and 20 tubes would last for 140 days.

Of course, this is the extreme case, and in reality it is far from enough, especially since Jiang Xun needs a lot of strength at this moment.

If other people are included, this time will be further shortened.

Even so, this thing was a unique and divine artifact in his eyes.

Furthermore, he also has other food in his space. In other words, this 1m³ supply of materials has solved his most pressing food problem.

Then there's the issue of weapon upgrades.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xun looked up at Yang Xiaoai, the only remaining woman in the Tang family.

After letting Jiang Xun in, she ran away. At this moment, she was curled up by the window in the living room, hugging her bent legs tightly with her hands.

Then her jet-black hair fell down, covering most of her face.

She was trembling; she was afraid.

But that's understandable; anyone would be afraid of someone who had just killed three people.

That's normal, but we don't know what she's thinking yet, so it's best not to let her know some of my secrets.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Xun pretended to take something out of his coat, and a tube of noodles instantly appeared in his hand.

Jiang Xun took the noodles and slid them from the floor to a spot not far from the woman.

Yang Xiaoai was startled when she saw the other person's actions, but even so, she still covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound.

After sliding the noodles over, Jiang Xun slowly got up and carefully walked towards the master bedroom.

Throughout the process, his gaze remained fixed on the woman.

She was trembling, and the trembling was becoming more and more violent.

However, the other party did not shout or run away frantically.

In the end, Jiang Xun entered the master bedroom without any major incident and then closed the door.

After a long while, Yang Xiaoai finally lifted her gaze shakily from her hair, looking towards the master bedroom, towards the place that caused her so much pain.

Looking at the tightly closed door,

She then looked away and her gaze returned to the object that had slid towards her earlier.

That's... a tube of noodles?

Food? What is he doing? Is he asking me to cook for him? Or is this food for himself?

No... No way, in this day and age, who would give something like this to another person so casually? You know, a tube of noodles, if eaten sparingly, would be enough for her to eat for 10 days.

This is a full 10 days' worth of rations. How could he give it to me so easily?

Despite thinking this, Yang Xiaoai's mouth still involuntarily began to water.

She was so hungry, she was really starving. She didn't want to drink the bone meal soup anymore; she wanted to eat real food.

Even just a little bit, no, no, even just a bite.

Yang Xiaoai carefully picked up the bowl of noodles lying on the ground and hugged it tightly to her chest.

It was as if this were the most precious treasure in the world.

When Jiang Xun arrived at the master bedroom, he was greeted by cigarette butts scattered all over the floor and a messy bed.

His gaze swept across the bed and he noticed that although the blankets were messy, they weren't dirty, probably because someone in the family washes them regularly.

As for cigarette butts...

Jiang Xun didn't delve any further. He picked up a broom and swept all the cigarette butts on the ground into the trash can. Then, he casually put the original bed sheets, blankets, and pillows into his spatial storage.

After doing all this, he put his own sheets and blankets on the bed.

That way he can sleep here without any psychological barriers.

After sitting on the bed, Jiang Xun casually took out a sausage from the system and started eating it.

Having expended so much energy, the strength restored by that bowl of instant noodles had been almost entirely depleted, so he urgently needed to recover his strength again.

While eating a sausage, he took stock of the accessories in his space that were suitable for weapon upgrades.

"Dashcam", "Electric Drill", "iPad"

These three are all currently in my own space and are compatible with weapon upgrades.

Actually, the accessory that better suits Jiang Xun's upgrade wishes is an "air nail gun," but those are tools that only professional decorators have, and an ordinary person like him wouldn't have such professional equipment.

So we can only settle for the next best thing.

A "dashcam" should provide the user with the ability to observe and see within their vehicle.

The "tool drill" should be able to increase the destructive power of one's main weapon.

What can an iPad, a tablet, bring to one's weapon? Detailed display of weapon parameters?

He wasn't sure what the tablet could do, but all three of these things used electricity, and he didn't know how to solve the power issue after the upgrade.

This plunged Jiang Xun into distress once again.

While he was still racking his brains over how to upgrade his weapon using that accessory

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the master bedroom door.