Spatial Ability

If they let headquarters take over, all they would get was a handful of points. As supplies dwindled in the future, prices would probably skyrocket, and those points would hardly cover the loss.

"How about contacting Jiang An'an from Team B? Honestly, I really don't want to see that woman, but her mutation is spatial too, and her space is supposedly huge. We'd have to give her fifty percent to store it with her, but at least we'd still have the other fifty percent. If we hand it over to headquarters, all we get is points."

It wasn't that they were disloyal. Headquarters was a mess right now, with every faction scrambling to stockpile supplies. If they didn't keep some for themselves, life would be hard later. Nobody wanted to work on an empty stomach.

Chen Xiaofei genuinely had a headache over this, but after he finished speaking, his gaze landed on Xu Duoduo. His eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted her with his best manners. "Hello, Little Class Monitor! We meet again. You really do live up to your title-even as a zombie, you're something special. You're the prettiest little zombie of them all!"

As he spoke, he winked at Xu Duoduo and gave her a thumbs-up.

Xu Duoduo: ...

Qin Luo couldn't help laughing at her awkward expression. "She thinks you're embarrassing. Hahaha!"

The little thing was just too entertaining.

Chen Xiaofei scratched his head too. "Aw, now you're making me feel embarrassed."

They were so dramatic.

Xu Duoduo watched them, utterly bewildered. Just then, Bai Shu returned. "There are three warehouses of canned food. Two with meat, one with fruit."

He instinctively reached up to adjust his glasses, only to touch empty air. Finally, seemingly remembering that he no longer needed them, he gave a wry smile.

Bai Shu used to wear glasses, a refined, well-mannered model student. Now he no longer needed them. His mutation had affected his eyes, which seemed rather useless, but paired with his role as a sniper, it was strangely perfect for him.

"Let's go take a look at how much there is, then figure out what to do with it."

Qin Luo carried Xu Duoduo as though she weighed nothing, sometimes holding her in his arms, sometimes tucking her under one arm, sometimes slinging her over his shoulder, like something he casually carried around.

Chen Xiaofei immediately bounced along after him. "Brother Qin, can't Little Class Monitor walk by herself? You keep carrying her around. Why not put her down and let her take a few steps? I want to see if she walks differently from other zombies."

Other zombies staggered as they walked, dragging their bodies along. Sometimes, when they spotted a person, their bloodlust kicked in and they charged straight at them.

What other zombie was like Little Class Monitor, sweetly wrapping her arms around their Brother Qin's neck?

Her little face was snow-white, but she was clean from head to toe and still wearing pink bunny pajamas.

As Qin Luo strode forward, he glanced down at Xu Duoduo, who was looking all around. Perhaps he was imagining it, but her neck seemed more flexible now. "Who knows? I'll put her down later and let her take a few steps."

For now, they had somewhere to be.

Watching Qin Luo carry Little Class Monitor like a doll, Bai Shu suddenly teased him. "Exactly. Someone seems so fond of her that he can't bear to let go. Little Class Monitor really doesn't need to touch the ground. Just keep carrying her."

Qin Luo's ears visibly reddened, and he told Bai Shu to shut up.

Chen Xiaofei immediately ducked his head, snickering. "You're way too easily embarrassed, Brother Qin."

The three reached the large warehouse while bickering. Joking was one thing, but when it came to business, all three grew serious. Chen Xiaofei stood guard, Bai Shu opened the door, and Qin Luo went straight inside, with the other two following.

The warehouse covered at least several hundred square meters, with stacks of canned food, all packed in full cases.

"That really is a lot."

Qin Luo took a look. With this much, only someone with a Space-Type Ability could hold it all. But according to an ability user who could predict the future, there would eventually be no more than a thousand Space-Type Ability users in the entire world.

That showed just how precious this ability was.

Their country's top spatial ability user, codenamed Gluttonous Beast, was the strongest one currently known, and he could even split off portions of his space.

Each of the four men on Qin Luo's team had a Storage Space Card embedded in the wristband he wore. As the captain, Qin Luo had one with a capacity of a hundred and eighty cubic meters.

Wang Weihu, Bai Shu, and Chen Xiaofei each had a hundred cubic meters of storage space.

But they had to keep weapons and some food inside, so it was difficult to stockpile much else.

The Storage Space Cards were independent spaces split off by Gluttonous Beast, but they offered no privacy. He could tell exactly what they stored.

This was also a safeguard headquarters used against betrayal. Whatever they stored, and how much, was completely transparent.

Still, Storage Space Cards were very rare at present. If their Special Operations Combat Team hadn't been so powerful, and their captain Qin Luo hadn't developed the Thunderstorm Ability, their squad might not have gotten these four Storage Space Cards at all.

Chen Xiaofei really disliked Jiang An'an. He sighed miserably. "So much canned food. God, if only it were all ours. Why don't we have a teammate with a Space-Type Ability?! In the future, every bite we eat means one less bite left. Just thinking about the Survival Handbook saying we'll all have to live on nutrient solution makes me miserable. Boohoo."

He looked so dejected he might sprout mushrooms, standing alone beside the mountain of canned food and whimpering.

Bai Shu thought for a long while too. "This factory complex has relatively little contamination. Supplies will only get scarcer over time. I suggest we keep as much as we can."

Qin Luo was considering it as well. If they reported this, with headquarters currently in such chaos, someone with ulterior motives might intercept the supplies and pocket them. They would be better off keeping everything in their own hands.

Xu Duoduo's thinking was slower now, and her brain took a little longer to process certain information. Still, from the three men's conversation, she understood their current situation. More importantly, she knew she needed to have some value if she wanted to keep existing.

For instance, the fact that she was different from ordinary zombies was what had kept her alive. If she had tried to bite people like the others, Qin Luo would probably have shot her dead back in the residential complex.

How else would she have gotten the luxury of being held in someone's arms?

So Xu Duoduo patted Qin Luo, then raised a hand and pointed toward the stacks of canned food. "Awoo, awoo."

The moment she opened her mouth and heard her own incoherent babbling, she promptly shut it again.

Chen Xiaofei noticed her first and immediately exclaimed in amazement, "Holy shit, Brother Qin, Little Class Monitor spoke! God, she sounds so cute! Ow!"

Bai Shu smacked Chen Xiaofei straight on the head. "Who said you get to call Little Class Monitor cute?!"

Qin Luo wanted nothing to do with those two idiots. He looked down at the little thing in his arms. "What are you doing? Want to go over to the canned food? You can eat canned food too?"

He was thoroughly shocked himself.

Xu Duoduo's expression defied description. How did these people still manage to think in such bizarre ways?!

Ignoring them, she kept patting him, signaling for Qin Luo to go over there. Helpless, he resigned himself and walked over. "What exactly are you trying to do?"

He had never heard of a zombie being interested in canned food. Then Xu Duoduo's fingers touched the cans, and in the next instant, the entire row vanished.

Silence.

Everything suddenly fell quiet.

A second later, all three blurted out "Holy shit!" in unison, their faces full of shock.