The system’s voice transmitted new information to Chu Han who was walking with Shangguan Yuxin toward the hospital.
"Su Xing’s loyalty has reached 30%"
Chu Han stopped moving and almost fell on the ground.
"What happened?" Shangguan Yuxin was confused.
"It’s nothing, keep moving." Chu Han said in a calm voice suppressing his excitement.
Su Xing? The stubborn boy was ‘that’ Su Xing?!
Sh*t! He had stumbled upon treasure!
In Chu Han’s previous life, Su Xing had turned into an excellent engineer after the apocalypse; he had even designed the large base five years after the apocalypse. Although he was physically weak and couldn’t even fight against phase 1 zombies, his designs were excellent. Besides that, he was able to a.n.a.lyze the force and speed of each zombie phase accurately. It was inconceivable as he knew nothing about biology; he had accomplished everything relying on physics.
He could not indentify between a phase two or phase 3 zombie, but he could compare the scratches they simultaneously left on a surface.
Chu Han had never met the big-shot Su Xing in his previous life, but he really admired him. He could have never expected that after talking with Su Xing, he would be the one admiring him now! Although his loyalty was only at 30%, it was a good start. Loyalty and goodwill were different things.
The former meant obedience.
Chu Han felt happy and fearful at the same time. He thought that from then on he should ask the names of whoever they met; who knew, maybe they were influential people from his ‘past’. Talents like them should not be missed!
Be it within or outside the supermarket, everyone was busy arranging things. Lots of large material were being carried out and placed in strange and similarly natural angles.
No one knew why Su Xing had ordered them to make those sudden changes. Su Xing had used everyone from the supermarket, not just because of his authority, but because Chu Han had allowed to follow him. Chu Han’s reputation was stronger than Su Xing’s.
It had only been fifteen minutes after Chu Han had taken that irreplaceable position in the supermarket.
But not everyone tried to work hard, especially the people who were having evil intentions for the three women and were hostile toward Chu Han. They were hiding in the ma.s.s and looked at each other with implicit eyes while discussing something.
"How about killing the fatty on the second floor while the violent guy is absent? The fatty must be really weak because of all that fat!"
While the people were busy and trying hard to improve their defenses, the booming sound of a vehicle came from afar.
"Someone is coming here again?"
"It surely is lively today!"
"Someone without guts wouldn’t be coming here."
"Take your weapons and let’s have a look!"
A dirty Jeep was approaching; one could see that it should have killed lots of zombies because there was dried dark blood and chunks of rotten meat on a thick nail. They looked fresh but the smell was not that thick.
The Jeep stopped before the camouflaged supermarket. The vehicle could not enter since there were many obstacles in front of the supermarket.
The driver was Yue Zi.
The current him was really dirty and his fat face was much thinner, he must have had some tough days. All his belongings amounted to some guns and a bag on the copilot seat.
‘Kacha!’
Some aborigines from the supermarket stepped forward and broke the Jeep’s window with a wooden stick. They could not touch the vehicle since there were zombie parts on it.
"Whoever you are, get out of the car!" Although the tone was unfriendly, it was not overbearing. It was the apocalypse, so there should be some restrain dealing with other humans.
Yue Zi took a deep breath and pulled out a gun, and then he opened the door forcefully and got out.
‘Bang!’
The closing door’s sound was so loud that the people close to the car stepped back.
"He has a gun!?"
"Where did he find the gun?"
"Is he a policeman or did he steal it?"
Everyone stared at Yue Zi’s gun. They had never left the supermarket and the farthest they had gone was the parking lot outside, so they had never seen the bag full of guns and bullets that the military distributed.
The people that broke the window were quivering. Someone’s voice sounded like a duck full with excitement and greed, "You have a gun?!"
Yue Zi looked at the bystanders and then his pupils narrowed. He stared at the G55; the crossroad vehicle was modified. Yue Zi would not have recognized the vehicle if he hadn’t fought for the car.
It was different!
The arrogant Yue Zi would not be afraid of a thousand of zombies but the G55’s appearance did shock him! But what shocked him most was the idea of Chu Han being there!
Some people started having evil intentions when they saw that Yue Zi was so quiet and not moving. They made their way to Yue Zi and stared at the gun with greedy eyes.
"Buddy, where did you get that gun from?"
"Do you have other guns? Can you give me one to play with?"
Even though the people around him were trying to strike a conversation, Yue Zi was not responding. His eyes turned red as he was staring at the G55 and thinking about Chu Han being there!
Finally! He had found them!
The unresponsive Yue Zi confused the people, but they were excited because they thought he was a foolish person.
Someone went forward rapidly and stretched out his hand to take the Yue Zi’s rifle!
"Since you seem like a fool, how about giving me your gun!?"
‘Bang!’
Suddenly there was a gunshot.
The person who tried to steal the gun fell on the ground and fresh blood surged out.
"Ah—"
"Run!"
"Another person that kills without batting an eye!?"
The shocked bystanders ran away and the large parking lot became quiet suddenly.
Su Xing was the first to run, his heart was racing. He just rushed to the second floor directly. Although he was good with physics, he was not a fighter. He needed to find someone who could protect him while Chu Han was absent. No matter if it was Chen Shaoye, Shang Jiuti or Bai Yuner, there should be someone that could tell him what to do.
Someone had come to destroy the supermarket!
Beside Yue Zi, the Jeep’s rear door opened and a stubble disobedient man holding a gun while smoking got off.