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Bitten by the Zombie

I was bitten by a zombie, which doesn't seem to be a bad thing. After being bitten, I not only didn't turn into a zombie, but also, zombies no longer attack me. While people struggle for survival under the pursuit of zombies, I move freely among them. When people fight each other over a piece of bread, I have alreadycollected a large amount of supplies and casually raised an army. While people barely establish camps under the siege of zombies, I have already become a ruler of a territory!

vladimi · sci-fi
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Chapter 21: The Confident, Wealthy, and Handsome Man

Three vehicles arrived, carrying a total of eight people.

Five men and three women.

They were only there to pick up items from a convenience store.

Bursting into the store, they left swiftly in less than two minutes.

This group was smart and well-planned.

Even though the activity of zombies was most frequent at night and their response to sound was extremely sensitive,

if one could utilize the characteristics of zombies, it was possible to attract and divert nearby zombies.

This allowed their companions to transport food and water as safely as possible.

Zhang Cheng observed the entire process.

He did not come out to greet these survivors.

Instead, he waited until they drove off, remembering the direction they headed in,

which was opposite to that of Xincheng Bay.

Zhang Cheng remembered that the area was an early-developed villa district on the outskirts of Donghai City.

Although it lacked the river view of both sides, it had the advantage of fewer residents, better greenery, and air quality.

The group in the off-road vehicle were likely survivors from the villa area.

They probably ran out of food in the villa and decided to venture out tonight.

Moreover, their hurried manner, grabbing whatever they could without choosing, suggested it was their first time searching for supplies.

"Villas, off-road vehicles..."

Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes, tempted.

He had never lived in a villa in his life.

With the apocalypse, the original social order, law, rules, and morals were virtually non-existent.

And he had a gun and the ability to survive.

Why couldn't he live in a better house?

Moreover, that off-road vehicle was indeed monstrous.

When it hit a zombie, it was as easy as crushing tofu.

If he had it, collecting supplies would be much more efficient.

While Zhang Cheng was contemplating,

the monstrous off-road vehicle returned.

This time, it slowed down.

Zhang Cheng could see clearly the driver in the vehicle.

A young man with dyed golden short hair and a black shirt.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the young man was indeed handsome.

His handsome face seemed filled with confidence, not even scared by the zombies' howls and roars at night.

The modified off-road vehicle whizzed past, disappearing on the road ahead.

Uhh... Uhh...

Heh heh... Heh...

The engine noise of the off-road vehicle attracted zombies, who chased it for a while before stopping.

Zombies, lacking intelligence, might track prey by strength, smell, or sound.

Although it was unclear how zombies tracked and hunted humans, one thing was certain.

As long as one ran far enough, out of the zombies' hearing range, they would no longer pursue.

...

When Zhang Cheng returned to Xincheng Bay community, Tang Ying was still awake.

The constant low growls and roars of zombies at night.

A zombie outside her door was also knocking.

She had to admit, ever since being with Zhang Cheng, she could sleep at night only because she had him to rely on.

Now, with Zhang Cheng away and hearing the zombies knocking, she was scared.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As Zhang Cheng walked up the stairs, he saw two zombies knocking on his door.

If he opened the door now, the zombies, smelling 'human flesh' inside, would definitely squeeze in crazily.

"Forget it, I'll get a couple more tomorrow to block the door."

Zhang Cheng put down his backpack and luggage bag, then struck each of the zombies' heads with a stick.

Black blood and yellow, foul-smelling brain matter...

splattered all over the door.