Hallucination?
Xiao Yu nodded to himself.
He had just returned from the Reborn in the Apocalypse world filled with Zombies—he could very well be hearing things.
"Alright, let's go."
Xiao Yu led the group downstairs and drove away from the hotel.
As they passed the Jinhu Bridge,
a patrolling officer saluted him—likely instructed to do so by Guo Weihui.
After leaving Jinhu,
Xiao Yu input [Lingrui Freezing Workshop] into his phone's navigation.
"QianDu Navigation at your service."
"Your destination is 15 kilometers away. Turn right in 100 meters."
Today's target: the cold storage plant.
Han Kexin was driving the sports car, while Xiao Yu looked out the window. There were significantly more soldiers patrolling the streets today.
Each one had a grim, kill-or-be-killed look on their face.
"Turn back. Due to emergency measures, no one is allowed outside."
A middle-aged woman tried to exit her residential complex,
but was sternly blocked by soldiers at the gate—no room for negotiation.
The sports car roared on.
Gunfire echoed in the distance, even above the engine noise—signs the city was falling apart.
Soon after, Xiao Yu's car was stopped at a checkpoint.
But with the special access pass signed by Guo Weihui,
they were waved through immediately—barely any delay.
Ten minutes later,
a massive industrial complex appeared in sight. This was the Lingrui Freezing Workshop, a facility that rented out cold storage services.
Possibly due to last night's slaughterhouse looting,
security had been upgraded—every guard was now armed.
Four rifle-wielding guards stood watch at the gate, eyes sharp as hawks.
Just then, several trucks were already hauling out frozen meat.
Xiao Yu had cleaned out all fresh meat from the city's slaughterhouses last night. To meet the public's meat demand, they had clearly turned to the cold storage reserves.
"Damn it!"
"That's all my meat!"
Heart aching,
Xiao Yu rushed forward, stopped three cold chain trucks, and used Mental Enchantment to force the drivers out—then knocked them unconscious.
"Kexin, move!"
No time to waste—Xiao Yu was going all in for the meat.
He and Han Kexin unleashed Mental Enchantment again.
Next second, two security guards fell under their control. They raised their guns and shot out the security cameras by the front gate.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing?"
"Are you insane?"
"Why shoot the cameras?!"
The guards said nothing.
They stormed the security room and unplugged the entire surveillance system.
Then—like it was rehearsed—they slammed into each other,
rolled their eyes back, and passed out cold.
"What… what is happening?"
Two guards still stood by the gate, dumbfounded by the bizarre scene. But seconds later—
Their eyes, too, went vacant.
Then a voice echoed in their minds:
"Knock yourself out."
"Knock yourself out!"
Powerless to resist,
they dropped to their knees and began slamming their heads into the ground until they passed out.
"Whew—"
Done!
"Xiaoran, store those three cold chain trucks into the Space Warehouse."
Xiao Yu picked up the four submachine guns on the ground.
He checked the ammo—
The first two had fired during the camera takedown, but the other two were fully loaded.
Sick!
Xiao Yu's shooting skills were trash,
but just holding a gun made him feel much more confident.
"Here, take one each."
An Xiaoran and Han Kexin took the submachine guns.
Xiao Yu gave them a quick crash course in how to use them.
"Alright, let's head inside."
Lingrui Freezing Workshop was a massive cold storage facility—capacity exceeding 10,000 tons.
Damn…
Ten thousand tons. Just thinking about it made Xiao Yu's scalp tingle.
As the trio entered the warehouse,
they saw over a dozen workers fleeing in panic.
"Run!"
"There's a Zombie inside! It already killed two people!"
"Help! Somebody help!"
People were finally realizing—
The T-Virus wasn't some ordinary epidemic.
Infected victims turned into full-on Zombies—just like in the movies.
Around ten workers ran frantically,
chased by three mangled, gore-soaked monsters.
Xiao Yu recognized them at once:
T-Virus Carriers — able to reanimate the dead into walking corpses.
"We're going in!"
Xiao Yu, An Xiaoran, and Han Kexin all pulled out their Fire Axes.
They couldn't rely on abilities all the time—mental energy was too draining.
Xiao Yu charged in first.
With a mighty swing, he split one Zombie's skull open.
But the axe got stuck in its brain.
He kicked the second Zombie away, whipped out a submachine gun, and fired at its head.
Rat-tat-tat!
A spray of bullets turned its skull into zombie mush—extra juicy.
Meanwhile,
An Xiaoran and Han Kexin teamed up and took down another one.
Truthfully,
Zombies weren't hard for them to kill head-on—it was just their first time. They weren't used to it yet, and both their hearts were racing.
"I still prefer making them off themselves,"
Han Kexin said, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
This woman always kept herself immaculately groomed—must be a professional habit.
"You'll get used to it in time."
"Right now, let's focus on loading up supplies."
"This place is huge—it'll take a while to clean it out."
The 10,000-ton facility likely had at least seven to eight thousand tons in reserve.
Jackpot.
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