“Why don’t we have some rice? I feel like not eating rice today just won’t do.” Wang Facai puckered his lips, feeling as though he had lost weight after just two days.
“Then I’ll have rice too.”
“Me too…”
The group, having only eaten a few meals of dry rations, felt a bit off and all chose rice.
Afterward, they tidied up a little and rested.
The night’s rest was far from peaceful. Except for Tian Le and Ji Tianyi, who were sleeping soundly, everyone else took turns on watch.
Originally, Lu Jingze and the others wanted Ji Heng to skip the night watch, but Ji Heng insisted that, since he was carrying both a large and small companion who needed protection, he would join the night watch unless some special situation arose. This way, everyone could rest as much as possible and be ready to face zombies the next day.
By the middle of the night, the banging and growling sounds at the warehouse gate gradually faded.
Not far from the warehouse, a group was heading in its direction.
“Boss Zhou, we used to work on this side of the warehouse. Every day, countless supplies were moved into the main warehouse.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get your share of the supplies.” Zhou Run glanced casually at the man beside him.
Wu Youde smiled obsequiously. Before the apocalypse, he had been hired by the Ji family to move things in this warehouse.
Ji Corporation had interests in many industries, and the main warehouse had everything one could imagine.
After the apocalypse, he stayed home for a day. Since his house didn’t have many supplies, he took a kitchen knife and looted convenience stores and supermarkets to avoid starving.
But the outside world was chaotic, and people occasionally turned into zombies. He barely managed to get anything.
So he moved further out to continue looting. Yet, he got nothing and ran into trouble.
Once, while entering a convenience store, he nearly got killed by a punch from Zhou Run, who had awakened a supernatural ability.
To survive, Wu Youde racked his brain and remembered the supplies in this warehouse.
Because he knew the way, he could guide Zhou Run, which saved his life.
After that, he carefully served Zhou Run’s small team and drove for a day and a night.
By the early morning, they finally saw the warehouse gate.
Outside the gate were many zombie corpses, with clear signs of battle, but some zombies still wandered nearby.
This warehouse was isolated, not near any village or shop, so there shouldn’t have been this many zombies. Clearly, other people had been here, with the same idea as Wu Youde.
Indeed, he wasn’t wrong. Besides the zombies attracted by the fight, some people were like him—aware of the warehouse and hoping to get lucky with supplies.
The result was predictable: these people couldn’t escape alive, unable to handle the zombies, and all perished.
Seeing their destination right ahead, Wu Youde slowed his pace and followed behind Zhou Run.
He was just a laborer, a bit stronger than ordinary, without any supernatural ability. He didn’t want to risk his life by running ahead to feed the zombies.
Zhou Run glanced at him—a coward constantly shrinking behind him—and felt intense disdain.
If he didn’t need a guide, he wouldn’t bother with such trash.
Zhou Run had once been a gang leader, and before the apocalypse, everyone’s situation might have been similar.
But two days ago, he awakened a supernatural ability and considered himself a chosen one.
With his ability, he felt superior, and ordinary non-ability users were mere ants to him.
“Trash.” Zhou Run muttered as he walked toward the warehouse, swinging a randomly broken iron rod at a zombie approaching them.
The zombie paused briefly, then staggered onward toward their group.
Hearing the commotion, more zombies came over, and the group raised their weapons to fight.
Since the apocalypse had just begun, normal zombies were stiff and slow, posing little threat.
Working together carefully, the group was able to handle them.
After Zhou Run and the others cleared most of the zombies, it was almost dawn.
Inside the warehouse, Ji Heng and his team had already woken up. When the outsiders arrived, they remained alert.
Having become ability users, their senses were sharper.
While Zhou Run’s team fought the zombies outside, Ji Heng could hear them. But seeing Tian Le and the little one sleeping peacefully, he didn’t want to wake them.
Besides, the outsiders could serve as free labor to help clear the zombies they brought along—why not take advantage?
“Go open the door.”
When the group stood at the warehouse entrance, frowning at the lock, Zhou Run nudged Wu Youde.
Wu Youde had failed multiple times trying the password.
Sweating profusely, he panicked: “How could this be? The password is definitely correct!”
Ji Heng heard the clicking outside and smirked inwardly.
Knowing the world was about to become unstable, he had already upgraded the lock’s security level.
Every day, it required his authorization. He never did anything unprepared, especially not in this unreliable, chaotic period.
Zhou Run, realizing the door wouldn’t open and that Wu Youde was useless, shoved him aside.
“Get out of the way. Don’t block me.”
Zhou Run concentrated his supernatural ability at the lock, gathering power and punching it.
With a loud bang, the lock dented inward.
Tian Le shivered at the sound and instinctively hugged Ji Tianyi tightly.
Ji Heng, seeing this involuntary reaction, felt slightly relieved—his judgment of people was still accurate.
Zhou Run continued pounding at the same spot, as the warehouse door still wouldn’t open.
Tian Le and Ji Tianyi were fully awakened by the noise.
“Dad, what’s happening outside? It’s so noisy.” Ji Tianyi grumbled, still sleepy and unhappy.
Finally, the lock fell.
Through the damaged doorway, Zhou Run could see inside the warehouse.
There were already people inside, and from what he could see, the small storage rooms were all open.
In the visible area, the small rooms were empty, but the far side remained unclear.
Yet, Zhou Run had an uneasy feeling—they might come away empty-handed.
Seeing the people inside, all of whom carried themselves with composure, wore clean clothes, and looked healthy, he realized they were no ordinary individuals.
Sun Ye, who had been resting peacefully, was extremely annoyed by the interruption.
“What are you looking at? You woke me up, got it?”