One can imagine that after Apocalypse arrived, the range owner and his secretary ate, drank, and relieved themselves all in this bedroom.
Eventually, they ran out of food, and the intense heat outside made them afraid to go outside.
The two of them starved to death there, turning into zombies four days ago.
Zhao Yin and the little monkey searched high and low, but apart from finding two packs of cigarettes, they didn’t find any other supplies they needed.
The food and water had long been used up by that despicable couple, and the sniper rifle was nowhere to be seen.
Zhao Yin was puzzled; he had seen that sniper rifle with his own eyes in his previous life.
“There must be a hidden room!” Zhao Yin began to examine the surrounding walls.
True Sight Eye has no effect on ordinary objects, but Soul of Contract’s enhanced vision comes in very handy.
Zhao Yin quickly noticed something different about the wallpaper on the wall.
The subtle gaps behind were barely visible to the naked eye, but they did not escape Zhao Yin’s notice.
Zhao Yin stepped forward and knocked on it, and sure enough, a hollow, muffled sound came out.
He took out a butterfly knife and stabbed forward, piercing through the alloy metal door along with the wallpaper.
Zhao Yin then pulled downwards with force, making a tearing sound, as if cutting tofu.
The immense damage of the extraordinary weapon is incomparable to any metal before Apocalypse.
Zhao Yin cut out a square, put away the butterfly knife, and kicked it out.
With a loud bang, the severed part was kicked away by Zhao Yin.
A square entrance, about one square meter in size, appeared on the wall.
Zhao Yin turned on her flashlight and stepped inside first, with the little monkey quickly shrinking its body to follow behind its owner.
The darkroom is about 50 square meters in size.
As Zhao Yin walked in, he saw a mountain of banknotes in the center, estimated to be at least 70 to 80 million hundred-dollar bills.
If it were placed in front of Apocalypse, it would drive most people crazy, but now it has become worthless paper.
When Apocalypse arrived, the cash was worth less than a piece of moldy bread to the range owner at the time.
Zhao Yin ignored the pile of ‘trash’ and scanned the entire dark room with his gaze.
Various antiques and calligraphy and paintings filled three whole rows of shelves, and a beautiful long wooden box was placed on the table at the very top.
Zhao Yin stepped forward and opened the wooden box, inside which were all the parts for the M82A1 sniper rifle.
There were sixty large-caliber armor-piercing shells on the side.
A smile appeared on Zhao Yin’s face.
He had finally gotten it!
He picked up the parts and started assembling them.
Click, click, his seven years of gun-handling experience from his previous life allowed Zhao Yin to assemble them faster than any special forces soldier.
Soon, a majestic sniper rifle was assembled.
Zhao Yin aimed the gun at an antique vase, and a murderous intent naturally welled up in his heart.
With Zhao Yin’s current F-rank Evolver level strength, he can hold the sniper rifle in his hands and withstand the recoil, forcibly using it as a regular rifle.
Zhao Yin had no intention of testing the gun and directly stored it in the space ring.
There are only sixty bullets, and they must not be wasted unless absolutely necessary.
His gaze fell on another shelf, where he had previously noticed a Tang sword.
Zhao Yin walked over and picked up the Tang sword, which weighed about seven or eight pounds.
Drawing the sword from its sheath, it gleamed with a cold light.
It had been sharpened, and the blade and back were thicker than those of a typical Tang sword.
The sword was 1.6 meters long, and the blade was 1.2 meters long.
Few people could wield such a Tang sword in front of Apocalypse; the range owner probably only kept it as a collectible, but now it’s become a bargain for Zhao Yin.
The little monkey looked at the cool Tang sword in Zhao Yin’s hand, then at the steel rod in its own hand, and immediately went forward to search diligently, as if it also wanted to find a real weapon.
It’s a pity that this dark room is where the shooting range owner keeps his valuables; ordinary weapons are never kept here.
Zhao Yin searched again, but found nothing else usable in the dark room.
As he was about to leave the basement with the little monkey, he casually picked up the metal door on the ground.
After the little monkey grew to its gigantic size, it swung the metal door and smashed a zombie into a pulp.
If you hand it over to the little monkey at the crucial moment and let it unleash its full Ability, it can definitely sweep away a large area.
Zhao Yin did not leave the shooting range immediately; he had not forgotten where he was.
The person in the previous life left after obtaining the sniper rifle, without mentioning the armory at the shooting range, because the other party simply couldn’t dig it up at the time.
Zhao Yin, however, is different.
Although the weapons depot at the firing range collapsed, Zhao Yin believes that there must still be firearms and ammunition that survived.
Shooting Field is a large open area that is easy to identify.
The armory should not be far from Shooting Field, as the buildings in the vicinity have all collapsed.
Zhao Yin led the little monkey to the ruins, and just then, he suddenly heard someone talking.
It was a man’s voice and a young girl’s voice, but Zhao Yin couldn’t hear what they were saying.
Are there any survivors inside the firing range?
Zhao Yin planned to grab the weapon and leave; the rest was none of his business.
As for whether the other party would cause trouble, Zhao Yin did not consider himself an easy target, nor did he care about killing a few people.
Soon, Zhao Yin discovered a piece of bulletproof glass with the words “Weapons Warehouse” written in red on it.
This was originally a standalone building, and the concrete after the collapse was stronger than the surrounding concrete, so it was definitely an armory for the firing range.
Zhao Yin immediately used the space ring to move the concrete, and the little monkey also enlarged its arm to help.
It is now an F-class Mutated Beast, and compared to before, it can use its Ability for a longer period of time.
If it were to fully activate its gigantic form, Zhao Yin estimated that it could last for at least three minutes.
If it were just a matter of enlarging the arm, the little monkey could definitely last for half an hour.
The man and the monkey worked feverishly, and after more than ten minutes, the ruins at the top of the armory were cleared away, revealing flattened tables and chairs, deformed iron cabinets, and various broken bows and arrows…
Although they were severely deformed, Zhao Yin still managed to salvage many usable parts.
He eventually assembled three complete composite bows.
“Find the arrows, see how many are still usable!” Zhao Yin immediately ordered.
The little monkey immediately grew its arms to enormous size, forcibly breaking open several deformed iron boxes and pouring out thousands of arrows.
Most of them were badly damaged.
Zhao Yin went forward to count them and found that there were about a hundred arrows that were still usable.
Unlike bullets, arrows are not reusable.
As long as Zhao Yin is frugal, they can be used for a long time.
The significance of these three compound bows even surpasses that of the newly acquired sniper rifle, given the scarcity of ammunition.
Next, the little monkey dug out a badly deformed large safe from the clutter.
Zhao Yin handed the little monkey a butterfly knife, which it quickly cut open.
It was full of guns and ammunition.
The long guns were all crushed and deformed, rendering them unusable, but the pistols, being smaller in size, were mostly preserved.
In the end, Zhao Yin found twelve usable revolvers, and still had plenty of bullets left: 120 shotgun bullets and 1600 pistol bullets!
Unfortunately, there were no suitable large-caliber bullets for the M82A1.
Perhaps due to the range’s business operations or policy restrictions, the range has a very limited selection of firearms.
Revolvers are police firearms from the last century, with only average power, but for most people in Apocalypse, they are an indispensable lifeline.
Zhao Yin stored all the weapons in the space ring, leaving only a composite bow and fifty arrows.
He found a quiver, filled it with arrows, and carried it on his back along with his compound bow, doing so for easier access.
“Little monkey, let’s go,” Zhao Yin instructed.
The little monkey quickly followed, and the two of them headed straight for the exit.
Just then, Zhao Yin heard the previous survivors speaking again.
” Song Xiaodao, get this done right now!”
“No…
I don’t want to, it’s disgusting, waah…!”
“Damn it, I used to masturbate too much.
You can’t get hard without me doing this.
Hurry up, or I’ll break your legs!” The man’s voice was ferocious.
The little girl’s voice was filled with fear: “Brother Quan, please, please let me go…!”
Song Xiaodao?
Zhao Yin’s expression hardened.
He vaguely remembered that in his previous life, among the three women who risked their lives to save him before he died, the youngest one was named Xiao Dao.
It seems she also has the surname Song!