Using Weapons?

Inside the supermarket, three bloodstained men leaned against the rolling shutter door, breathing heavily.

Zombie roars still came from outside, along with the teeth-grating sound of nails scraping against the metal door.

But the three of them were excited.

Finally...

They had made it into the supermarket.

Thinking of the huge amount of supplies they could get.

"Eh? Wait..."

Wang Cong, the leader, widened his eyes and quickly noticed something was wrong.

The shelves in front of them were completely empty.

There was nothing!

"Th-then... where are the supplies?"

The other two were equally dumbfounded.

"Could someone have already been here?"

"Impossible. Even if someone had come before us, they couldn't have cleared it out this thoroughly."

Wang Cong gripped his fire axe and hurried deeper inside.

He checked the place shelf by shelf.

As they searched, their excitement quickly sank to rock bottom.

Because the storeroom was completely empty too.

There wasn't even a single hair left...

"Fuck!"

One of them flew into a rage, swinging his crowbar around and smashing everything in sight to vent his frustration. They had fought their way here at the cost of two teammates.

In the end, all their efforts had come to nothing. His mentality completely collapsed!

"Dongzi, calm down!"

Wang Cong immediately stopped him. Other than attracting more zombies, the noise would accomplish nothing.

Dongzi was like an enraged bull, panting heavily.

"Brother Wang, we're already out of options!"

"Not necessarily."

Wang Cong frowned in thought. "This supermarket was cleaned out so thoroughly. It definitely wasn't survivors. The owner must have planned this in advance."

"You mean..."

The other two seemed to realize something.

Wang Cong nodded.

"Right. I bought things here before. The supermarket owner lives upstairs in the building ahead!"

"Let's go find him!"

Dongzi's eyes flashed, as if he had found hope again.

They had fought all the way to the supermarket and did not want their efforts to go to waste. Besides, the building was right across from them, so getting there would not be too difficult.

The young man holding a frying pan spoke worriedly.

"But... why would he give us supplies?"

"Whether he gives them to us isn't up to him!"

Dongzi gripped his crowbar, his eyes gleaming fiercely. Driven into a dead end, he was capable of anything.

Wang Cong naturally agreed.

"Since he hoarded supplies, we'll go take them!"

"Fine!"

The young man with the frying pan also steeled himself.

Along the way, he had seen Brother Wang and Dongzi's strength. With those two's ferocity, robbing a supermarket owner would be no problem at all.

Or...

They could look at it another way.

Maybe the supermarket owner had turned into a zombie. They could kill him easily and claim a huge amount of supplies.

About ten minutes later, the zombies gathered outside the supermarket had dispersed and were wandering around.

The rolling shutter was quietly lifted open a crack.

Afraid of drawing the zombies' attention, the three made no sound at all as they rolled out through the gap.

They were filthy and disheveled, their gazes wary.

After getting their bearings.

They darted toward an office building.

"Just as expected..."

Lin Dong muttered by the window. He had seen everything that happened earlier and had long predicted this outcome.

But that was fine.

The delivery had arrived...

It was also a good opportunity to test his three underlings' combat ability.

Since the building had lost power, the elevator could not be used.

The three men below had no choice but to climb the stairs.

Twenty floors!

There were scattered zombies in the stairwell along the way.

The three were formidable fighters and smashed the zombies to death one after another, but it took a heavy toll on their stamina. By the time they reached the top floor, they were drenched in sweat.

"Huff... This should be the place. Dongzi, knock on the door!"

Wang Cong ordered.

Dongzi had already been unable to wait. He stepped forward and raised his hand to pound on it.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

"Open up! Open up!"

The man's roar echoed through the hallway.

But Lin Dong was in no hurry. He was washing his hands.

After washing them, he gently dried them with a towel, then picked up a pristine white napkin and tied it around his neck.

It was time to eat...

"I know you're in there. If you don't open up, we're breaking the door down!"

Wang Cong raised his fire axe, his gaze fierce. "I'm counting to three for the last time. Three... two... one!"

The bloodstained axe was just about to come down.

But then, with a click.

The door in front of them opened...

Bright light spilled from inside, illuminating a tall, slender figure. The young man had fair skin, well-defined features, and an exceedingly handsome face.

He wore a spotless white shirt and a napkin around his neck, looking exceptionally clean.

Wang Cong and the other two stared blankly.

Ever since the apocalypse began, they had never seen anyone this clean.

Yet they noticed that his eyes were full of indifference, devoid of any emotion, even... humanity!

"You're the supermarket owner, right?"

Wang Cong demanded.

But Lin Dong said nothing and did not answer.

The other two grew impatient.

"Quit playing dumb! I know you have a lot of supplies. Hand them over now, and we'll spare you!"

"Yeah! You're even wearing a napkin. You were just about to eat, weren't you?"

"Say something, damn it!!!"

"..."

At that moment, Lin Dong slowly opened his mouth.

"Grrr..."

Only a hoarse, bubbling growl came from his throat.

The three men stared.

They were instantly dumbfounded, completely stunned!

"Fuck! A zombie???"

In their minds, zombies were hideous, terrifying, and filthy. Yet this incredibly clean man was actually a zombie!

It was unimaginable!

"It's even better if he's a zombie. We can just kill him!"

Wang Cong tightened his grip on the fire axe. In his mind, dealing with a zombie was far easier than killing a person.

The other two nodded, ready to make their move.

But footsteps came from the corridor again. The sound Lin Dong had just made was summoning his three underlings.

"Huh? More zombies?"

Wang Cong immediately became alert.

But he was not particularly afraid. After fighting all the way here, they had gained plenty of experience.

Judging by the footsteps, there were not many zombies coming.

The three had wrapped themselves in newspapers and tape. A small number of zombies could not break through their defenses, so they could deal with them easily.

Sure enough.

Only three zombie figures appeared in the corridor.

But unexpectedly.

Each of the three zombies was holding something.

"That is..."

Wang Cong and the others frowned, already sensing something was off. Looking closer, they were immediately shocked.

"Crossbows?"

Click!

The three zombies raised their crossbows in unison and aimed them at Wang Cong and the others.

"Fuck???"

Wang Cong cried out, utterly stupefied.

He never could have imagined...

Zombies could actually use weapons!

The three immediately realized these zombies were different from ordinary ones. They did not rush forward to bite them, instead looking like a well-trained squad.

"Fuck, zombies are aiming crossbows at us? Is there any justice left in this world?"