บท 82: Meals for the Neighbors
Zhang Yi came to this Wanda Mall in the Economic Development Zone.
After arriving, again, only a roof could be seen.
He did as he was told, broke the glass above, and drilled himself in with a climbing rope.
After entering the mall, those once prosperous scenes inside vaguely remained traces.
The ring-shaped mall had exquisite merchandise displayed inside one store.
Expensive clothing, shoes, and all sorts of daily necessities were not worth a penny at this time and could be taken away casually.
Zhang Yi picked some useful stores and directly stuffed everything in the entire store into his space.
The supermarket, on the other hand, was on the first floor.
After he casually gathered the supplies, he headed to the negative floor.
As expected, this place was still full of merchandise due to it being far away from people.
However - the quality aspect was really underwhelming.
The mall was partially collapsed by the blizzard, and cold air entered it, so the shelves in here were full of frost.
The cold air had ruined all the food in here.
Some of the puffed food and cookies were even covered in ice.
Especially in the vegetable area, although it didn't rot and stink, it was also badly dehydrated, so I'm afraid it wouldn't have much flavor in my mouth.
The meat area was considered better, all frozen into ice bumps, authentic zombie meat.
As for the fish tanks for raising fish, they were also burst after freezing, so don't expect to eat fish.
In short, the food here in normal times, afraid that only be thrown away as garbage.
Either it would be sent to a food factory through connections and processed into pre-made dishes.
Zhang Yi shrugged, "I wouldn't eat these for nothing!"
He didn't even bother to put them away in his alien space.
He wasn't short of supplies anyway, so how could he want these inferior goods?
However, these did not matter.
Even if the quality of these foods were poor, to those neighbors who hadn't eaten anything normal for a long time, they were the top delicacies in the world!
Zhang Yi took out two large duffel bags from his space, then casually threw some rotten vegetable leaves and zombie meat into them.
He also stuffed them with some bread and cookies that had swollen due to moisture.
Soon enough, the two big bags were filled.
For the other things, Zhang Yi did not plan to move them, so he just threw them here for now.
It might save other people's lives in the future, and he didn't need to take them away anyway.
After this was done, Zhang Yi glanced at the Rolex on his wrist.
This was a watch that had been treated with cold-proofing, and it was still able to operate in extremely low temperatures.
Perhaps the time wasn't too accurate, but at least it could give a rough idea.
The Rolex showed that the time was 3:30 pm.
It would still take almost an hour to return to Yuelu neighborhood from here.
Zhang Yi did not delay.
Anyway, he would have plenty of chances to come out again in the future, and there was no one who could rob with him, so he would leave the rest of the place to be explored slowly in the future.
Zhang Yi left the supermarket with the scavenged supplies and rode his snowmobile back.
By the time he returned to Yuelu District, the sky was already a bit dim.
"Rumble!"
The sound of the engine was extraordinarily obvious in the silent neighborhood.
As soon as he returned, human faces emerged from the windows of various buildings, staring at him with dead eyes.
In 26#, a room on the 15th floor, Huang Tianfang, the boss of the Tianhe Gang, squinted his small eyes and stared dead at the brand new snowmobile.
Half of his face had been burned by fire, looking even more hideous.
That night, although a few of them had managed to escape back.
But half of his face was also licked by the tongues of fire, turning into the current appearance.
"I can't believe there's such a thing that can run inside the snow. Such a good thing, if we can use it, we can go out and find food in the future. Where's the need to eat all that sour meat?"
A fat black man beside him looked at it and said, "Second Uncle, I know about this. In my part of the world, this thing is called a crawler! This is an electric crawling plow."
Huang Tianfang's eyes were dead set on Zhang Yi's snowmobile, and he said in a deep voice, "No matter what it is, in any case, we have to find a way to get it for him!"
It wasn't just Huang Tianfang who thought this way.
Everyone who was staring at Zhang Yi was thinking the same way.
After more than half a month of isolation, many of them had already gone crazy, and it was only a matter of time before the rest of them went crazy and died.
They needed to leave this place and go out to find food and space to survive.
Originally, the snow that filled the sky hindered them.
But Zhang Yi's snowmobile had rekindled their hope.
Zhang Yi could feel how much greed was contained in so many gazes, as well as naked killing intent.
But after touching the pistol on his waist, he felt very relieved when he thought of the large amount of weaponry he had found today.
After getting off the motorcycle, Zhang Yi raised his head and found that the neighbors of 25# were also looking at him excitedly.
These neighbors' gazes were dead set on the two duffel bags that Zhang Yi had brought back.
Zhang Yi's mouth quirked as he first pretended to drive the snowmobile to the underground garage at the back.
Bypassing everyone's viewpoint, he then put the snowmobile into the space.
Only then did he carry two duffel bags and walk away from the meeting.
There was quite a lot of stuff, so his footprints were also very deep, which made the neighbors of 25# look so excited that they even wailed when they leaned on the window.
Next door, Huang Tianfang and the others were also looking at it with their eyes glowing.
"Second Uncle, could that be food?"
Fatty Black asked as he excitedly pointed at Zhang Yi.
Huang Tianfang scolded, "Nonsense! If you don't go out at this time to look for food, is it hard to look for women?"
The group of Tianhe Gang workers around them gulped at the words and gathered around.
"There's food?"
"He found food from outside? Great, there's food outside, we're saved!"
"What else to say, go fuck him! Grab all the stuff, and his car!"
A group of people roared with red eyes.
Huang Tian Fang pondered for a moment and said coldly, "Don't rush. This kid should be the Zhang Yi who took out Chen Zhenghao."
"This kid is vicious, he killed so many of our brothers last time, we have to be careful. Moreover, I heard that he has a gun in his hand. Even if we want to do it, we have to do it quietly!"
Huang Tian Fang was very cautious.
Although the two buildings were next to each other, there were dozens of meters in between.
Separated by thick snow and ice, running past them would be like a live target!
So although they were greedy for the supplies that Zhang Yi had brought back, they did not act rashly.
But there were calm people, and naturally, there were impulsive people.
The few workers in the back were not satisfied with Huang Tian Fang's arrangement.
A few people deliberated and thought that if they didn't take advantage of this time to make a move, they wouldn't have a chance when Zhang Yi returned to the house.
So a few people sneaked downstairs with knives and wrenches in their pockets.
Zhang Yi entered the building through the window carrying the supplies, and then took out his cell phone to tell Uncle You that he was back, asking him to come and meet him.
In fact, he didn't need to tell him, Uncle You also heard the movement of the snowmobile.
Uncle You had long rushed over to meet Zhang Yi.
"Zhang Yi, you ... you even found so many things!"
Looking at the two large duffel bags that Zhang Yi was carrying in his hands, Uncle You's eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.
It was snowing heavily outside, if another person had gone out, they probably wouldn't even be able to find their way.
Professional things, you really have to let the professionals do it!
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