"Alex, the one thousand tables of banquets you ordered from my store last time still have money left to pay."
"I heard you stocked up a lot of goods in Allmart Shopping Plaza."
"You've bought out all the slaughterhouses."
"How about this, you send me some food, and I won't take the remaining money, how about that?"
Just after dealing with Rita's family, Alex saw a message from Mark.
This guy was just like in his previous life. When the end of the world came, he was sleeping at home.
But it was a lucky escape.
Because as soon as the apocalypse began, his store became a den of zombies.
Those normal people who had not mutated were eaten completely by zombies.
"I have stockpiled a lot of food, come and get it if you can."
Alex retorted and ignored him.
In this life, if you want to take food from him, it's impossible.
After withdrawing the three robots, Alex did not go back to the shelter, but turned the car around and headed straight for Gouda Square.
That's where the Walmart supermarket and warehouse are.
This is also where he used to work.
It's only the third day of the apocalypse, the supplies inside should not have been stolen yet.
If he delay for a few more days, it will be hard to say.
In his previous life, he clearly remembered that on the fourth day of the apocalypse, someone had established a safe base.
When zombies first appeared, people were so frightened that they hid in their homes and didn't dare to come out.
As food ran out, people began to bravely go out of their homes to hunt zombies.
Soon, they discovered that these zombies were very slow and didn't seem that scary.
Seeing someone taking the lead, those who did not want to starve to death began to act in groups.
As a result, in just half a month, several shelters appeared in the city.
And these so-called shelters are actually residential areas or large courtyards.
As long as we clear out the zombies in the community, it will become a safe base.
Once the survivors' base is established, they will collect supplies everywhere.
Therefore, he must find a way to get the supplies from Walmart today, otherwise, it is very likely that others will get the benefit.
…
"Come out obediently, as long as you are obedient, we promise not to hurt you."
"In fact, if you serve us well, we will let you go back."
"If you don't come out, I'm going to shoot you."
At the door of the computer room on the fourth floor of Gouda Plaza, a man with a scar on his face holding a pistol threatened loudly.
However, it was quiet inside, without any sound at all.
"If you don't accept my toast, I'll have to drink the wine for punishment, right?"
Bang! Bang! Bang!..
Seeing no response from inside, the scarface man fired several shots at the iron door of the computer room.
The iron door, which was already riddled with bullet holes, now had several more dents on it.
"Okay, stop wasting bullets."
"We only have a little over a hundred of them. If we kill one, there will be one less."
"What will you use to defend yourself after you've used up all the bullets?"
In the distance, a middle-aged man with pockmarks on his face was lying on a reclining chair. When he heard him shooting, he quickly looked up and shouted angrily.
"But this woman won't open the door."
"I'm so anxious."
"I was locked up in a cell for eight years."
"I haven't touched a woman in eight years."
Scarface said angrily, holding the gun.
"You've made it through eight years, why would you still care about one or two days?"
"Don't worry, when she gets really hungry, she will come out on her own."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
The middle-aged man with the pockmarked face glared and shouted.
"Listen to me, put the gun away and save the bullets for self-defense."
"When we escaped from prison, we finally got a few pistols. Where can we get more bullets if you waste them all?"
"We don't know how long this chaos will last. If a cop chases us and we don't have anything to defend ourselves, we'll be finished."
"Brother is right. This woman can't run away anyway. If we starve her for two more days, she will open the door obediently."
As soon as John finished speaking, the others in the room also started to criticize Scarface.
"I just want to find a woman to have some fun with and relieve my sexual desire."
"We've escaped all the way here, and all we've encountered are zombies."
"I finally met a big-butt woman, but she's hiding. Sigh...."
Bang!
The scarface man put away his gun and kicked the iron gate with an unwilling look on his face.
"This building is so big, there must be a lot of people alive."
"Search carefully, floor by floor."
"If they are men, throw them downstairs to feed the zombies."
"Catch all the pretty women."
"We will occupy this building."
"This will be our base from now on."
"Clear all the zombies in this building."
"Remember, when cleaning up zombies, don't waste bullets if you can avoid it."
The middle-aged man with the pockmarked face began to assign tasks to everyone.
"Let's go and look upstairs."
"I saw a poster on the first floor saying that a female celebrity was coming to Gouda Plaza to attend some event."
"If we're lucky, maybe we can get a female celebrity to play with, hahahah.
A group of people walked out holding machetes, talking and laughing.
Vroom!
Suddenly, they heard the roar of an engine.
The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face lying on the reclining chair suddenly sat up like a frightened look.
He grabbed the pistol from the table and ran quickly to the window.
"It's a military vehicle."
"Brother, are they you here to arrest us?"
Scarface stretched his head to look outside and saw a camouflaged infantry fighting vehicle. He was so scared that he quickly retracted his neck.
"Damn it! I just cleared out the zombies on these floors, and the cops are already chasing me."
"Isn't this too damn fast?"
John glanced outside and said with hatred.
"Brother, he doesn't look like a cop."
"Look, he's alone?"
The other bandit seemed to have discovered something and his face lit up with joy.
"You dare to come and die alone?"
"Get your weapons ready. Let's go to the first floor and ambush him."
John loaded the bullet into the gun and then ran downstairs with everyone.
Not long after they left, the door of the computer room opened with a crack, and a woman in professional attire poked her head out.
After finding that there was no one outside, she tiptoed out.
She walked to the window, looked down, and sure enough, she saw a military vehicle.
However, the person the bandit had just mentioned disappeared.
Those bandits have guns in their hands and are lying in ambush in the dark. Going in alone would be tantamount to committing suicide.
what to do?
For a moment, she secretly worried about that person.