In post-apocalyptic survival scenarios, strategic resource management is critical for long-term survival. Effective survival requires systematic stockpiling of essential supplies including food, medicine, and cold-resistant clothing, combined with adaptive planning to address changing environmental conditions. The protagonist demonstrates this by transforming a basic tricycle into a sophisticated off-road vehicle with storage capabilities, enabling efficient resource acquisition and distribution. This illustrates how adaptive technology and careful resource allocation can significantly improve survival chances in extreme conditions.
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Framed by Family in the Apocalypse.Reborn,He Turned a Tricycle Into a Mech.His Brother BeggedAdded:
the extreme cold apocalypse zombie outbreak, but I'm piloting a cool mech becoming [music] the world's only savior all because I awakened the apocalypse point system. I can infinitely upgrade my gear and stockpile supplies in my previous life to fight for a spot in the shelter they pushed me into. The zombie horde reborn and back, I'll make them pay in blood. The month that should have been hot, but the temperature dropped to below zero, I was curled up in a corner of the ruins shivering all over the half loaf of bread in my arms was the only food I found after searching all day not far away. I heard my foster father Wu Liang's impatient urging. Did you find any food?
Your mom and I are starving to death. I gritted my teeth and broke the only bread into two pieces handing over the larger half. Don't blame us. He grinned.
The shelter spots are limited. The vicious faces of their family of three became my last memory before sleep. My consciousness slowly faded. I suddenly jolted upright in bed gasping for air.
Cold sweat instantly soaked my clothes.
I looked around the bright window, the brand new furniture. This is my new home I just moved into. Calendar on the wall it clearly showed the year, month, and day. This was 5 days before the apocalypse began. I had been reborn. I pinched my own arm hard. A sharp pain came through. It wasn't a dream. My little golden retriever Mansu came up to me whimpering with concern. In this life I will have my revenge. Bang, bang, bang. Violent banging on the door suddenly started accompanied by Wu Liang's sharp curses. Wu Sansan, open this door. The moment they started banging I opened the door. A mechanical voice suddenly echoed in my mind.
>> Detected a strong will to survive the doomsday point system officially launched. Does Wu Sansan accept binding?
I was stunned for a second. There's actually a system. This must be my golden finger for being reborn. This is the chance heaven gave me. I chose accept without hesitation.
>> has been linked to Wu Sansan first mission release within 24 hours.
Make Wu Liang's family willingly pay 1 million task reward. 100 points unlocks the system store. Task failure penalty, system unbound. The host will lose all rebirth advantages including memories from the previous life.
>> 1 million the money that the Wu Liang family had scrimped and saved over the years was exactly that amount. I clicked to accept the task then I took a deep breath. I suppressed my surging emotions and immediately said, "Mom, dad, I'm sorry. It's because I'm sick. I don't have long to live. I'm feeling down." I laughed coldly to myself, but on my face I immediately put on a look of utter weakness. I clutched my chest and started coughing violently making my voice sound hoarse and feeble on purpose. I went to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said I have cancer.
I need surgery right away. Otherwise, I won't live past this month. Cancer? Wu Ying instinctively took a step back as if afraid of catching it. Her eyes widened in shock. What nonsense are you talking?
Are you just pretending to be sick to keep the house for yourself? I coughed even more violently. From the drawer I pulled out Granny Wing's medical record from next door and handed it over. I deliberately scribbled out the name.
Granny Wing accidentally left this behind. I haven't had a chance to return it yet, I said my voice trembling with fake tears. The doctor said the surgery will cost 50,000. I spent all my money on this house. I was planning to sell it to pay for the surgery, but since Yazu needs it for his marriage, why don't you just buy the house for me? Give me 50,000 for the surgery. That way Yazu gets his wedding home and I can get my treatment. It's a perfect solution for everyone. Wu Yazu's eyes lit up instantly.
>> 50,000 is a steal. Wu Liang squinted examining the medical record. He pulled Wu Ying aside and whispered to her. Yazu needs a place urgently for the wedding.
This house is actually worth a million.
What if he really dies here?
Then the house becomes a murder scene.
It'll be even harder to sell. Wu Ying hesitated for a long time. Finally, she nodded.
>> Fine, we'll buy it. Wu Liang walked over pretending to be heartbroken. He said, >> Even though it's hard for our family to scrape together the money, a life is still a life. But we don't have that much cash on hand right now. We need to go to the bank for a transfer.
Come with us.
>> I pretended to be grateful and said, "As long as we can get the surgery money together, I'll do whatever you say."
Hiding the mockery in my eyes, I arrived at the bank. Wu Liang and Lu Ying pulled out all their passbooks. They even called a few relatives to borrow money.
They struggled for the whole afternoon before finally scraping together 10,000.
They transferred it to my bank card. My phone dinged. The moment the bank's deposit notification popped up, the system prompted my mind sounded at the same time.
>> Task completed. The host successfully got Wu Liang's family to voluntarily pay 1 million. Reward distributed. 10,000 points. Deposit received. The system store is now officially open.
>> I looked down at the balance on my phone screen then looked up the suddenly appearing system interface at the suddenly appearing system interface.
Inside the crude store, it's stocked with compressed biscuits, drinking water, first aid kits, and other supplies. Behind the store (in parentheses) it says upgradeable. Wu Liang was rushing me to complete the transfer procedures. Leaning on the railing, I said weakly that I needed to go to the hospital first to ask about the surgery schedule. As I turned to leave, I saw them out of the corner of my eye that family of three excitedly discussing their renovation plans.
Meanwhile, I stood alone in the cold wind outside the bank clenching my fists. Wu Liang, Lu Ying, Wu Yazu. This 10,000 is just the interest. The apocalypse is coming soon and when it does, I will let you personally experience what despair is and what retribution is. The apocalypse is days away. I was planning to stockpile supplies when the system's voice sounded in my head again. Beep. System notification.
New items are available in the store.
Apocalypse fortress series vehicles.
You can exchange for them.
>> the system store and clicked into the vehicle section. After the interface refreshed, the only highlighted option made me pause for a second. Basic vehicle, dilapidated tricycle. Includes cubic meter of eternal space. Required points, 100. Just enough to spend all my points. Confirm exchange. The next moment, the system notification sound rang out.
>> Vehicle has been stored in the system's temporary storage slot. It can be retrieved in any open space.
>> I found an empty alleyway, concentrated my will, and a tricycle crashed down onto the ground with a cloud of dust. I walked closer to look. You could scrape off half a pound of rust from the body.
The seat had a big crack. The chain hung loosely on the gear. When you pedal it, it makes a weird creaking sound. The tricycle comes with 1 cubic meter of space, the system says. Bad items in this space stay fresh permanently.
>> For the apocalypse, this is a life-saving treasure. I tried putting a flatbread into the space. When I took it out, its aroma and temperature were unchanged as if I just put it in a second ago. Then the system prompt sounded again. Space can be purchased.
10,000 per cubic meter. Permanent use. I didn't hesitate. Immediately spent 10,000, got 10 cubic meters of space. I patted the bike seat and immediately had a plan in mind. First, stockpile. Fill these 10 cubic meters. Then deal with that apartment mess. I went to a remote spot on the outskirts, rented a temporary warehouse, brought my puppy Mansu over planning to stay here for a few days. I opened my laptop and started listing items to stockpile. What's most needed in the apocalypse? Food and drink, life-saving medicine, and cold-resistant clothing. My first stop was the wholesale market. Went straight to the grains and oils section. Told the owner it was for company procurement.
Ordered 100 bags of rice at once, 100 bags of flour, rice noodles, me fen, various noodles, 10 boxes of each type.
Also bought red beans, mung beans, soybeans, black rice, millet, over 10 types of grains totaling over 10,000 jin. The goods at the grain and oil market were very comprehensive. Not just various grains and eggs, I could also buy all kinds of seasonings and dried fruits. I also bought a case of compressed biscuits. Each case has 10 packs. That's enough for me for over half a year. A case of chocolate, high energy. It'll be useful when I'm starving. And 10 cases of purified water stockpiling for now. I'll figure out how to store more water later. After I placed my orders, I gave the shop owners a delivery address. The boss happily helped load the truck. Next was the pharmacy. I didn't go to the big chain pharmacies. I specifically picked small pharmacies in the community buying from each one. To avoid drawing attention, cold medicine, fever reducers, anti-inflammatories. I bought one box from each store. Iodine, gauze, band-aids. They filled up two large backpacks. These medicines just filled the space. In the remaining space, I also stuffed two pairs of anti-slip boots. Finally, cold weather clothing.
It is December now. Even though it's the south, once the apocalypse hits, the temperature will plummet to dozens of degrees below zero. At the clothing store, I bought two sets of extra thick down jackets, down pants, 10 pairs of thick gloves, and two wool hats. Plus, various daily necessities, household appliances, heating equipment, and handy self-defense tools. These are temporarily stored in the warehouse.
I'll put them away after the space is upgraded. a whole day. Out of the 1 million I had, over 500,000 is left. I didn't stop. I took out my phone and dialed the construction crew I'd found earlier. Hello, Captain Wang? About that apartment we discussed, we can start work today. Same requirements. Strip it down to the bare walls as fast as possible. I'll pay extra. Captain Wang agreed readily over the phone. No problem, Captain. I'll bring the crew right over. We'll have it cleared out by tomorrow morning.
>> Early the next morning, I was riding my beat-up tricycle to buy gasoline. In the apocalypse, gas is more precious than gold. Got to stock up. Suddenly my phone rang. It was Lu Ying calling. I just answered. Lu Ying called. I just answered and she started screaming hysterically. Wu Sansan, you ungrateful brat. You tore down the house. I parked the tricycle by the roadside. I deliberately sounded innocent. Mom, what house? Didn't I tell you yesterday I was going to the hospital to ask about the surgery date? What's wrong?
>> What's wrong? Lu Ying's voice was almost cracking.
>> Your dad and I went to check the house today. The whole place was full of construction debris. The walls are gone.
The floors are gone. Even the windows were torn out. Did you do this on purpose? You lied to us and you destroyed the house.
>> I was laughing inside, but I sighed on the outside. Oh no. Maybe I offended someone in the neighborhood and they're getting back at me. After all, I just paid off the mortgage. So people are jealous. Mom, don't be mad. I'll ask the property management later. I'll pay for the renovation. It won't delay Yazu's wedding. I was just saying that to brush her off. But Wu Liang on the other end grabbed the phone. His voice was full of gritted teeth anger.
>> Wu Sansan, stop playing dumb.
I think you were just trying to scam us.
You wait, this isn't over.
>> Dad, how can you say that about me? I deliberately raised my voice. With a hint of grievance, I have cancer. I don't have the month for this. If you don't believe me, I'll go to the hospital for a checkup right now. Let's get this sorted face to face. Wu Liang was left speechless by me. He finally spat out, You just wait. and hung up. I tore down the house to provoke them. In my past life, they took my house and caused my miserable death. This time, I'll let them taste the bitterness of losing what they had. Plus, I knew Wu Liang is greedy and holds a grudge. He definitely wouldn't let this slide. Sure enough, that afternoon, when I went to another gas station for petrol, I overheard two thug-looking guys muttering. Hey, you here. Brother Wu wants us to find a guy named Wu Sansan.
Says his nephew scammed his family out of a fortune. Told us to grab the guy, get the money back, and teach him a lesson. Let's follow him, find a quiet spot, and make our move.
>> not to hear, paid up, and rode my tricycle away slowly. A gray van started tailing me, keeping a steady distance. I deliberately headed for the outskirts.
The roads are narrow and quiet there, perfect for settling this trouble. The van kept following. After two traffic lights, it sped up, trying to force me to stop. I gripped the handlebars tight, but I wasn't scared at all. In my past life, during the apocalypse, I could even kill zombies. You think I'm scared of two punks? A van suddenly swerved in front of me and screeched to a halt. A van suddenly swerved in front of me. It screeched to a sudden stop. The door slid open. Two thugs with bleached hair got out holding steel pipes. They blocked my path.
>> Hey, kid. You're Wu Sansan? The other door opened. So, Wu Liang was here, too.
Wu Sansan.
You little brat. You finally stopped running. Wu Liang spat on the ground. He slapped the steel pipe against his palm.
>> Be smart and cough up the 10 grand.
Then kowtow to me three times.
Or you'll be leaving here on a stretcher today. I tightened my grip on the handlebars. My eyes scanned the positions of the three men. Wu Liang was in the middle. The two thugs flanked him on either side. They formed a semicircle around me. This kind of street brawl setup, I'd seen it plenty of times in my past life, during the apocalypse. But back then, I was dealing with zombies.
Dealing with these scumbags now was actually simpler. I decided to provoke him. You're the one who'll be leaving on a stretcher. At the same time, I hooked my foot around the tricycle's pedal, ready to push off at any moment. Wu Liang took the bait enraged. He swung the steel pipe right at me. Just as the pipe was about to hit my shoulder, in that instant, I lunged forward into the left. Simultaneously, I pushed hard with my right foot. The tricycle clattered forward, slamming into the thug with bleached hair on the right. The thug hadn't expected me to use the vehicle as a weapon. As he scrambled to dodge, the wooden stick in his hand, it had already fallen to the ground. Wu Liang couldn't stop his momentum. The steel pipe hit nothing but air. He stumbled forward a couple of steps. I seized the chance to bend down. From my inventory space, I pulled out the chili powder I prepared earlier. I bought extra on purpose when stocking up yesterday. It came in handy much sooner than I'd imagined. I flicked my wrist, and the red powder instantly flew toward the three men's faces.
Catching the wind from the alley entrance, they covered their faces completely. The two thugs immediately screamed in pain, covering their eyes with their hands and stopping their feet. Wu Liang was hit, too. Tears and snot ran down his face. He swung his steel pipe wildly. This was exactly the opportunity I needed. I grabbed a wrench from the truck bed and lunged at the thug on the left. Aiming for the wrist holding his club, I brought it down hard. There was a sharp times crack, accompanied by the thug's howl of pain.
The wooden club clattered to the ground.
The other thug was just recovering when I circled behind him. He fell to the ground with a thud. In just over 10 seconds, both thugs were incapacitated.
Just as I was about to deal with Wu Liang, a system notification sounded in my mind. Limited time task release.
Repel the attackers and protect the supplies.
Task time limit, 5 minutes. Task reward, 200 points. System store unlocked. Basic fighting techniques manual. I tightened my grip on the wrench, thinking this fight was unavoidable now. At that moment, Wu Liang finally managed to rub the chili powder from his eyes. He saw his two thugs on the ground. His face instantly turned deathly pale, but he still charged forward anyway. I sidestepped to dodge his steel pipe.
With my left hand, I grabbed his wrist.
My right hand, holding a wrench, smashed hard into his elbow joint. Wu Liang let out a painful scream. Looking at his terrified expression, "This 10 grand is what you owe me. The beating you got today was exactly what you deserved." As I said this, I reached in and pulled out the van keys from his pocket. I threw them far away. The keys clattered and fell into a storm drain. They wouldn't be fished out anytime soon. The two thugs tried to get up and help him, but I pointed the wrench at their throats, scaring them back down. Just then, the system prompt sounded again.
Congratulations, host. Task completed.
Successfully repelled the attackers and protected the supplies. Rewards issued.
Points have been credited. System store unlocked. Basic combat skills manual.
>> Looking at the new points in the manual in the store, a cold smile touched my lips. These points are just enough to upgrade the tricycle a bit. Wu Liang lay on the ground, my foot on his chest, making it hard to breathe. The look in his eyes was full of fear and resentment.
>> Wu Sansan. How dare you hit me? I'm calling the police. I'll make sure you go to jail. Call the police? I scoffed.
You ambushed me with thugs and tried to rob me. Let's see who the police arrest if we call them. Smugly, I crouched down and leaned close to his ear. In just a few days, the apocalypse is coming. The police won't be able to save themselves.
Who's going to care about your petty problems then? Wu Liang's pupils suddenly contracted. He seemed terrified by the words apocalypse, but more than that, he was confused. I didn't plan on explaining it to him. I just tapped his face with the wrench. Remember this.
Today, this is just the interest. Go back and tell Lu Ying and Wu Yaozu what you owe me. I'll settle it with you bit by bit. After saying that, I lifted my foot. I got on the tricycle and left. I glanced back. Wu Liang was struggling to get up. The two thugs were helping each other up. Their eyes were full of fear.
They didn't dare chase after me. The tricycle drove out of the alley.
Sunlight shone on me, but I couldn't feel any warmth. I rode the tricycle back to the temporary warehouse. Looking at the system, at my point balance, I didn't immediately open the vehicle upgrade screen. Only 2 days left until the apocalypse. Rather than adding parts to the tricycle, having real weapons and supplies in hand would be more reassuring. In the system store, the reinforced fire axe, priced at 150 points. The axe head is made of alloy.
The blade is sharp. It also has a non-slip grip, lighter than a regular fire axe, but more durable. Perfect for close combat against zombies. I exchanged for it without hesitation. I held it, testing its weight. I could feel its power when I swung it. I felt a lot more secure. With the remaining points, I exchanged everything for supplies. A case of compressed biscuits, a case of dog food, meat, five cases of canned beef. It has a longer shelf life than regular cans, meat, and it's higher in calories. I piled these supplies in a corner of the warehouse, covered them with a waterproof tarp. These supplies are for Mantou. In my previous life, during the apocalypse, I saw too many people betray each other. I actually found animals to be more reliable. In the crowded warehouse, I also stockpiled pet food for him, a dog bed, and special deworming medicine. I even cleared out a small space in the eternal space for his favorite jerky. A news report came from my phone. The Atlas comet passed its perihelion 3 days ago. It's expected to pass near Earth tonight, a day earlier than predicted. All stargazing enthusiasts, please note. My heart skipped a beat. In my last life, it was after this comet that the zombies appeared. Is it going to happen earlier this time? Suppressing my unease, I decided to go out for another shopping trip. Let's go, Mantou. I'll take you to get some treats. I patted his head. He immediately got excited and started circling the tricycle. In the evening, I rode to the nearby night market. This was the last chance to buy fresh food.
Before the apocalypse, I'd already stockpiled a lot of food before, stored in the warehouse freezer. So, I didn't buy much this time. I bought several pounds of pork, a few whole chickens, cut them into pieces, and froze them in my space. The compressed biscuits I bought earlier, because they have a long shelf life, had already been taken out of my space. I specially bought Mantou two boxes of grilled sausages. Watching him devour them, I smiled happily.
Passing by the pharmacy, I thought of Xiaolu. Xiaolu was a kind and beautiful pharmacy owner. I took out my phone and called her, wanting to remind her to stock up. The phone just kept ringing, only getting a mechanical busy signal. I frowned, feeling a bit uneasy inside. By now, the sun had set. The night market was still crowded. Vendors' shouts, children's laughter, rising and falling.
No one knew a catastrophic disaster was about to strike. I just bought the last bag of fresh vegetables, loaded the steamed buns into the truck bed. When I looked up, the originally dark night sky was glowing with an eerie blue light.
The crowd noticed the anomaly, too, pulling out their phones to take pictures. The murmuring grew louder.
What is that? The northern lights?
>> But that can't be. We've never had northern lights here before. Just then, a dazzling comet trailing blue flames streaked rapidly across the sky. The crowd gasped in awe, but the next second, screams replaced the wonder. A violent crash sounded nearby. Landed into a streetlight. The front end crumbled instantly. The driver crawled out of the car, moving stiffly, his face turning blue, drool dripping from his mouth. The crowd instantly descended into chaos, scattering in all directions. My heart sank. The apocalypse had arrived early, a full day sooner than I remembered. Mantou suddenly became restless. He pressed tightly against my leg. A low, uneasy whimper came from his throat. His eyes were fixed on the driver who was biting people. I immediately realized this wasn't a normal car accident. It was zombies. My reinforced fire axe was tucked in my waist, ready for any sudden danger. I finally fought my way to the night market entrance, only to find three zombies loitering by the gate.
They were drawn by the tricycle's creaking sound, stiffly shuffling towards me. One zombie suddenly opened its mouth wide and lunged me. I jumped off the tricycle. With my right hand, I drew the fire axe, aimed at the back of its head, and chopped down hard. The other two zombies were immediately drawn to the commotion. I took a deep breath, recalling the skills from my past life for dealing with zombies. Aim for the head. That's the only weak spot. I stepped forward with my left foot. My left arm protected Mantou in my embrace. My right hand swung the axe, chopping towards the left zombie's temple. In just a few dozen seconds, three zombies were dealt with.
But my back was already soaked with cold sweat. Mantou was trembling in my arms, but didn't bark wildly. Instead, with its little head, it nuzzled my chin, as if to comfort me. Just then, my phone suddenly rang. Xiaolu's name was on the screen. I quickly answered the call. Her anxious voice came through. Sansan, save me. I'm at the highway exit outside the city.
The truck carrying medical supplies is stuck on the road. The area's swarming with man-eating monsters. I can't hold on much longer. I tried to calm her down, told her to lock the doors and stay inside the vehicle. I'm on my way.
I hung up. I was about to get on my tricycle when a system alert sounded in my head. Emergency mission issued. Break through the zombie horde. Rescue survivor Xiaolu and secure the medical supplies. Time limit, 1 hour. Mission reward, vehicle upgrade. Reward points.
System store unlocked. More vehicles.
The highway exit isn't far from here, but the exit must be completely jammed with cars by now, and there are more zombies. Rescuing Xiaolu will be extremely difficult, but I can't just abandon her. In my past life, she died protecting a child. In this life, since I have a chance to save her, I can't just stand by and watch her die.
Besides, the medical supplies she's transporting are crucial for surviving this apocalypse. I patted Mantou's head.
I said to him, "We're going to rescue someone. It's going to be dangerous. You scared?" He seemed to understand. It licked my hand with its tongue and wagged its tail. I put the steamed bun into the cart and secured it with a rope to keep it from falling out. Then I took the rotten flesh from the zombie I just killed and smeared it all over the tricycle to mask my living scent. I got on the tricycle, gripped the fire axe tightly, and with a determined look, pedaled towards the city outskirts. In the darkness of night, the figures of zombies grew more numerous. Luckily, only a small number of them lunged at the tricycle. As I pedaled, I used the fire axe to clear the zombies blocking my path. The axe blade was covered in gore, but it became even sharper. I glanced at the time on my phone. Only a few minutes left. I pedaled even harder.
Xiaolu is still waiting for me. Those medicine bottles need to be transported to safety. I can't give up. Finally, I saw the highway entrance sign. But the sight before me made my blood run cold.
The highway entrance was a long traffic jam. Dozens of cars were piled up. Some had their engines on fire. Others had their windows smashed. The road was covered with corpses and blood. At least a dozen zombies were wandering between the cars. Xiaolu's van was right in the middle. It had Human Pharmacy printed on the side. The windows were shut tight. I could see her slumped over the steering wheel, seemingly unconscious. Several zombies were surrounding the van, constantly pounding on the door. The noise attracted more zombies' attention.
Another zombie in the distance started coming my way. Just then, my phone suddenly vibrated. It was a text from Xiaolu. Just two words. Help me. A text from Xiaolu. Just two words. Save me.
So, Xiaolu is still alive. I gritted my teeth. I sped up, running towards the van. Just then, the system alert sounded again. Remaining task time, 15 minutes.
Please hurry and break through the zombie horde. Host, receive the survivors. I rushed to the truck. I yanked the door open. A smell of blood, mixed with disinfectant, hit me in the face. Xiaolu was slumped over the steering wheel. Her right pant leg was soaked with blood. Her face was pale as a sheet. Her breathing was faint, but she still clutched the car keys tightly.
Xiaolu, wake up. I patted her. She slowly opened her eyes. When she saw me, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Sensen, you really came. My car's wrecked. It won't start.
>> out iodine and gauze from my inventory.
I said, "You tend to your wound first.
I'll move the cargo." The truck's cargo hold was stacked with cardboard boxes.
They were labeled antibiotics, painkillers, and first aid kit. These are life-saving hard currency in this apocalypse. I didn't have time to count them. I just grabbed the boxes and ran towards the tricycle. After a few trips back and forth, my forehead was covered in cold sweat. My arms were starting to ache. I'll help you. Xiaolu, having treated her wound, clenched her teeth and got out of the truck. Limping, she picked up a small box. But she'd only taken two steps when dense, snarling sounds suddenly came from the distance.
More zombies are drawn by the commotion over here and are swarming toward the highway entrance. At a rough glance, there are at least a lot of them. Oh, no. The horde's coming. My heart tightened. After loading the last box of medicine, I yelled for Mantou. "Come here." Mantou immediately rushed out from the bushes and jumped into the truck bed. As Xiaolu settled in, several zombies were already lunging at the vehicle. Their claws scraped hard against the truck bed, leaving deep scratches. I quickly decided to have Xiaolu ride ahead first toward the intersection up front. I'll cover the rear. I then drew my reinforced fire axe, rolled off the truck, and charged at the approaching zombies. Xiaolu was pedaling desperately up ahead, but a pedicab can only go so fast. I knew in my heart this wasn't going to work. We'd be surrounded by the zombie horde sooner or later. Just then, I suddenly remembered the points in my mind. Do I have enough system points? Upgrade the vehicle. I yelled while fighting the zombies. Ding. Detected that Xiaolu already has the medicine and has escaped the zombie encirclement. Mission complete. The system's notification sounded like a ray of hope, echoing in my mind. I stopped attacking the zombies and ran towards the tricycle. Mission reward, points. Store unlocked, new vehicle. Spend points now. Upgrade immediately. Upgrade. Upgrade now. I rolled. My left arm tightly held Mantou, who rushed over to protect me, shielding him in my embrace. But a huge zombie had already lunged right in front of me. Its rotting mouth was almost touching my face. The foul stench made my stomach churn. The tricycle suddenly emitted a dazzling white light. The system voice sounded. Exchange successful. Vehicle upgrade program initiated. Within the light, the originally [music] rusty pedicab began to undergo a massive transformation. The intense light made me instinctively squint. The surrounding zombies were also repelled by the light, scattering in all directions. Xiaolu and Mantou held their breath, watching this miraculous scene. The vehicle body began to lengthen and deform. The original wheels gradually thickened. The tire treads became deep and sharp, suitable for off-road terrain. The handlebars rose higher, equipped with black crash guards. The side of the vehicle body slowly extends a metal frame that quickly assembles into a spacious sidecar. Faint patterns are visible on the sidecar wall, resembling interfaces for some storage device. A few seconds later, the glow fades. An all silver-black off-road motorcycle appears before our eyes. The body lines are sharp and rugged. The engine casing gleams with a cold metallic sheen. The sidecar is spacious enough for an adult.
It's lined with a non-slip mat. What surprised me most was the system prompts sounded simultaneously. Vehicle upgrade complete. The tricycle has been updated to an off-road motorcycle with a sidecar. Unlock functions. Dual fuel and electric drive.
Fuel tank capacity, 15 liters. Battery range, 200 kilometers. Driving modes can be switched. 20 cubic meters of automatic storage space bound to the sidecar. Supports mental access.
User detected. Total available space is now 19 cubic meters. There is now a total of 30 cubic meters of space.
Current free space, 12 cubic meters.
Three, body impact armor capable of withstanding impacts from ordinary zombies. I walked a full circle around the motorcycle. I reached out and touched the sidecar's its mirror wall. A cool, metallic sensation came through.
My heart was filled with a sense of security. Now, this is the kind of ride you need for the apocalypse. Xiaolu, leaning on the walking stick I found for him, approached the motorcycle. He reached out and touched it. His eyes were full of disbelief. Sensen, teach which this. This really changed from that old tricycle.
>> I smiled without giving a direct answer and said, I looked at the pile of medicine boxes nearby. The medicine we unloaded from the truck earlier hadn't been sorted yet. There were a good dozen boxes. I focused my mind, silently thinking, "Store in space." In the next second, something miraculous happened.
Those stacks of medicine boxes piled high were lifted as if by an invisible hand and vanished one by one into thin air. In the end, only the empty ground remained. Xiaolu stared, his eyes wide and fixed. His mouth hung open wide enough to fit a fist. How? How did you do that?
Is it magic?
>> Let's call it a special ability in this post-apocalyptic world. I explained briefly. Then, with another thought, I took a box of antibiotics from my space and placed it in front of Xiaolu. This space is bound to the sidecar. From now on, we can also store all our supplies here. It's safe and convenient. Xiaolu picked up the antibiotic box, looked it over and over, then looked up at the motorcycle. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm excitedly.
>> With this thing, our chances of surviving in this apocalypse are much higher.
>> I nodded. My gaze fell on Mantou at my feet. He was circling the motorcycle, sniffing the wheels now and then. His little tail wagged non-stop. He seemed very curious about this new ride. Just then, a new system alert tone sounded in my mind. Host bound life form detected.
Golden retriever, Mantou. Conditions for pet system activation met. Pet system officially activated. Functions unlocked. One, exclusive pet space, 1 cubic meter. Constant temperature and humidity. Can provide food and water.
Item system. Two, real-time status monitoring.
Displays the pet's health, hunger, and fatigue values. Three, summon and recall by thought. The host can send the pet into or retrieve it from the space at any time. I was stunned for a moment.
Then, I immediately realized I have been keeping Mantou by my side all this time, but hadn't realized the system could activate a dedicated space for him. I crouched down. I patted Mantou's head. I silently thought, "Send to pet space."
The little mud in front of me instantly vanished without leaving a single trace.
I focused my mind and can see inside the pet space. A small bed with a soft mat, bowls filled with dog food and water are beside it. Mantou is curiously circling the space and even nudges the mat with his nose. He seems quite pleased with this new environment. Mantou, come out.
I silently call again. Mantou immediately appears by my feet, happily rubbing against my hand. His little tongue licks me, covering my palm with slobber. So, Mantou has his own space now, too. Xiaolu watches this scene, a relieved smile appearing on his face.
This way, if we encounter danger, we can keep him safe. I nodded, feeling a warmth in my heart. In my previous life, during the apocalypse, I was alone and helpless. But in this life, I have a reliable vehicle, a practical space, and Mantou's companionship. It seems like even the cruelty of the apocalypse feels a little lighter. I lift Mantou into the motorcycle sidecar. He obediently lies on the non-slip mat, his eyes sparkling as he looks at me as if to say, "I'm ready. Let's go." Vroom. The engine lets out a low rumble. I switch to electric drive mode to save gasoline for when it's really needed. The streets are still chaotic. Zombies wander aimlessly.
Suddenly, I can hear cries for help in the distance. I grip the handlebars tightly. I scan the area with a sharp gaze, assessing the road ahead. Using the dirt bike's agility, I weave between the abandoned vehicles. While I hit the throttle, instantly creating distance, Xiaolu held onto me tightly from behind.
But she wasn't panicking. After the crisis at the highway interchange, she'd become much calmer than before.
The safe route through the suburbs was just ahead. I called out to Xiaolu and pointed into the distance towards a relatively clear path. There weren't [clears throat] too many wrecked cars clogging it up and fewer zombies, too.
It was a safe passage I confirmed during my earlier reconnaissance. By evening, we finally arrived at the warehouse I'd previously rented. This warehouse was in a suburban industrial park, surrounded by high walls, making it much safer. I'd already stashed some supplies here before. After parking the bike, I let Mantou out from the pet space. It immediately hopped down happily and ran a circle around the warehouse entrance, as if checking if the environment was safe. Xiaolu slowly got off the back, leaning on the wall for support.
Although I was a bit tired, her face showed the relief of having survived.
We're finally here.
>> Xiaolu said.
>> This warehouse would keep us safe for now.
>> I opened the warehouse door, helped Xiaolu inside, then got some food and water from the motorcycle store. I let her regain her strength first. I walked to the warehouse entrance and looked at the sky outside. At some point, snowflakes had started to fall. Flakes landed on the ground, quickly forming a thin layer. The cold wind howled, whipping up fallen leaves and dust. On the distant buildings, a faint white frost was already visible. The apocalypse's low temperatures had arrived earlier than I remembered, and more fiercely. Mantou quietly walked to my feet and rubbed against my leg. He looked up at me, seeming to sense my thoughts. I crouched down, patted his head, and said, "Mantou, look. The weather's changed. I know this warehouse is just a temporary shelter. To survive long-term in this apocalypse, we'll need greater strength, more ample supplies, and more reliable companions." I glanced back into the warehouse at Xiaolu eating his hardtack, then patted Mantou beside me. I secretly made a resolution. Next, I need to upgrade the vehicle and weapons quickly and find a way to secure more survival resources. As for Wu Liang, Liu Ying, and Wu Yazu's family, I won't forget them. Once I'm strong enough, I'll make sure they pay the price for their betrayal in my past life. Night deepened, the snow fell heavier. The world outside the warehouse was slowly freezing over, and our journey to survive this apocalypse had only just begun. The heater in the warehouse hummed, but it couldn't stop the cold seeping through the door cracks. I was woken by Mantou's soft barking. When I opened my eyes, dawn was just breaking outside. The snow on the ground was at least half a foot deep.
The distant trees and buildings were coated in a layer of white frost. The whole world seemed frozen solid. Brr. I threw off the covers and got up, shivering as soon as I touched the cold air. Last night before bed, the thermometer showed it was still above zero. I hadn't expected the temperature to plummet overnight. Now the thermometer in the warehouse had already dropped below zero degrees. Our breath was so cold it turned to mist. Xiaolu also woke up from the cold. He was bundled in a thick down jacket, rubbing his hands and breathing warm air on them. This weather is just too cold. If this keeps up, our water will probably freeze. I nodded. I walked over to the motorcycle. With a thought, I retrieved from my space a few thick pieces of clothing. There were hiking jackets and fleece-lined pants I'd stocked up on earlier, and also a special cold-weather dog coat I bought for Mantou. This cold-weather coat was something I happened to see at the night market. I bought it at the time because it looked cute. I never thought it'd come in so handy now. Put on the warm clothes first. Don't catch a cold. I handed a hiking jacket to Xiaolu. Then, I crouched down to put the cold-weather coat on Mantou. The little guy wasn't very cooperative at first, squirming around. It wasn't until I took out a piece of jerky to coax him that he stood still and let me dress him. With the blue cold-weather coat on, Mantou looked like a round little dumpling, so adorable. He seemed quite pleased with himself, too, wagging his tail and circling around my feet a couple of times. I then retrieved from my space a few bags of self-heating rice meals.
These were the last supplies I'd stocked up on at the night market yesterday.
They were perfect for breakfast. When the heating packet met the water, steam quickly rose. Finally, a bit of warmth filled the warehouse. Xiaolu held the hot rice and ate hungrily. He sighed and said, Good thing you stocked up on so many supplies.
Otherwise, in this kind of weather, we probably won't last much longer.
>> I didn't say anything. I just looked out the window. The snow was still falling.
The wind swept over the warehouse's metal roof, making a mournful howling sound. The cold wave after the apocalypse broke out in my previous life was even more severe than this.
Temperatures could drop to minus 50 degrees. When that time comes, we won't just be fighting zombies. We'll also have to battle the extreme cold. I've got to find a way to upgrade my vehicle quickly. I see the next-level vehicle in the store, the kitchen truck. So, it's the small off-road vehicle, then. It comes with a built-in temperature control system. We need to stock up on more fuel and high-calorie food. After breakfast, I was discussing with Xiaolu about whether we should go out to look for more fuel outside the safe warehouse. A familiar crying voice suddenly came through, mixed with the howling wind and snow. It sounded especially piercing.
>> Wu Sansan, open the door.
>> It was Liu Ying's voice with a deliberately exaggerated tone of grievance and misery. We know you're in there. You can't just abandon us.
>> Xiaolu and I exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
Xiaolu frowned. How did they find this place? My heart sank. Suddenly, I remembered. Before the apocalypse, when I was buying supplies at the wholesale market, I had given a shop owner a temporary address near the warehouse so he could deliver the goods. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now it seems Wu Yazu and the others must have gotten the address from the shop owner and came looking for us on purpose. I walked to the warehouse window and looked out. In the snow, Wu Yazu and Liu Ying were standing at the warehouse door, shivering. From the cold, Liu Ying was pounding on the warehouse's metal door with both hands, crying and shouting.
>> Sansan, please have some pity on us.
Ever since you tore down the house, we've been homeless.
Your dad, Wu Liang, is missing, too.
We can't even get a hot meal now. If you don't take us in, we'll freeze to death out here.
>> Wu Yazu chimed in from the side, but his tone carried a hint of threat. Wu Sansan, no matter what you say, my parents are your adopted parents. You can't be so heartless. If you don't open this door, we'll just keep shouting out here. We'll let everyone know you're an ungrateful wretch. Xiaolu was getting angry listening to this. He couldn't help but say, >> They're going too far.
After how they treated you before, how do they have the nerve to come asking for supplies and shelter?
>> I let out a cold laugh. My eyes were icy. Ungrateful? In our past life, when they pushed me to the zombies, did they ever think about gratitude? Now that they're homeless, they remember I'm their adopted son. I didn't open the door. I just stood behind the window, looking down at them silently. Let's see what kind of tricks they can still pull.
Liu Ying shouted for a long time. Seeing no movement from the warehouse, her crying gradually stopped. An impatient look appeared on her face. Wu Yazu also lost his patience. He glanced around, picked up a rock from the ground, and aimed it at the warehouse's metal door.
He threw it with all his might. Bang!
The rock hit the iron door, making a huge noise. In the quiet snow field, it was especially piercing. Liu Ying seemed to have her anger ignited, too. She picked up a branch from the ground and started wildly whipping the iron door.
Wu Sansan, you ungrateful bastard. You won't open the door, huh? Then we'll smash your warehouse. See how you like being homeless. Their commotion grew louder and louder. The iron door was being pounded with loud bangs, shaking the warehouse wall slightly. Xiaolu nervously tugged my arm and said, >> If they keep this up, they'll attract zombies. Even though it's remote around here, when we came earlier, we saw a few zombies wandering about. I started feeling uneasy. I was just about to warn them when from the distant snow field, a strange, guttural roar suddenly sounded.
Three zombies appeared, shambling toward the warehouse. Oh, no. We really did attract them. Xiaolu cried out. Outside the warehouse, Wu Yazu and Liu Ying also heard the zombies' roars. They turned to look, and their faces instantly turned pale. Liu Ying was so scared her legs gave way. She grabbed Wu Yazu's arm, her voice trembling.
>> Yazu, it's it's those monsters. Let's run.
>> Wu Yazu wanted to run, too, but as he turned, he saw the zombies were already just meters away. At their speed, they couldn't outrun them. Instinctively, they backed toward the warehouse's metal door. Liu Ying's cries rang out again, this time filled with genuine terror.
Sansan, open the door. Open up. Quick, the zombies are coming. I stood behind the window, watching the scene outside.
I felt no sympathy. In my past life, when they pushed me toward the zombies, the coldness and cruelty in their eyes, I remember it all too clearly. Now it's their turn to face death, and they think to beg me? Too late. Seeing the warehouse door still shut, Wu Yazu panicked completely. He threw himself at the metal door, pounding on it frantically with his fists. He roared, >> Wu Sansan, are you really going to watch us die? We're your family. How can you be so heartless?
>> His screams grew even louder. It just attracted more zombies. Two more zombies in the distance were drawn by the noise.
They started walking toward the warehouse. Now there were several zombies surrounding the warehouse, slowly closing in on Wu Yazu and Liu Ying. Liu Ying was so scared she collapsed in the snow. Tears and snot mixed on her face, watching the approaching zombies. She let out a desperate scream. Sansan, I'm begging you. Open the door. I'll never take anything from you again. I'll be your servant. Just open the door. Wu Yazu had lost his earlier arrogance, too. He leaned against the metal door, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes full of fear and pleading, calling my name over and over.
>> Sansan. Xiaolu couldn't bear to watch.
She tugged on my arm and whispered, Sansan, maybe we should open the door.
Even though they treated you badly before, we can't just watch them get bitten by zombies. I glanced at Xiaolu, shook my head. My voice was ice cold. They're not my family. If our situations were reversed, they'd just watch me die. But the zombies were getting closer. Should they die this soon? But as the zombies got closer, I felt a strange, complex emotion welling up inside me. It wasn't pity. It was worry. If they died right at the warehouse door, their fresh bodies would likely attract more zombies. Then we'd be in danger, too.
Quiet, I said, pressing down on Xiaolu's shoulder.
I turned and reached into the motorcycle storage compartment, pulling out a crossbow. I'd exchanged points for it earlier. It's a basic ranged weapon with an effective range of 50 meters. The arrowheads are coated with a serum that temporarily paralyzes zombies. I walked to the window, gently pushed it open a crack, and aimed the crossbow at the head of the lead zombie. Whoosh! The bolt shot through the air. Seize the chance, I yelled. Get lost. Don't let me see you again. Wu Yazu and Liu Ying scrambled to their feet in the snow and bolted down the path behind the warehouse. Watching them flee, I put away the crossbow. My heart was completely calm. I'm not helping them.
I'm just clearing a potential threat. If they attract more zombies, it'll put me, Xiaolu, and Mantou in danger. Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little confused.
>> If you're going to help, why not just open the door and let them in? I turned to look at him, my gaze firm. Their nature won't change. If we keep them around, sooner or later, they'll betray us like they did in my past life. Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently. He said nothing more. The remaining zombies outside the warehouse were still wandering around their fallen comrades. I shot them all. Our own supplies aren't that plentiful, either.
No need to waste them on enemies. Even so, I felt a growing sense of anxiety.
While organizing supplies earlier, I noticed that although the cubic meter space is packed with food and medicine, the fuel for keeping warm is only enough to heat the warehouse for a week. We can't survive on our current supplies alone. Xiaolu, I turned to look at her.
Staying in the warehouse isn't a long-term solution. I need to go to the large warehouse store outside the Sixth Ring Road. They have plenty of supplies there. Maybe I can stock up on fuel and high-calorie food. The warehouse store outside the Sixth Ring was a chain supermarket before the apocalypse. It's huge with ample stock, and it's in a remote location. There shouldn't be too many zombies. Xiaolu looked worried. But it's almost dark now.
It's too dangerous to go out at night.
Actually, nighttime makes it less likely to run into other survivors fighting over supplies. I patted the motorcycle's sidecar. With this thing, we can make a quick escape if there's danger. You guard the warehouse. I'll take Mantou with me. I'll be back soon. With a single thought, Mantou emerged from the pet space. He happily rubbed against my palm, seeming excited about going out.
After settling Xiaolu in, I got on the off-road motorcycle and headed toward the Sixth Ring with Mantou. Night was falling, and the snow was getting heavier. The motorcycle's headlights cut two beams through the snowy landscape, illuminating the rugged road ahead.
After riding for about an hour, something finally appeared in the distance, the outline of the warehouse store. Its massive sign stood out starkly in the night. The parking lot was filled with abandoned vehicles. Only a few zombies wandered near the entrance, moving sluggishly as if the cold had sapped their strength. This is the place. I turn off the motorcycle engine. I put the bike into my storage space. Then, holding Mantou, I hide behind an abandoned truck. I observe the situation at the mall. There are only a few zombies at the entrance. They shouldn't be hard to deal with. The real challenge is moving the supplies from inside the mall. I need to stockpile as much fuel and food as possible. Ideally, I'll fill the space completely. I take a deep breath. I temporarily send Manchu to the pet space. I take out the reinforced fire axe. I quietly move towards the mall entrance. A few zombies are still wandering aimlessly. I seize the chance to circle behind them. The axe swings precisely towards the head of the leftmost zombie. Then I turn around and kick away the zombie in the middle.
At the same time, the axe sweeps sideways to take out the last one. With the entrance cleared, I push open the mall's glass door. A cold gust of air, heavy with dust and the smell of decay, hits me in the face. The inside of the mall is pitch black. I turn on my flashlight. The beam sweeps across the shelves. They're still piled high with all sorts of supplies. Crackers, canned goods, bottled water. There are even unopened boxes of down jackets. It's like a treasure trove in this apocalypse. Excited, I step forward and pick up a box of compressed biscuits.
Just as I'm about to store it, a system warning alarm suddenly rings in my mind.
Warning, eternal space usage has reached 99.999%.
Cannot accommodate new items. I was stunned for a moment. I tried several more times, but the result was the same.
The space really was full. The medicine, food, and clothes I'd stockpiled earlier had taken up almost all the room. Now I couldn't even squeeze in a box of crackers. Looking at the mountain of supplies piled before me, I felt anxious and panicked. Did I come all this way for nothing? Suddenly, the system's voice sounded again. Host spatial usage requirement detected. Triggering apocalypse spatial rule change notification. The system's voice sounded again, this time with a hint of mechanical coldness. The apocalypse has officially arrived.
Original currency payment channels are closed. Space upgrades no longer consume points.
Requires exchange via physical supplies.
To obtain space capacity, exchange physical supplies for space. I had a thought, then I realized. The system wants me to use useless supplies to exchange for useful space capacity. What I hoarded before were survival essentials. Naturally, I'm reluctant to exchange them. But besides food and fuel in the mall, there are many non-essential supplies, like household appliances and daily necessities, even the abandoned vehicles in the parking lot. These can all be used to exchange for space. Thinking of this, I immediately turned and rushed out of the mall. The parking lot was full of vehicles, from ordinary family sedans to luxury SUVs. They had everything. These cars are almost useless in the apocalypse. No gasoline, and repairs are difficult. But according to the system's exchange rules, one car is worth at least tens of thousands. It can exchange for a lot of space. I quickly ran to the parking lot, found one that looked relatively intact, a white sedan. The body had no obvious damage. Just one window was shattered. I reached out my hand, mentally chanting exchange space.
Physical supplies detected. White family sedan. Acquired 99.78 cubic meters of eternal Current total space capacity, 10 cubic meters. The space capacity really did increase. Looking at the space capacity numbers in my mind, I was so excited, I almost jumped up 10 cubic meters, enough to hold more fuel and food. I could even stockpile some winter quilts and heating equipment. I immediately turned around ready to go back to the mall and stock up massively.
But right at that moment, a piercing alarm sound suddenly cut through the night sky. Woo woo, a sharp alarm sounded from the direction of the S store. Red warning lights flashed incessantly in the night. My heart sank.
I turned to look. It turned out the luxury off- road vehicle I just exchanged belonged to the adjacent S store. The vehicle was identified by the system as a physical item exchange, triggering the S store's anti-theft system. The alarm instantly echoed throughout the entire area. To make matters worse, from the distant streets came the sudden sound of dense snarling.
The alarm had alerted the zombies wandering nearby. They were gathering in hordes and surging towards us. I grabbed my flashlight and shone it into the distance. In the darkness, countless dark shadows were moving. They were at least zombies, and their numbers were still growing. Damn it, I cursed under my breath. I turned to look at the mall.
There were still a lot of supplies inside that I hadn't had time to move, especially several crates of diesel and coal, which were crucial for surviving the extreme cold. But if I go in to stock up now, by the time the horde surrounds us, Manchu and I could be trapped inside the mall. If I evacuate now, I could leave safely. But if I miss this chance, it'll be hard to find this much supplies again. Manchu came out of the pet space and pressed tightly against my leg. A low growl rumbled in its throat. Its small eyes were fixed warily on the distant horde. I patted its head. My mind raced. The horde will take a few more minutes to arrive. The entrance to the mall is narrow. Maybe we can use the terrain to hold the zombies off temporarily. We'll quickly move the critical supplies. From my inventory space, I take out the reinforced fire axe and crossbow bolts. I look toward the mall with determination. Manchu, with me. We'll make this quick. If things go south, we can escape on the bike anytime. Right at that moment, the horde closed in to within 100 m. Their growls were getting closer. The red alarm lights were still flashing, as if heralding the coming battle. I take a deep breath, grip the fire axe tightly, and charge into the mall. Fortune favors the bold. That's what I was thinking.
Vroom. The roar of the dirt bike engine echoed through the mall. I gripped the handlebars tightly. My eyes scanned the shelves, piled high with supplies. My brain quickly sorted through the priorities. System alerts kept ringing in my head. Zombie horde distance 180 m, 150 m, 120 m. Each announcement was like a death knell, making my heart beat faster. Manchu, hold on tight, I yelled to Manchu in the sidecar. He immediately grabbed the guardrail with his paws, his little eyes watching our surroundings warily. The motorcycle weaved nimbly between the shelves. I steered with one hand, while using my mind to quickly store the supplies. First, the most crucial fuel. Several crates of diesel and coal were swept into my storage space. Next, high-calorie chocolate, canned beef, and a few thick quilts and down jackets. These were all essentials for the extreme cold. Zombie horde distance 80 m, 70 m, 60 m. The system alerts grew more urgent. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw zombies appearing at the far end of the aisle, their grayish arms waving in the darkness. Can't be greedy anymore, I gritted my teeth and yanked the steering wheel hard. The motorcycle charged toward the mall's main entrance. I'll put Manchu away in the pet space while I'm at it. As I passed the fire hydrant, I suddenly remembered something. I leaned over and pressed the fire alarm on the wall. Ding ding ding, a sharp alarm bell instantly drowned out the store's alarm. The sound pierced every corner of the mall. I saw through the rearview mirror that half of the zombie horde surging towards the main entrance was drawn by the alarm bell, turning towards the fire escape. This bought me precious evacuation time. Taking advantage of the horde splitting up, I rode the motorcycle around the boutique area on the mall's perimeter. There were many high-value items displayed here.
Fine knives in the glass case is a good choice for melee weapons in the apocalypse. Small generators on the shelves could solve heating and lighting problems. There were even several unopened cases of premium cigarettes.
They might serve as hard currency in the future for trading supplies. Can't let these go to waste. I slowed down. My right hand held the crossbow, while my left hand quickly stored items using telekinesis. Just as I stored the last case of liquor and cigarettes, two zombies suddenly rushed out from behind a nearby shelf, looking to die. My eyes turned fierce. I let go of the handlebar with my left hand. of corpses is 50 m away, 40 m. The system's prompt sounded again. The remaining horde has already breached the fire escape. They're closing in on the main entrance. I didn't dare stay any longer. I twisted the throttle hard. The motorcycle shot forward and burst through the mall's main doors. The tires left two long tracks in the snow, kicking up a cloud of snow. After I'd put a kilometer between me and the mall, I finally dared to slow down. I stopped behind an abandoned apartment building. Just as I cut the engine, a voice suddenly rang out in my mind, the system's excited prompt. It was completely different from the previous mechanical tone.
Congratulations, host. Stockpile supplies value requirement met.
Accumulated total exceeds 10,000 yuan.
Triggering major system upgrade. Vehicle system upgraded to level two. Unlock feature one, remote control.
Can be done through thoughts or wristband.
Control the vehicle's movement. Unlock feature two, light off-road vehicle form.
Can switch between motorcycle and off-road vehicle. Unlock feature three, 100,000-volt invisible electric grid.
Can be actively activated. Resist zombies and approaching enemies. New partner function added. Can bind with one team member. Share some system permissions, like space storage access, inventory viewing, reward distribution, system binding bracelet provided.
Vehicle has built-in space. As soon as the words were spoken, a black floating bracelet suddenly appeared in front of me, automatically slipped onto my left wrist. The bracelet felt cool to the touch, with a small display screen on the surface, showing the vehicle status, space capacity, and Manchu's health value. I had a thought. The motorcycle suddenly began transforming. The body elongated, the sidecar expanded into a spacious cabin. A sun awning rose from the roof. The two wheels became four.
With thicker tires, it now looked like a small off-road. What surprised me even more was after I opened the car door, inside there was actually a space separate from the main system, a cozy little apartment. On the left was a single bed, in the middle was a simple kitchen, equipped with a small gas stove and a refrigerator. On the right was a storage room, and there was even a small bathroom with a basic shower. I opened the trunk. It was packed full with guns and ammunition. But I didn't know how to use them yet. This is just amazing, I couldn't help but exclaim. All the previous fatigue and tension vanished instantly. With this upgraded vehicle, I could not only travel safely in this post-apocalyptic world, but I also had a mobile home. My living conditions improved by several levels in an instant. I let Manchu out of the pet space and let him get familiar with the inside of the vehicle. I walked over to the kitchen and took out fresh steak from my storage space. I lit the gas stove. The steak sizzled loudly. The aroma quickly filled the entire cabin.
Manchu was drooling with envy beside me, his little tail wagging nonstop. Just as I was about to sprinkle salt on the steak, the phone in my pocket suddenly started vibrating like crazy. It was Wuyazu and Luying calling, one call after another. There were also dozens of text messages bombarding me. Frowning, I opened the messages. The contents were nothing but curses and pleas. Luying and Wei Sansan, are you doing this on purpose?
You led us into danger.
You ungrateful wretch.
>> Wuliang, Sansan, we're freezing to death.
And we have no food. Can you send us some supplies?
We know we were wrong. We won't oppose you ever again.
>> Wuyazu, if you don't help us, we'll go find Xiaoyu. We'll tell her how you treated your adopted parents. We'll let everyone see your true colors. Reading these messages that twist the truth, a cold smirk curled on my lips. They're actually still alive, and they're still thinking of using moral blackmail and threats to force me to comply. They just don't know when to quit. I picked up my phone and opened my social feed. After the apocalypse started, the network was surprisingly still working. Maybe the authorities are keeping the cell towers running. I took a picture of a cooked steak with the caption, "First big meal in the apocalypse, warm and satisfying."
Set visibility to Wuyazu, Luying, and Wuliang only. Then I hit send. I wanted them to know that I'm doing just fine now, and their predicament is entirely their own fault. After posting, I thought about Luying's text mentioning finding Xiaolu, and a plan formed in my mind. I replied with a text message, No sarcasm, no refusal. I just sent a vague location pin and abandoned factory a kilometer from the warehouse and wrote, "If you want supplies, just come here to find me. Only you two can come. Bring one more person and I'm gone." After sending the message, I put away my phone. I cut the steak into small pieces, half for me, half for Man Two.
Watching Man Two devour his food, I touched the bracelet on my left wrist.
My eyes were cold. In the abandoned factory, I waited quietly, waiting for the fish to bite. After resting all night, the next morning, through the car window, I saw three familiar figures in the snowy distance. Wu Yazu supporting the limping Wu Liang with Lu Ying following beside them. They were shuffling toward the warehouse. They actually came looking. Not only that, even the missing Wu Liang came with them. I squinted my eyes. I thought back to the fake location I'd sent them earlier. I deliberately picked an abandoned factory 2 km from the warehouse. I never expected they'd either track my route or got lucky and somehow stumbled their way here. Man Two perked up his ears in the passenger seat. A low growl rumbled in his throat.
His little eyes were fixed intently on the three people. "Humph, they just won't give up." I sneered coldly. I activated the monitor function on my wristband. Their voices came through clearly on the screen. Lu Ying was walking at the front. She started banging on the warehouse door as soon as she arrived. Her voice was shrill and deliberate.
>> Wei San San, open this door. You did this to your father. How long do you plan on hiding? Wu Liang leaned against the wall, his face ashen. His right pant leg was empty. It seems after I injured him last time, he not only didn't get proper treatment, but also lost a leg.
He was breathing heavily, his voice hoarse. San San, Dad knows he was wrong.
Come out and give us some food and take a look at your father's leg. Wu Yazu chimed in from the side, shouting into the warehouse every now and then.
Brother, we're family. Let's talk this out properly. Don't be so heartless.
Their wailing was especially grating in the quiet of the abandoned factory. It wasn't long before the growls of zombies echoed from the distance. A zombie was drawn by the noise and was staggering towards the warehouse. I cursed under my breath. These people bring trouble wherever they go. I didn't get out of the car right away. Instead, I contacted Xia Lu via my wristband. Before I left, I left a warehouse and some supplies with her and taught her how to reinforce the doors and windows. I didn't expect it to come in handy now. From the wristband's communicator, Xia Lu's voice came through with a hint of caution.
"San San, Wu Yazu and the others are outside and they've attracted zombies."
Don't open the door. You hold the warehouse. I'll handle this. Don't worry. Xia Lu's voice was firm.
>> I set up the traps you taught me around the warehouse and I've got the crossbow ready. If they dare to force their way in, I'll make them regret it.
>> I ended the call. Looking through the car window, I saw Xia Lu's figure appear at the warehouse's second floor window.
She was holding a crossbow watching the trio below warily and the approaching zombies. This gave me a sense of relief.
Wu Yazu and the others saw Xia Lu too.
Lu Ying immediately changed her attitude, crying out to the window.
>> Xia Lu, you have to talk some sense into San San. We're all family. You can't do this to us. If you help us, we'll share the benefits with you later. But Xia Lu remained unmoved. He said coldly, >> How you treated San San before, I know all about it. You can't come in.
If you keep causing trouble, I'll shoot.
>> Lu Ying was left speechless. Wu Liang's face turned even uglier. Just then, three zombies had closed in behind them.
The one in front lunged at Wu Liang's back. Wu Yazu's leg was injured, so he couldn't dodge in time. Now's the time.
My eyes narrowed sharply. My left hand reached for the wristband. I opened the off-roader's remote control interface.
At that moment, Wu Liang was already pinned down by the zombie. Lu Ying and Wu Yazu screamed in terror and stumbled back. They dot com abandoning Wu Liang to his fate. My finger tapped lightly on the virtual interface. Activate the electric grid. Wu Yazu also panicked. He turned to run away. I looked at the Wu Liang zombie. There wasn't a flicker of emotion in my eyes. In my past life, when he pushed me to the zombies, he never imagined this would be his fate. I took out a crossbow from my spatial inventory. I aimed it at the Wu Liang zombie's head. After dealing with the trouble, I opened the system shop. Using my remaining points, I bought two firearm training courses. Two scrolls appeared in my hands out of thin air. I opened them and began to learn. A progress bar appeared beneath the scrolls. 50%, 99%. In less than 10 seconds, I had become a person with rich combat experience. I drove the SUV to the warehouse entrance. Xia Lu had already opened the door and came out quickly. She looked at the zombie corpses on the ground, then looked at me. Her eyes were full of admiration.
>> San San, that electric fence earlier was amazing.
And you did the right thing.
People like that don't deserve any sympathy.
>> I patted her shoulder. "During this time, you've guarded the warehouse well.
You've even learned to handle danger." I paused for a moment, looking at her seriously. "In this apocalypse, it's hard for one person to survive alone. I want to formally invite you to join my team. To survive with me, I've unlocked the system's companion function. Once bound, you can use some supplies and operate vehicles. Are you willing?" Xia Lu froze. Then his eyes turned red with excitement. He nodded vigorously. I'm willing.
Of course I am.
Being with you, I won't have to fear the apocalypse anymore.
>> I extended my left wrist with the bracer. The partner binding interface lit up. I brought the bracer close to Xia Lu's wrist. A system prompt sounded in my mind. Binding target, Xia Lu detected. Meets requirements. Proceed with binding. Confirm binding. Binding successful. Granting permissions. One, eternal space, basic access. Can withdraw designated supplies. Two, off-road vehicle basic operation. Cannot activate electric grid. Three, supply inventory viewing. A faint blue virtual bracer appeared on Xia Lu's wrist. And so, my team was born. I handed Xia Lu another scroll. He used it to learn firearm handling. Then I opened the SUV's rear hatch. Metal cases were neatly stacked inside. Firearms and ammunition. Five rifles and a shotgun gleamed coldly under the light. I picked up a black vest and gave it to Xia Lu.
It had multiple magazine and utility pouches. From now on, we won't just rely on firefighter gear.
>> [music] >> You'll handle the long-range firepower.
I'll manage the electric grid and close support. Xia Lu took the vest and the rifle. [music] His hands were shaking with excitement. We had just finished organizing the warehouse supplies when the radio in the car suddenly crackled to life. An urgent voice shouted on the brief call. Vermilion Bird Squad, the Qingxi Shelter Point is under a massive zombie horde attack. There are mutants with extreme speed inside. We're almost out of ammo. Over the radio, zombie roars and gunfire are mixed in. The situation is clearly critical. The Vermilion Bird Squad, the official recon squad I failed to save in time. I opened the car door and placed the shotgun on the passenger side mount. My voice was full of strength. Time to test this new toy's power. Xia Lu got in the back with his rifle. The off-roader's engine roared to life again. A pale blue electric grid lit up. Through the snowstorm, the vehicle sped toward the Qingxi Shelter Point. We raced off. The off-roader sped through the snowstorm.
The dashboard navigation showed we were one final kilometer from the Qingxi Shelter Point. In the distance, we could already hear intense gunfire and zombie roars mixed with the squad's shouts. The situation's worse than we thought. Xia Lu gripped his rifle tightly. His finger applied slight pressure near the trigger. His eyes were full of tension, but he didn't back down. San San, the settlement is just ahead. I see the horde. I squinted to see. The barbed wire fence around the settlement and has already been breached. At least 100 zombies and were surrounding a two-story building. A few of them were particularly thin with bluish-green skin. They stood out. They moved extremely fast. They're the mutants mentioned in the broadcast. Regular bullets only cause minor injuries to them. Only a headshot is fatal. Xia Lu, you're responsible for picking off the mutants with your rifle. Aim for the head. Don't waste ammo. While steering the wheel, I activated the electric grid on my wristband. Wall control interface.
I'll activate the grid to clear a path.
You take out any zombies that get through.
>> Got it.
>> Xia Lu immediately shouldered his rifle.
He activated the scope. The muzzle steadied, aiming at one that was lunging towards the building's window. Mutant, verm. The off-road vehicle accelerated sharply. A gunshot rang out from Xia Lu at the same time. A mutant that was about to pounce on the side of the vehicle dropped to the ground. Its head was blown apart with precision. Shook squad members noticed us, too. Someone leaned out the window and yelled, It's support. Hurry. We're on the second floor. But I didn't stop. The rescue objective was to help the squad escape, not to expose ourselves. After the electric fence cleared a path to the small building's back door, I shouted towards the window, "Back door is safe.
Move out. Quick." Then I sharply turned the steering wheel. The off-road vehicle drove off in the opposite direction, leaving behind a ground full of zombie corpses and the stunt squad members. Xia Lu was confused.
>> San San, aren't we going to meet up with them? I glanced at the task that just popped up on my wristband. "It's not necessary," I said. "Our goal is to complete the mission, not to make friends." After driving 2 km from the settlement, I stopped by an abandoned gas station.
Right after I turned off the engine, the system's clear prompt sounded in my mind. Trigger a series of hunting missions. Hunting the zombie horde on a cold night. Hunt mission requirement.
One, in the western city district, eliminate X swift frost corpses. Two, in the northern industrial zone, eliminate five heavy frost corpses. They have extremely high defense.
Require the use of heavy weapons or electric grids. Aim for the head after dealing heavy damage. Three, in the eastern city ruins, eliminate three devourer frost corpses.
They can devour their own kind to strengthen themselves.
This task needs to be completed quickly.
Total reward, 1,500 points. A finished pet enhancer X1, which can boost a pet's physique, perception, and speed. No side effects.
And a vehicle grid strength upgrade card X1. When I heard about the pet enhancer, my heart instantly tightened. Man Two has been by my side ever since the apocalypse began. Although he's smart and alert, facing increasingly powerful mutated zombies, his physique is still a bit weak. If I can boost his abilities, not only will he be safer, but he'll also become a more reliable partner in this apocalypse. Hear that, Man Two?
You're going to get stronger soon. I opened the pet space and Man Two immediately jumped out happily, nuzzling my palm and wagging his little tail nonstop, as if he understood what I said. Xia Lu also came over and patted Man Two's head, saying with a smile, "That's great.
Man Two can fight alongside us from now on and won't have to stay in the space all the time." I nodded, opened the back of the off-road vehicle, and took out a rifle fitted with a scope, handing it to Xia Lu. "Next, we'll split up and take action. You're responsible for the west side of the city. Look for the swift frozen corpses. Be careful. If you encounter any danger you can't handle, contact me immediately using the wristband. I'll go to the northern industrial district to investigate the heavy frozen corpses trail and collect some materials for heavy weapons." Xia Lu took the rifle and nodded seriously.
"Don't worry. I'll be careful. [music] I'll try to finish the mission early to upgrade Man Two." I spent the afternoon searching the northern industrial district, but only encountered a few regular zombies. There was no trace of the heavy frozen corpses. As dusk fell, I decided to return to the gas station to rest and wait for news from Xia Lu. I turned on the off-road vehicle's built-in computer. After the system upgrade, a new feature appeared that could connect to the survivors' encrypted network. On the screen, various survivor forum posts popped up.
Most of them were pleas for help. There were a few survival skill guides, but they were full of holes and easily misleading. I had an idea. The survival experience I'd accumulated in my past life and my analysis of zombie weaknesses might help more survivors. I could also use posts to attract useful information, like the trail of the heavy frozen corpses. I registered an anonymous ID, Wayfarer, and started writing a post. Essential guide, swift frozen corpses weakness analysis and countermeasures. It fears high temperatures. Use a Molotov cocktail or a flamethrower to drive it back. It has sensitive hearing. Use noise to lure it into a trap. Attached a blurry combat screenshot. An acute cold damp type collapsed. The background is snowy ground and tire tracks from an off-road vehicle. Vehicle features were obscured.
Then another post was made. A post about extreme cold survival tips. It detailed how to conserve energy in sub-zero temperatures, find water and avoid frostbite. Also attached were a few blurry supply storage screenshots. Less than half an hour after posting, the comment section exploded. OP is a real pro.
Lifesaver, I ran into an acute cold damp yesterday.
Used a Molotov to drive it back like OP said. Saved my life. Eco warrior, question for Wanderer. In the North District Industrial Area, have you encountered heavy armor zombies? Our squad almost got wiped out yesterday.
The tire tracks in the background look really badass. What kind of ride does the pro use? Recommendations? I didn't reply to the comments, just quietly gathered useful information. From the comments, I learned in the exhaust gas factory in the northern industrial area of the city, there really are heavily armored cold morning zombies appearing and more than five of them. I turned off the computer. Just then, Xiaolu's bracelet comms came through. Sansan, [music] I'm in the West District. Found three acute cold corpses. Everything has been resolved.
>> [music] >> Also ran into some survivors.
Traded for some food with them. How's it going on your end?
>> Good. We'll head to the North District Industrial Area first thing tomorrow.
The goal is to reload the cold zombie. I replied with a laugh. I felt more confident in my heart about completing the mission to enhance Man Tou. Late at night, I was loading a magazine into my rifle. Man Tou was sleeping on a mat beside me. Xiaolu was already asleep in the off-roader's bunk. Suddenly, my wristband shined with a message alert.
It wasn't a call from Xiaolu. Instead, it was a private message from a survivor forum intercepted by the system. The sender's ID was unfamiliar, but its content put me on instant alert. Xingzi, are you Wei Sansan? Don't think that just because you changed your ID, I wouldn't recognize you.
The tire marks in the background look just like the ones from the car you used to drive. And the zombie weaknesses you wrote about are exactly the same methods you used against Wu Liang before. If you have any conscience left, send us some supplies. Otherwise, we'll expose your identity and let everyone know that you're an ungrateful traitor. Then everyone will come after your supplies.
When I saw the words ungrateful traitor, I immediately knew who sent it. Besides Liu Ying and Wu Yaozu, no one else would talk to me like that. I clicked on the sender's profile. The latest post, published a few hours ago, pleaded, "Big shot, please notice us.
We're freezing to death in the West City ruins.
We desperately need food and medicine."
There was a photo attached below. The background showed the landmark building of the West City ruins. Liu Ying and Wu Yaozu were sitting in a corner, their faces pale. They really did seem to be in a tough spot. But what worried me more was their suspicion. Even without solid proof, they had already connected Xingzi to me. If they really did expose my identity on the forum, it would probably attract survivors with bad intentions, like those who covet the off-road vehicle and firearms. It might even put Xiaolu in danger. I stroked Man Tou, who was fast asleep. My eyes gradually turned cold. Liu Ying and Wu Yaozu, just won't stay quiet. It seems that before I can complete the hunt, I need to deal with this threat first. I closed the private message window. I opened the map function on my wristband.
I marked the location of the West City ruins. The snowstorm outside the window continued. On the SUV's built-in computer screen, the Walker's post kept getting bumped up. More and more survivors are starting to notice me, this mysterious post-apocalyptic boss.
The morning snowstorm had just stopped.
The oil tanks at the abandoned gas station were covered in white snow.
Using the system's environmental simulation, I disguised the off-road vehicle as a rusty, broken-down van and hid it in the woods to the west. Xiaolu was cleaning his sniper rifle. I leaned against the car and opened my wrist device. The Frost Knight zombie horde hunt mission still has one execution frost zombie and one heavy frost zombie left. Man Tou jumped out of the pet space and growled at the gas station entrance. I just put my hand on his head when a red alert popped up on my device.
Detected within a few meters, one survivor carrying weapons. D value, identity match. Wu Yaozu, Liu Ying and three accomplices. Through a gap in the trees, Wu Yaozu walked in front holding a rusty cleaver. Liu Ying cowered behind him. The other three carried steel pipes and a modified shotgun. Their eyes greedily scanned the oil tanks. This is it. The traveler's screenshot yesterday had similar tanks.
His car must be hidden nearby.
>> Wu Yaozu stopped walking. The tall, skinny guy hesitated. Could the oil tanks be dangerous? If we find the supplies and the car, we're set. Wu Yaozu said. Liu Ying quickly chimed in.
That little bastard must be searching behind the tanks. They didn't know I'd already emptied the tanks. I doused the ground and the wrecked cars with gasoline. A fuse line was tied to a utility pole by the tanks, connected to a spot a few meters away, the abandoned office building's remote detonator on the top floor. That's my sniper position. Xiaolu, guard the car. Use the wristband to monitor the zombies' movements. Man Tou, stay in the passenger seat and wait for my signal. I slung the sniper rifle over my shoulder.
I moved through the woods to the back of the office building. I used the fire escape to climb to the roof. The view from here is perfect. Through the scope, I clearly locked onto the five person.
They searched the abandoned cars but found nothing. Wu Yaozu, he kicked open the door of the van splashed with gasoline. Seeing the van was empty, his face darkened. He kicked over a gasoline drum at his feet. Dark oil stains spread across the snowy ground.
>> Search again. [music] If you can't find them, smash things to force him out. I sneered coldly and reached for the detonator. Just then, three regular zombies and two acute cold zombie were drawn by the commotion.
Perfect to take care of them all at once. Ready to detonate at any moment, I notified Xiaolu via the wristband.
Suddenly, the stubbly man pointed at the office building. Boss, what's that? Wu Yaozu looked up but only saw an empty window.
>> He cursed, "What are you looking at?
Keep searching.
If we can't find it, burn it."
>> us to now. I pressed the button. The fuse ignited instantly. Oh, no. Run.
Screamed the stubbly man. The system prompt, kill confirmed. Five survivors.
Three regular zombies. Five extreme punishment cold zombies. Remaining mission target, five extreme punishment cold zombies required. Five cold death zombies. Devour three cold zombies.
>> at the burning ruins. The coldness of being pushed to the zombies by them in my past life and the greedy scheming in this life were finally settled. I felt no sympathy whatsoever, only the peace that comes after rest. Over the next three days, while on the mission to eliminate four extreme punishment cold corpses, only one extreme punishment cold corpse remained. I continued using the anonymous ID, Walker, to post-apocalypse intelligence warnings.
The Han style migration saved another stronghold. My reputation skyrocketed.
My inbox was flooded with private messages and collaboration requests. In the survivor community these days, who doesn't know the great Walker?
If you show up, people will definitely follow you. Xiaolu leaned in to look at the screen and joked. I turned off the computer. The more famous you are, the more dangerous it gets. The authorities will notice sooner or later. I'm used to working alone. As soon as I said that, an encrypted official channel alert sounded. A notification tone. It was Lu Cheng, captain of the Vermilion Bird Squad, the one we rescued at the West City shelter before. I answered the call. The voice, processed by a modulator, was low and hoarse.
>> Mr. Walker, based on the intelligence you provided, we believe you possess core data.
We'd like to propose an information-sharing partnership.
>> Lu Cheng said sincerely.
>> We can supply materials.
Our shelters can help gather intelligence for you.
We won't force you to join us.
Just establish a communication channel.
My past life experience of being used as a tool by the authorities made me wary.
I don't need supplies and no partnership. I'll release information selectively. How much I help depends on fate.
>> Please reconsider.
The apocalypse is brutal.
It's hard to survive alone long-term.
We promise not to interfere and not to leak your information. Lu Cheng tried to persuade me, sounding regretful. No need to reconsider. I don't trust any organization. I directly ended the call and blocked him. I turned to explain to a confused Xiaolu. Cooperation means getting tied to their war chariot. Moral blackmail makes it hard to break free.
Keeping myself and Man Tou safe is what matters most. Man Tou rubbed against my palm, his little tail wagging gently. My irritation gradually faded away. I was just about to go look for zombies when the system alert went off. Heavy frost corpses, regular frost corpses. Retrieve the precision environmental monitor reward, 3,000 points vehicle weapon system upgrade, a high-level pet enhancer penalty. Mission time out or instrument destroyed, permanently lose chance for advanced weapons. Data shows giant frost corpses meters tall, strength enough to flip cars. Ice armor makes it immune to regular bullets.
Weakness unknown. Vehicle upgrades and enhancers are too important for us. We must complete this, no matter how hard.
All deploy the tactics. Xiaolu guards the vehicle, snipes outside zombies.
I'll take Man Tou inside to find its weakness. Use the comms bracelet if there's danger. Man Tou rubs against my leg, growling low. Seems to show determination. Arrived at the transfer station. I carry the shotgun, push the door open with Man Tou maze of shelves, 5 meters high. More than 20 common zombies were wandering around. A dull thudding sound from deep in the warehouse, at least three away from the cold zombie, more than the one suggested by the system. Man Tou suddenly growls low. Hand to weapon. Beside the left shelf, a meter-tall giant frost corpse is resting. The icy sheath around the bull's room glinted coldly. Its fist was bigger than my head. It sensed the movement. Its hollow eyes toward us. I immediately pulled Man Tou and hid behind the metal shelf. The hulk zombie charges at me with a roar. The door is instantly dented. Vehicle damaged.
Electrical grid strength decreasing.
>> to use the spatial blast talisman.
Intense gunfire erupts from the right flank. Vermilion Bird Squad, open fire.
Cover the survivor. Lu Cheng leads his team charging in. They're in tactical gear. Their coordination is seamless.
Two members pick off the regular zombies. Two suppress the hulk zombies with heavy machine guns. Lu Cheng uses a grenade launcher to blast them back. The one nearest me tosses me a loaded rifle.
Cooperation benefits us both. We also need to monitor some data. How did you find me? I ask warily. We analyzed your posts to narrow the area, a drone detected a lion pride gathering, your fighting style and the SUV's features.
It wasn't hard to identify you as the Walker. Lu Cheng explains they'll only copy the data afterward. The supplies are yours. As the lion pride closed in, I nodded. Just this once. After this, we go our separate ways. Don't reveal my identity. After assigning clear roles, the battle turned around. I spotted the weak points. I formulated the tactics.
Lu Cheng's team executed the landing. A crack appeared in the ice shell of the frost corpse on the right. I ordered concentrated fire on its left shoulder.
A high explosive grenade blew open a breach. After clearing the battlefield, we found the sealed storage point. Lu Cheng's teammate opened the electronic lock. Inside the metal cabinet was a precision monitor, about the size of a hand. I took out the core chip. I'm taking the chip. You guys copy the data from the rest. The warehouse supplies are yours, too. Lu Cheng was extremely grateful. These supplies can help a lot of people. While the team gathered the supplies, the system prompted, "Mission complete. 3,000 points vehicle weapons unlock. Booster X1 received. It hosts cooperating in combat with the order faction. Observing act of goodwill.
Limited cooperation mode unlocked.
Temporary team mission. Points plus 15% sharing some intel. Unlocking official intel exchange permissions." The system prompt was unexpected, yet reasonable.
Back at the base, I logged into my walker account. I privately messaged the citywide West District the Xiangyang base's distress call. "A zombie horde is besieging them. Their defenses are on the verge of collapse." Remembering those two rescued children, I opened the blocked official channel. "Walker?" Lu Cheng's voice sounded surprised. "Let's talk cooperation. On my terms." I said calmly. "One, limited to specific missions only. I don't join the official faction. I have final decision-making power. You follow my tactics. No interference in my private matters. No leaking information."
>> We agree to all.
The West District horde needs urgent support. We'll follow your command. Lu Cheng responded excitedly. I opened the system store. Use points to exchange for intel on the west side. Only the urgent cold line. Only the regular cold line is ready to move. The off-road vehicle's engine roars. This time, I'm not going alone. I'm bringing a new ally. Heading down the road to the rescue. The Xiangyang outpost in the west city has been overrun by zombies. 10 minutes later, rendezvous at the abandoned factory. I ordered into the walkie-talkie. Xiaolu hugged Mantou and laughed. Finally willing to cooperate.
>> cooperation. Let's go. People are waiting for rescue. Over the vehicle comms, Lu Cheng relayed intel. 10 regular frost zombies, five acute frost zombies are blocking the main gate.
>> I formulated a tactic. Lu Cheng's squad will draw fire from the side door. An hour later, the zombie horde was cleared. Lu Cheng handed me a metal case, 100 g of iron and supply intel.
Back at the safe point, I opened the system store. Silverwing armored vehicle, transformable mecha. I unlocked it without hesitation. With iron, the off-road vehicle instantly reconfigured.
Silver white armor covered its body, equipped with machine guns and rocket launchers. I pressed the transformation button. The vehicle stood up, transforming into a 10-m tall mecha with metal wings unfolding from its back. The comms suddenly rang. Lu Cheng's tone was gray. A 100-m long fissure has appeared on the city's edge.
Three scout teams have lost contact. I immediately accepted the reconnaissance mission. 1 hour later, the authorities delivered the equipment. I'm piloting the mecha alone toward the edge of the rift. The mecha switches to flight mode.
Wings deploy as it ascends. The infrared scanner shows the bottom is dense with red dots. One giant red dot has immense energy. While flying, the corrosive slime spat by the digger zombies is nullified by the armor. I activate a sonic attack, repelling the zombie horde. I reach the deep cave. Target is clear. A 10-m tall frost lich king and two 5-m giant digger zombies. I maneuver the mecha to hover. Missiles lock onto the lich king. Rapid-fire cannons clear the smaller zombie. The rift falls silent. Inside the cockpit, I look toward the energy crystal's location and tighten my grip on the control stick.
After I cleared the rift threats with my mecha, I ventured deep into the core cave. I retrieved the floating blue energy crystal. The moment I collected it, the crystal turned into a stream of light and infused my mecha. The system notified me the abyss exploration mission was complete. Reward, 5,000 points and the right to exchange for exclusive weapons.
My mecha's energy was also fully recharged. As I was evacuating, I found relics and a diary left by a scout team.
I learned they were severely attacked by burrower zombies and the frost lich king. Only one survivor remained, leaving a message pleading for help. He entrusted the authorities who would arrive later to deliver the news. During communication, Lu Cheng exposed my identity as Wu Sansan, but informed me the authorities were launching the Wayfarer series project. They were developing equipment based on my mecha's design. They invited me to provide data support, promising rare materials and intel in return. I agreed to cooperate, but demanded confidentiality. My public identity would be known as Wayfarer. 3 months later, Yin Ruoliu and I arrived at the Wayfarer equipment R&D base. Lu Cheng had been waiting for a while. He gave me a tour, showing me the newly assembled Wayfarer Unit 1 prototype.
This dark gray mecha was equipped with a 120-mm cannon, but its materials were heavy and its joints were stiff. I pointed out the lack of joint flexibility and flaws in the balance system. The developers immediately noted them down for optimization. Lu Cheng emphasized all models would be named Wayfarer, but my silver white Unit 0 was the unique starting point. The authorities invited me to lead the technical team, guiding tactical training. During a simulation against armored frost zombies, the pilot of Unit 5 is clumsy. I'll demonstrate with my unit. Our first real combat is in 2 weeks. Clear the devourer corpse cluster at the East City Mall. The five No. 1 machines are arranged in a fan shape. I am piloting Unit 0 for aerial command. Squad 1, use artillery on the regular corpses. Squad 2, target the devourer's weak spot, the abdomen. The artillery wipes out half the regular corpses instantly. After the mission ended, the team members gathered around Unit 0. Their faces were full of admiration. Leader, you're incredible.
If it weren't for you, we'd have been done for this time. Yeah, Unit 0 is like a god of war. With you here, we feel confident on missions. I just smiled. I didn't say much. Becoming a hero wasn't my original intention, but seeing more and more people able to protect themselves with mechas and having a better chance of survival in this apocalypse still gave me a sense of warmth. With the deployment of the Walker series mechas, their use greatly improved zombie clearance efficiency.
What used to require a whole squad fighting for half a day to clear a horde now, with just two walkers equipped, could be handled in half an hour. The authorities also upgraded the Walker intel sharing platform, providing real-time updates on zombie hotspots and clearance progress. More and more survivors and outposts joined in, forming a cleanup network covering the entire city. The name Walker became known to all, recognized by everyone.
Once, during a Walker mission, a silver white mecha, several meters tall, walked down the street. The laser weapons on its arms targeted the zombies ahead.
Wherever it went, zombies were turned into charred flesh. The trapped civilians exclaimed, "It's the Walker!
The Walker is here! We're safe!"
>> Actually, I wasn't involved in this operation, but my presence was felt everywhere. I piloted Unit 1, traveling through every corner of the city. From the abandoned factory in the west to the logistics hub in the north and the mall in the east, areas once overrun with zombies were gradually returning to peace. Occasional scattered zombies could be quickly dealt with by Unit 1 patrols. There were no more massive hordes. Even more surprisingly, after the apocalypse's third summer, the extreme cold began to ease. The snow that had previously blanketed the entire city was gradually melting away, revealing the fresh green sprouts on the ground. The temperature, which was originally below -60°, had slowly risen to around -10°. Some survivors even found a few surviving birds in the suburbs, chirping as they built nests in the branches. Mr. Walker, look.
Here's today's temperature monitoring data. It's 2° warmer than last week.
>> Lu Cheng came to me excitedly holding a report.
>> And according to satellite detection, the number of zombies outside the city has decreased by compared to months ago.
I looked at the data on the report, then glanced out the window. Sunlight streamed through the clouds onto the ground. The melting snow formed small streams flowing along the roadside.
Xiaolu and I held our wedding that summer. Mantou lay on Unit 0's shoulder, squinting in the sun. His little tail wagged gently. "It's so good." I said softly. My thoughts suddenly turned to the apocalypse in my previous life. Back then, there was no system, no mechas, no Walker series. People struggled desperately against the extreme cold and zombie hordes, ultimately never seeing hope. But now, thanks to the appearance of Unit, the launch of the Walker series, and everyone's hard work, the apocalypse has finally taken a turn for the better. Lu Cheng patted my shoulder.
His tone was firm.
>> This is all thanks to you, Mr. Wu.
Without your Unit 01 and the combat data you provided, we wouldn't have seen hope this quickly. Next, we plan to use the Walker series mechas to clear the zombies outside the city. We'll establish more settlements so more survivors can live stable lives. I nod.
My gaze drifts into the distance, toward the city's border. It was once shrouded in zombies and extreme cold, but now you can faintly see signs of human activity.
"We will." I say. "We'll make the city come back to life."
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