You say the cataclysm only comes after you've cleared the entire dungeon?

The car got back on the road and arrived at a car market a few minutes later.

4S stores of major brands are all located on this street.

The showroom has three floors. The cars on the first floor were all soaked and ruined. The engines are probably rusted and will stop working as soon as you start them.

Without even glancing at them, she rushed upstairs, put all the display cars into her storage space, then found the office, pried open the safe, and got the car keys to the display cars.

She visited several 4S stores in a row, collecting all kinds of vehicles, including large SUVs, off-road vehicles, and seven-seater business vans.

Having achieved her goal for the day, she returned to Wanhua Plaza to look for other supplies.

Since we've come all this way, it would be a shame not to take something back with us, as it would have wasted almost half a tank of gas on this trip.

She parked the car in the open space, got out, and put the car into her storage space.

Then they pulled out that rotten wooden stick.

I glanced at the time; there was still an hour until the agreed-upon time.

enough.

She followed the path next to the main building, went around to the back of the mall, and accurately found the freight elevator.

Go up the emergency exit next to the freight elevator, and you can directly find the supermarket's unloading area, which is the warehouse.

Lou Fengyue walked with leisurely steps, occasionally encountering a few silly little devils who stretched out their hands, bared their teeth, and pounced on her. She would then smash their heads with a backhand stick.

I was lucky; I killed five and collected three crystal cores.

The odds of winning are pretty high, so she thinks she should go scratch a lottery ticket today.

Having scouted the location before the downpour, Lou Fengyue easily found the warehouse, her posture as relaxed as if she were strolling through her own backyard.

Still using her professional skill of picking locks with wire, she pushed open the door and was dazzled by the dazzling array of goods. The place was so big that it could house two badminton halls.

The shelves were tall and sturdy, filled with huge cardboard boxes.

Lou Fengyue opened a small handmade shop and started running laps around the shelves in the warehouse.

Wherever they passed, it was like a locust swarm passing through, leaving not a single hair behind.

The best thing about chain supermarkets is that they sell everything.

They even have clothes, underwear, shoes, and socks, although the selection isn't huge, but... anyway, they're free.

After sweeping around, the supplies in the space had piled up into a small mountain.

She also ransacked the cold storage room.

This time she truly had everything she needed: food, water, daily necessities, outdoor gear, home appliances, clothes, shoes, and socks. She herself was a walking supermarket!

With the idea that "since we're already here," Lou Fengyue saw that she still had time, so she went to the clothing section on the second floor of the mall and put everything, useful and useless, into her space.

Since we're already here!

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Meanwhile, Luo Zeyan and his group went to the supermarket on the third floor.

It looked like a few mice had fallen into a rice jar.

"Holy crap! So many things, and none of them are broken!" Li Yichen exclaimed, then yanked open his backpack and began frantically searching.

"Since the squad leader has a car, can we take more?" Zhou Hao asked, but he had already picked up two brand-new hiking backpacks from the shelf, unzipped them, and prepared to fill them up and take them away.

The girl with the ponytail was named Zhou Xuan. She didn't speak, but just kept stuffing things into her backpack.

Luo Zeyan looked at the three people who were almost frantic, then glanced at the supermarket that was completely unaffected by the rainstorm, and sighed silently.

This much supplies should be enough to feed eighteen people for a long time.

But there were only four of them, with a few backpacks, so they couldn't take that much back.

Next time I come, this place will probably have been looted clean by other survivors.

"Don't take too much, the squad leader's car can't hold it all." Luo Zeyan stopped Li Yichen, who wanted to stuff everything into his bag. "Just take the food and water, throw the rest away."

He glanced again at Zhou Hao, who had three backpacks slung over his arm, and said in an unquestionable tone, "You can only fit one bag. With so much stuff, do you think you can escape if you encounter zombies?"

Zhou Hao was taken aback, pursed his lips, and obediently threw down both backpacks, keeping only the largest one.

Zhou Xuan is a worry-free person; he's always been packaging instant noodles and vacuum-packed ready-to-eat foods.

She is a spatial ability user, but her level is not high, and she can only use three cubic meters of space.

They are all used to hold relatively heavy items such as bottled water, canned goods, and self-heating rice.

As Li Yichen pulled out some jelly from his backpack, he teased Luo Zeyan, "Zeyan, how does it feel to see your class monitor again? Are you excited?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hao and Zhou Xuan immediately became interested and looked at Luo Zeyan with mischievous eyes.

"Hey, Yan-ge and the class monitor have a past, huh? Tell us about it!"

"Could it be an ex?"

"No, don't talk nonsense." Luo Zeyan said sternly, giving them a glare. "Hurry up and pack your things."

Li Yichen clearly didn't believe it. "Back in high school, Lou Fengyue was quite chubby. Every time I asked Zeyan if he liked that chubby girl, he would get angry with me."

Zhou Hao paused for a moment, then said, "That just means you don't like it."

"Bullshit!" Li Yichen chuckled. "What he's angry about is that I called her 'fat girl,' saying I judge people by their appearance and don't respect girls."

"Oh~" Zhou Hao drawled out, looking at Luo Zeyan with a big, maternal smile. "I didn't expect that Brother Yan would like that type."

Luo Zeyan glared at him, "Say one more word and I'll burn your head bald."

"Although Lou Fengyue is a bit chubby, she's not ugly. She has pretty features, fair skin, and her smile is like a little white dumpling." Li Yichen carefully recalled Lou Fengyue from high school and nodded in approval. "She was quite cute."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bag of chocolate beans landed squarely on his forehead.

He rubbed his forehead, frowned, and looked over, only to see that Luo Zeyan's face was so gloomy it could drip ink.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." He raised his hands in surrender, realizing he was no match for this jealous woman.

He just said "cute," why is he looking at him like he's an enemy?

Luo Zeyan wasn't idle either; he stuffed his backpack full, and had to be on guard in case of a zombie attack.

But they soon discovered that there were no zombies in the mall at all, because Lou Fengyue had killed them all.

As I walked out of the supermarket, I heard strange noises coming from the atrium downstairs. Several zombies were making indistinct snoring noises.

Then there were two "bangs," and something was smashed.

The four walked to the railing and peered down. They saw Lou Fengyue holding a mop handle over her shoulder, looking down at the zombie at her feet that had already had its head blown off.

It was a true headshot; the skull exploded open, and you couldn't even see where the head was anymore.

Zhou Hao gasped, muttering under his breath, "Brother Yan, is your class monitor... that fierce?"

Luo Zeyan didn't speak, staring at the figure downstairs who was so thin he could barely fill out his clothes, and pursed his lips.

The girl used her toes to scrape the pool of sticky blood on the ground, then bent down, picked up a crystal core, and put it in the pocket of her raincoat.

The raincoat was so black you couldn't tell its color, but the pockets were bulging, so it looked like he'd made quite a haul.

They walked down the stopped escalator, where several corpses were scattered on the second floor, and there were even more on the first floor, too many to count on two hands.

After reading it, Zhou Xuan felt his hair stand on end.

"Squad leader,...you killed them all?"

"Mm." Lou Fengyue didn't mind their way of addressing her. She glanced at them, met Luo Zeyan's gaze, and then quickly turned and walked towards the door. "Let's go back."

Zhou Hao bent down to examine a corpse next to him, then leaned close to Luo Zeyan's ear in surprise and whispered, "He was violently killed; there are no signs of supernatural abilities."

Upon hearing this, Li Yichen stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, "Could it be that the class monitor, like Zhou Hao, possesses a strength-type superpower?"

Luo Zeyan looked thoughtfully at the slender figure, suddenly wondering what she had experienced in the past ten years.

"Stop thinking about it, let's go back first." He snapped out of his reverie, took the lead, and left the mall.

The white SUV is back on the road, the cabin so quiet that only the hum of the engine and the faint sound of breathing can be heard.

The three people in the back seat clutched their nearly burst backpacks, remaining silent, clearly still bewildered by the pile of corpses they had just seen.

They have superpowers, so it's not surprising that they can kill more than a dozen zombies.

But Lou Fengyue didn't use any special abilities, and we don't even know if she has any.

A girl, wielding a mop handle, went out alone to find supplies and easily killed more than a dozen zombies.

Their combat power is frighteningly strong.