Jack arrived at this Mall in the Economic Development Zone.
After arriving, only one roof could be seen.
He followed the same procedure, broke the glass above, and used climbing ropes to wrap himself inside.
After entering the mall, traces of the once bustling scenes still lingered inside.
The circular shopping mall displays exquisite products in each store.
Expensive clothing, shoes, and various daily necessities were not worth a penny at this time and can be taken away at will.
Jack selected some useful product stores and directly packed everything in the entire store into his own space.
The supermarket was located on the basement level.
After casually gathering the supplies, he walked towards the basement level.
As expected, due to its distance from human habitation, this place was still filled with abundant goods.
However, in terms of quality, it was truly indescribable.
The mall was partially crushed by the blizzard, and cold air entered it, so the shelves inside were covered in frost.
The cold air had completely destroyed the food here.
Some puffed foods and cookies had even formed ice layers.
Especially in the vegetable area, although there was no decay or odor, it was still severely dehydrated, and there might be no taste in the mouth after eating.
The meat area was relatively good, as it had been frozen into ice lumps and was authentic zombie meat.
As for fish tanks that kept fish, they can also burst after freezing, so didn't expect to eat fish.
In short, in normal times, the food here was probably only discarded as garbage.
Either it can be sent to the food factory through connections and processed into pre made dishes.
Jack shrugged and said, "I won't eat these things for nothing."
He didn't even bother to put them in his own extra space.
Anyway, he didn't lack any supplies, why would he want these inferior goods?
However, these were not important.
Even if the quality of these foods was poor, for those neighbors who hadn't eaten anything normal for a long time, they were all top-notch delicacies in the world!
Jack took out two large luggage bags from the space and casually threw some rotten vegetable leaves and zombie meat into them.
He stuffed them with some bread and cookies that had already swelled due to moisture.
Two large bags were quickly filled.
Jack didn't plan on moving anything else, just left it here for now.
Maybe he can save other people's lives in the future, anyway he didn't need to take them away.
After finishing all of this, Jack glanced at the Rolex on his wrist.
This was a famous watch that had undergone cold protection treatment and can still operate in extremely low temperatures.
Perhaps the time was not very accurate, but at least we can get a rough idea.
The time displayed on Rolex is 3:30 pm.
It would take about an hour to return to Y Community from here.
Jack wouldn't waste any time.
Anyway, he still had the opportunity to come out again in the future, and no one can compete with him. Let's keep exploring other places slowly in the future.
Jack left the supermarket with the looted supplies and started riding a snowmobile back.
By the time he returned to the Y community, the sky had already darkened a bit.
"Boom boom."
The sound of the engine was particularly noticeable in the quiet community.
As soon as he returned, faces appeared on the windows of various buildings, staring at him intently.
On the 15th floor of Room 26, Harold, the leader of T Gang, squinted his eyes and stared fixedly at the brand new snowmobile.
Half of his face was burned, making him look even more ferocious.
That night, although a few of them managed to escape back by chance.
But half of his face was also licked by the tongue of fire, turning into his current appearance.
"Surprisingly, there is such a thing that can run in the snow. Such a good thing, if we can use it, we can go out to find food in the future. Why do we still need to eat those sour meats."
A chubby black man beside him glanced at it and said, 'Uncle, I know this. In our area, this thing is called a plow! It's an electric plow.'
Harold stared fixedly at Jack's snowmobile and said in a deep voice, "No matter what it is, we have to find a way to get him over!" It's not just Harold who thought this way.
Everyone who was staring at Jack thought so.
After more than half a month of quarantine, many of them had gone insane, and it's only a matter of time before the rest of them went insane and die.
They needed to leave here and went out to find food and living space.
The heavy snow that originally covered the sky hindered them.
Jack's snowmobile reignited their hope.
Jack could feel the greed and blatant killing intent hidden in so many gazes.
But as he touched the handgun around his waist and thought about the large amount of weapons and equipment he had found today, he felt very at ease.
After getting off the motorcycle, Jack looked up and found that the neighbors of No. 25 were also excitedly watching him.
These neighbors stared fixedly at the two luggage bags brought back by Jack.
Jack curled his mouth and pretended to drive the snowmobile to the underground garage behind him.
By bypassing everyone's perspective, he incorporated the snowmobile into the space.
Then he walked back with two luggage bags.
There were many things, so his footprints were also very deep, which made the neighbors of No. 25 excited and even cried out while lying on the window.
Harold and others next door also had their eyes shining brightly.
"Uncle, could that be food?"
Black Fatty excitedly pointed at Jack and asked.
Harold cursed, "Nonsense! If you don't look for food when you go out at this time, can you find a woman?"
A group of T Gang workers around them swallowed their saliva and gathered around.
"Do you have anything to eat?"
"He found food outside? Great, there's still food outside, we're saved."
"What else are you talking about? Go fuck him! Grab everything, including his car."
A group of people shouted with red eyes.
Harold pondered for a moment and said coldly, "Don't worry for now. This kid should be Jack, who killed David."
This kid was really vicious. He killed so many of our brothers last time, we had to be careful. Besides, I heard he had a gun in his hand. Even if we wanted to do it, we had to do it quietly!
Harold was very cautious.
Although the two buildings were adjacent, there was also a distance of several tens of meters between them.
Running through thick ice and snow was like a live target!
So although they were envious of the supplies brought back by Jack, they did not act rashly.
But there were calm people, naturally there were impulsive people.
The following workers were not satisfied with Harold's arrangement.
A few people discussed for a while and thought that if they didn't take advantage of this opportunity to act, they wouldn't have a chance when Jack returned to the house.
So a few people sneakily carried knives and wrenches and went downstairs.
Jack carried supplies and entered the hallway through the window, then took out his phone and told Uncle You that he had returned, asking him to come and pick him up.
Actually, there's no need for him to speak, the security guard also heard the movement of the snowmobile.
The security guard had already hurried over to pick up Jack.
"Jack, you... you actually found so many things."
Looking at the two large luggage bags held by Jack, the security guard 's eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.
It's snowing heavily outside, and if someone else went out, they might not even be able to find their way.
Professional matters really needed to be handled by professionals!