I'm just a little concerned...

"Yes, indeed. Given the current situation, it's unclear, so we can only strive to strengthen ourselves for self-preservation."

"When resources become scarce in the future, we'll have the ability to go out and replenish them!" Elijah spoke earnestly.

Bella hesitated before saying, "But won't exercising consume a lot of food? Shouldn't we save food and wait for rescue?"

"Normally, that would be the case. But haven't you noticed? There's no cell phone signal at all now..."

Elijah took a bite of his food before continuing, "With communication and power outages, if water and gas are cut off as well, it means the municipal government has completely collapsed. "

 "Relying on the government for rescue... Although I believe the military, with its immense strength, should be able to deal with these zombies, when will they come to our rescue?"

" In 5 days? 10 days? Or 20 days?"

" If we keep waiting for rescue and then skimp on food, it will lead to nutritional deficiencies and weakness."

" When we eventually run out of water and food, we'll be even less capable of dealing with the zombies! Instead of relying on the unknown, I believe in ourselves!"

Looking at Elijah's confident and determined eyes, Bella couldn't help but feel a slight surge of spirit.

"If you're worried about me consuming too much food, we can split it up!"

"No, there's no need!" Bella quickly refused. "I'm just a little concerned..."

"Rest assured, unless I'm certain, I won't act recklessly. After all, nobody wants to die. And if my guess is right, water and gas might be cut off tonight..."

With the recent outbreak of the zombie virus, many people were still hopeful for rescue.

Elijah understood; in his past life, he had waited until the last bullet and grain were depleted before venturing out for survival.

But now, since he was reborn, he naturally cherished every day and took each step carefully!

The two fell silent, focusing on finishing their meal.

Every grain of food couldn't be wasted.

After finishing their meal, Bella cleaned up the dishes while Elijah found a long-handled umbrella, preparing for precise stabbing.

The weak point of zombies was their heads, but the human skull was the hardest part.

To eliminate zombies, one had to crush their heads with blunt objects or pierce through their brains with sharp objects, such as poking through the eyes, ears, nose, or mouth.

As for cutting off the head with a sword, it was possible but risky.

Firstly, swords were short-ranged, making one susceptible to being grabbed by the zombies.

Secondly, sword blades were prone to breaking without proper maintenance tools, leading to more trouble than benefit.

The best weapon was a firearm, but the noise it produced could easily attract more zombies.

So, most people in the apocalypse used steel rods or similar substitutes.

Strong individuals could swing them, instantly smashing a zombie's head, while weaker individuals could stab from a distance, although it required more accuracy.

Steel rods were also handy for prying open doors and locks, making them essential tools for survivors.

Currently, Elijah didn't have a steel rod, so a long-handled umbrella was a decent choice.

Its tip was made of metal, not very sharp but sufficient for stabbing zombies.

In theory, he had abundant experience, but he couldn't fully inherit it into his current body.

Elijah walked to the balcony and hung several bottle caps on the clothesline, about one meter and sixty centimeters above the ground, representing the eyes and mouth/nose of a person respectively.

He gently moved the rope to make the bottle caps sway, then took a stance with the umbrella, ready to strike.

When the timing was right, he tightened his thighs, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and struck with the umbrella!

"Clang!" The bottle cap made a slight noise as it was hit and swung backward.

Elijah nodded in satisfaction.

Although there were significant differences between his current body's functions and those of his body a year into the apocalypse, his timing and proficiency remained unchanged.

He continued practicing for a while, regaining some of his feel, feeling that his hunger had subsided.

Then, he assumed his stance again and continued practicing the Golden Elephant Body Forging Technique.

The Golden Elephant Body Forging Technique consisted of four sets of movements, each with eight forms.

In the morning, he mainly familiarized himself with the movements and corresponding breathing techniques without exerting full force.

This time, Elijah put all his effort into each move, trying to mobilize all the bones, tendons, and muscles in his body to move together, coordinating with his breathing—sometimes short, sometimes long—constantly tightening, contracting, and relaxing...

After completing a set of movements, he was drenched in sweat, and his body was shaking slightly.

Elijah didn't stop there but continued to practice for a second time.

Bella quickly finished washing the dishes; she didn't dare to stay alone in the house. Occasionally, there were one or two human screams in the neighborhood, filling her heart with fear.

Only when she saw Elijah, could Bella feel slightly relieved. After all, this man... was not afraid of zombies!

She sat on the dining room chair, watching Elijah exercise.

Although she didn't know what he was practicing, she could sense from Elijah's drenched clothes and constant rolling sweat that it seemed to be very strenuous.

After completing the set of movements, Elijah was already having trouble standing.

He didn't dare to push himself to continue practicing and sat on the nearby sofa to rest.

He wiped the sweat off his body with a towel and drank mineral water to replenish the lost fluids.

"You're sweating so much. Just drinking water isn't enough; you need to replenish your salt intake in time!" Bella suddenly spoke up.

"I overlooked that. Could you get me some salt? I'm feeling a bit drained now," Elijah replied.

Bella turned around and fetched the salt from the kitchen, adding a spoonful to his water. Elijah swirled the water and took a few sips.

Although the taste wasn't great, he could still tolerate it.

"You practiced so hard just now; you'll definitely be sore tomorrow and won't be able to get up!" Bella said casually as she sat beside him.

"Well, since I have nothing else to do, getting a bit stronger is better. That way, I can deal with zombies more effectively!"

Elijah replied, changing his posture and stretching his major muscles, grimacing slightly.

Seeing this, Bella blurted out instinctively, "How about... I give you a massage?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Bella regretted it!

Today's sudden turn of events made her subconsciously rely on the man in front of her and want to do something to bring them closer.

But a massage... was clearly inappropriate!

But it was too late to take back her words because Elijah promptly said, "That would be great, thank you!"

He then flipped over and lay down comfortably.

Bella pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally approached, reaching out her hand to start massaging his leg muscles.

Surprisingly, it felt quite comfortable!

"Your technique is really good!" Elijah felt his muscles gradually loosen, no longer stiff, and his blood circulation improved, couldn't help but sigh.

"My grandmother was bedridden when she was sick, and I took care of her. I learned from instructional videos specifically for that!" Bella replied.

Since she had already started massaging, Bella decided to relax, and the two began chatting casually.

After massaging his legs, Bella started massaging his waist and back. Because it was so comfortable, Elijah gradually fell asleep!