Building a skyscraper to survive, all the female colleagues in the company begged me to carry them.

The four split up and acted separately.

The outcome is not very optimistic.

Most of the shelves were empty.

Of the remaining items, almost everything in the food section was expired.

Expired canned food, expired instant noodles, expired biscuits...

"This canned food expires in three months." Su Qing held up a can.

"Take it," Huang Tang said. "It's better to go bad than to starve to death."

After searching around, the group managed to gather a dozen or so kilograms of edible food.

Cai Lin found some toothpaste, soap, and toilet paper in the daily necessities section and put them all into her backpack.

Jiang Jing'an ran over carrying several pieces of clothing: "Brother Huang Tang, look what I found!"

Huang Tang took a look and saw several normal sets of clothes.

T-shirts, jeans, sportswear.

"Finally, things are back to normal." Chae Rim breathed a sigh of relief.

We can't expect everyone to keep giving Huang Tang benefits!

This lecherous man!

Huang Tang was speechless. Jiang Jing'an was quite proactive in looking for clothes!

Are you plotting something...?

Jiang Jing'an's inner thoughts:

"Once all my female colleagues at the company wear normal clothes, Huang Tang will probably only look at me, right...hehe..."

After leaving the supermarket, the four of them browsed the clothing section on the first floor.

Huang Tang also grabbed a few pairs of sneakers.

"Where to next?" Chae Rim asked.

Huang Tang looked across the mall.

A three-story building with a sign hanging at the entrance.

Fuyai District Public Security Bureau

"The police station," he said. "We need weapons."

"Weapons?" Su Qing was stunned. "But aren't zombies not attacking us?"

"Just because zombies aren't attacking doesn't mean other players won't attack," Huang Tang said seriously, looking at her. "In this game, the most dangerous thing is never the monsters, but people."

Su Qing fell silent.

The four people walked out of the mall.

Hordes of zombies still roamed the streets, but they ignored them and swaggered past them.

A zombie nearly bumped into Cai Lin, and she instinctively shrank back, but the zombie just brushed past her and continued to wobble forward.

Chae Rim took a deep breath and followed Huang Tang's footsteps.

The police station doors were wide open.

The place was in complete disarray, with documents scattered all over the floor and several skeletons lying on the ground, dressed in police uniforms.

Huang Tang bypassed the skeletons and headed straight for the equipment room at the back.

The door was locked.

He raised his foot and kicked it away.

Behind the door was a small room with several guns hanging on the wall and ammunition stored in a cabinet.

"It's a hit!" Huang Tang's eyes lit up.

He took inventory.

Five police pistols, six police batons, three riot shields, and several boxes of ammunition.

"One for each of you." He handed the pistols to the three women. "Do you know how to use them?"

The three shook their heads.

Huang Tang demonstrated it once.

Load, aim, fire.

Although it was his first time handling a real gun, he was a ten-year veteran of CrossFire!

"Remember, you can only make a call with your insurance on. Call someone, not your own people."

Chae Rim gripped the gun, her palms slightly sweaty.

The most dangerous thing she had ever touched in her life was a paper cutter.

He has a gun in his hand now.

"Don't be nervous." Huang Tang patted her shoulder. "You'll get used to it after using it a few more times."

He stored the remaining guns and ammunition into his system space, and also took two riot shields.

As they walked out of the police station, the four men stood at the entrance.

The sun shines on my body, feeling warm and cozy.

The zombies still roamed the streets, ignoring them.

"We still have time, where should we go next?" Jiang Jing'an asked.

Huang Tang didn't rush to answer, but instead walked around the police station again.

Pushing open the door to an office, you see a huge city map hanging on the wall, marked with various symbols in red and blue pens.

His eyes fell on a spot in the eastern suburbs.

[East Suburbs Meat Processing Plant]

"Meat," Huang Tang said. "We're short of meat."

"No meat?" Su Qing was taken aback. "Don't we have food? Self-heating hot pot, chocolate, beef jerky..."

"Those are snacks," Huang Tang said, pointing to the map. "Meat is protein, a source of energy. And think about how much meat is in the cold storage of meat processing plants?"

Cai Lin's eyes lit up: "If it's a large processing plant, there could be tens or even hundreds of tons of meat in the cold storage."

"Enough for us to eat for several years," Huang Tang laughed. "Let's go to the eastern suburbs."

The four men walked out of the police station and found a pickup truck with its door open and the key still in the ignition on the side of the road.

Huang Tang gave it a try, and the engine roared to life.

"Get on the bus!"

The pickup truck drove through the abandoned streets. The zombies turned their heads when they heard the sound, but after seeing the people in the truck, they turned back without interest and continued to wander around.

Half an hour later, the meat processing plant in the eastern suburbs came into view.

It was a huge factory building, covering an area of ​​at least several thousand square meters, with several refrigerated trucks parked at the entrance.

But what Huang Tang saw at first glance was the zombies gathered around the factory.

There were at least two or three hundred of them, densely packed together, completely surrounding the factory.

"This..." Su Qing gasped, "So many?"

Chae Rim frowned as well: "We can't get in."

Just as Huang Tang was about to speak, he suddenly noticed some movement on the side of the factory building.

Several figures were quietly approaching, trying to lure the zombies away using various methods.

Some people threw stones, some set fire to trash cans in the distance, and others deliberately exposed themselves to attract zombies.

But there were too many zombies. Even after drawing away a small number, there were still many more blocking the door.

"Someone arrived first," Huang Tang said.

He parked the car some distance away, and the four of them got out and quietly observed.

That was a team that looked much more professional than the tattooed men.

Eight people, fully equipped with guns and knives, moved in an orderly manner.

But now they've run into trouble.

There were two corpses lying on the ground, recently bitten to death by zombies.

"Damn it, we can't even get into this crappy place!" a bald, burly man cursed.

"Boss, why don't we give up? We've already lost two brothers," someone advised.

The team leader was a lean man who wore glasses and looked refined, but his eyes were cold.

He stared at the factory entrance, gritting his teeth, and said, "We can't give up! My intuition tells me there are plenty of supplies inside, and treasure chests too."

"If we can get in, we'll be rich!"

"But these zombies..."

"Think of a way," the bespectacled man interrupted him. "Make as much noise as possible, attract as many as you can. The rest, force your way in!"

Several people got busy, lighting more fires and making noise.

"What do we do?" Jiang Jing'an asked. "Should we wait until they get rid of the zombies before we go in?"

Huang Tang laughed: "Why should we wait?"

The three women exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

The four men swaggered out of their hiding place, crossed the open space, and headed toward the factory gate.

The group of players who were busy working saw them and were first stunned, then one of them exclaimed, "Holy crap? There are other people?"

"What are they trying to do? Are they going to their deaths?"

The next second, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Four people, three women and one man, walked directly into the horde of zombies.

The zombies turned to look at them, and then... moved aside!

Or rather, there was no response at all!

It's as if they don't exist!

The four of them made their way through the dense horde of zombies to the factory gate, where they pushed it open and went inside.

Throughout the entire process, not a single zombie attacked.

The eight people outside were all stunned.

"I...Is my vision blurry?" The bald, burly man rubbed his eyes.

"How did they do that?"

"The zombies don't bite them?"

The bespectacled man's face instantly turned ashen as he stared intently at the closed door.

"Cheating!" someone screamed. "Definitely cheating! Doesn't the system care?!"

"Stop shouting," the bespectacled man gritted his teeth. "It's no use. But it's okay, they'll come out eventually."

He gave a cold laugh and waved his hand: "Surround the entrance. We'll talk properly when they come out!"