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Su Mu: "..."

That's it?

A door, disintegrated into a palm-sized aluminum block?

He weighed the aluminum alloy block in his hand; it probably weighed a little over a pound. How much material would it take to dismantle an entire house?

But on second thought, it makes sense.

In the game, the breakdown is definitely not based on actual weight, but rather on "extractable materials." The portion of a roller shutter door that the system classifies as "material" is roughly this much.

The good news is that this method works.

Compared to forcibly breaking down the door, dismantling it is much less noisy. From now on, when encountering such tightly closed doors, just dismantle them directly.

Su Mu put the aluminum alloy block into his backpack and looked up at the doorway.

After the roller shutter disappeared, the situation inside was revealed.

A typical rural setting... cement floor, whitewashed walls, a few plastic stools and a wooden coffee table against the wall. Several disposable paper cups are scattered on the coffee table, with blackened tea residue at the bottom. A few brooms and mops are piled in the corner, and an old-fashioned wall calendar hangs on the wall, its date stuck in some unknown month.

A car, and that's it, so the first floor was obviously used for parking by this family.

He took a deep breath, gripped the axe tightly, and reached for the pistol at his waist with his other hand.

After confirming there was no danger, he set his sights on the car in front of him.

break down.

Without hesitation.

He lost all interest when he saw that the decomposition would take 6 hours.

This is such a waste of time.

Moreover, the disassembled parts must be quite heavy, and he doesn't have anywhere to put them for the time being.

shook his head.

Su Mu arrived at the stairwell of this house.

Su Mu quickly scanned the area.

There are no monsters.

But he did not let his guard down.

His previous experience in the goblin's lair told him that in these kinds of houses, monsters often live upstairs.

He tiptoed through the hall and came to the stairwell.

I looked up.

The door to the second floor was ajar, with a faint light shining through the crack. The silence was eerily quiet.

Su Mu gripped his axe tightly and climbed up the steps one by one.

The footsteps were very light.

very slow.

Every few steps, I would stop and listen to what was happening.

No sound.

But just as he was about to step onto the second-floor platform...

A slight noise came from inside the door.

It's very light.

If it weren't for the physical enhancement and sharpened hearing after advancing to level two, he wouldn't have been able to hear anything at all.

Su Mu stopped abruptly, pressing his body against the wall.

The noises inside the door continued.

A rustling sound... like something moving slowly, or like something being dragged.

There is something.

Su Mu did not act immediately.

He listened quietly for a while, confirming that there was only that one sound inside... There were no other sounds, no breathing, no roaring.

One?

That makes things easier.

Su Mu gently reached out and grasped the doorknob.

It wasn't locked.

He turned the handle very slowly and very gently, making sure not to make a sound.

The door opened a crack.

That's the bedroom.

Light streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a dim glow on the room. The bedding was in disarray, and a few clothes lay scattered on the floor. The wardrobe door was ajar, revealing several coats hanging inside.

And in the center of the room...

A zombie is spinning in circles.

No, it wasn't spinning around. It was pacing in place, taking a couple of steps, stopping, tilting its head, as if listening to something, or as if thinking about something.

He appeared to be a middle-aged man, wearing pajamas and barefoot. He had no wounds on his body, but his face was ashen with a bluish-black tinge, his skin was dry and with sunken eyes.

Like the zombie we encountered before, this is a naturally formed zombie... It has no external wounds, no bite marks, it just mutated directly.

Su Mu observed quietly for two seconds.

The zombie seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped, turned its head, and looked towards the doorway.

The cloudy eyes met Su Mu's eyes.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next second, the zombie opened its mouth, let out a hoarse growl, and pounced towards the door!

Su Mu did not hesitate.

He shoved the door open and swung the axe in his right hand, hurling it fiercely at the onrushing zombie!

The axe spun in the air, tracing an arc...

puff!puff!

Two muffled thuds that almost overlapped.

The axe blade cleaved precisely into the zombie's skull, splitting its head in two. Black blood and grayish-white brain matter splattered all over the ground.

The zombie was still propelled forward by momentum; it staggered a couple of steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

[Kill a Lv1 zombie, experience points +0.1]

It's 0.1 again.

Su Mu stepped forward, pulled the axe out of the zombie's head, and wiped it on its pajamas.

Then he looked at the wooden box that had fallen next to the body.

turn on.

[Received: 1 bottle of mineral water]

[Received: Iron Ingot x1]

Okay.

Su Mu packed his things, not in a hurry to leave.

He first checked the entire room—under the bed, in the closet, behind the curtains, even lifting the covers to look inside. Only after confirming there were no other monsters hiding did he begin scavenging for supplies.

First, in bed.

bedding.

Two thick cotton quilts. Two pillows. Two sets of bed sheets.

Su Mu touched it; it was quite warm.

But he hesitated for a moment and did not accept it.

Last night's extreme cold made warm clothing very valuable. But what about today?

Many people in the channel already know it will be cold tonight, and someone will definitely go to collect clothes and blankets. As for those who didn't dare to go down yesterday, they are now forced into a corner and have no choice but to go down and try their luck.

When everyone realizes the importance of warm clothing, its value will plummet.

Like Lin Yuwei, she profited from information asymmetry because she knew about it earlier than others.

Now, the information gap no longer exists.

Instead of wasting backpack space carrying these things, it's better to search for more food and special supplies.

Su Mu made a judgment, turned around and walked out of the bedroom to begin searching other areas.

Besides this bedroom, there are two other rooms on the second floor... One is a children's room, which is empty except for a small bed and a few toys; the other is a bathroom with a toilet, sink, and shower, but nothing of value.

Su Mu quickly scanned the area, confirmed there were no supplies, and then turned and went downstairs.

Besides the lobby, the first floor also includes a kitchen and a storage room.

He went into the kitchen first.

Several pots and pans were thrown on the stove, unwashed dishes and chopsticks were soaking in the sink, and the trash can next to the stove was already smelling bad.

Su Mu opened the refrigerator.

Refrigerator: a few eggs (already rotten), half a cabbage (wilted), a half-eaten bottle of fermented bean curd, and two cans of beer.

Freezer compartment: one bag of frozen chicken legs, two bags of frozen pork ribs, and one box of frozen dumplings.

Su Mu examined it carefully.

The frozen meat wasn't spoiled... The freezer temperature was low enough, and it seemed like the power hadn't been turned off; the meat was still rock hard.

meat!

This is a good thing.

Although not as readily available as instant noodles or bread, it is a good source of protein as long as it can be heated.

As for how to heat it...

Okay, with no direction for the time being, Su Mu had no choice but to give up and look for something that could be eaten immediately.

Unfortunately, there were only a few packs of milk that hadn't expired.

Shaking his head, Su Mu prepared to leave.

Then he looked at the refrigerator itself.

Can this refrigerator be decomposed?

He reached out and pressed his hand on the refrigerator.