The Bluetooth speaker Elijah used to clear the mall of zombies proved effective, so he kept one.
Placing it at the door, he closed it and opened his phone, clicked to play music, and turned the volu to the maximum.
Upbeat music imdiately played outside the mall!
Ryan, who was walking away, froze. He turned to look at Elijah, his face filled with anger and despair.
"You son of a bitch! You set up!" He now had no fighting ability at all! Encountering zombies would undoubtedly result in death!
At this mont, several zombies nearby, hiding in who knows what corner, heard the commotion. They imdiately turned their heads and began running towards the sound.
"Ah, I hate you so much!" Ryan's teeth oozed blood from being clenched so hard.
But he had no choice. He could only drag his crippled leg forward.
As long as he got away from the source of the sound. As long as he could hide. As long as he could get into a car. He might survive.
Then, when he saw a car less than two ters away, a zombie suddenly pounced on him.
"Ah!" A scream rang out. Instantly attracting several other zombies to rush over. Soon, the sound abruptly stopped.
"OK, all settled!" Elijah clapped his hands and turned back. "You're really ruthless!" "Better than you attacking without a word, right?"
"What I did was decisive!"
"Well... you're right. By the way, what's in your bag?" Elijah looked at the large backpack Fiona was carrying.
"Clothes for Daisy, I promised her to pick out a better outfit for her!" The two joked and walked back to the warehouse.
Hannah saw that they were unhard and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, problem solved, let's continue loading the car!"
This ti it took quite a while, but they managed to fill two trucks with cargo.
Hannah and Fiona each drove one away.
But less than half an hour later, they each returned with empty trucks.
In addition, they brought lunch prepared by Bella.
Drinking Hannah's chilled drinks and eating Bella's hot als, Elijah felt extrely relieved.
Just as they finished eating and finally noticed Quentin, who arrived late with a few people.
"Quentin, no need to rush like this, maybe Samuel and the others have succeeded?"
As they saw the mall getting closer, one of them suddenly said.
He had been persuaded by Samuel but didn't want to go behind Quentin's back. So he hadn't agreed.
Later, seeing dumb William suddenly turn into a zombie, he asked the people around him and heard that Samuel had been looking for sothing with dumb William, vaguely hearing sothing about looking for candy.
Realizing sothing was wrong, he went back to check and found that Samuel and the others had indeed left.
So he imdiately went to report to Quentin.
Upon hearing this, Quentin beca furious. Understanding that all of this was Samuel's doing, he imdiately followed.
Quentin listened to him and sneered. "Succeeded? Have you ever thought that soone who can kill so many zombies would be weak? Moreover, there must be a reason why the other party, with three won, dared to confront eight of us big n.I suspect that the other person is an awakened person like . "
The others fell silent imdiately.
They were well aware of Quentin's ability, his defense was extrely strong, zombies couldn't break through it.
Not even their knives could harm Quentin. With this ability alone, Quentin managed to clean up all the zombies in the neighborhood little by little.
If the other party also had a similar ability, they wouldn't be easy to deal with.
"Although it's already the apocalypse, the world has collapsed, but we all co from civilized society. So rules still need to be followed. Samuel and his group broke the rules. I don't even know if we can continue trading with them," Quentin sighed.
The group felt heavy-hearted as they quickly reached the warehouse door.
They saw Elijah and the others loading cargo from a distance.
Seeing them take out weapons and beco alert, Quentin plucked up his courage and approached.
"Elijah, do you know if a group from our neighborhood has been here?"
"They have," Elijah said nonchalantly.
"I wonder if they..."
"They're all dead! Look, I haven't even had ti to wipe my spear!" Elijah shook the spear in his hand, and a buzzing sound was heard in the air.
The blood-red spearhead shook. Quentin's face imdiately changed.
If that spear stabbed him, even with his defensive ability, he probably couldn't withstand it.
"I'm very sorry about this. I just found out about it, so I rushed over imdiately, but still couldn't stop them. Anyway, they're people from my neighborhood. It's my mismanagent. I apologize to you. As compensation..."
Quentin took out a bag from his backpack, filled with a large number of first-tier corpse cores, and threw it to Elijah without looking at it.
"These are the corpse cores we collected today. They're yours now, free of charge. I hope you don't mind."
Elijah shook the bag, which contained at least twenty or thirty corpse cores, not fewer than the ones he had on him.
"Alright, I'll take them! I won't take them for nothing. Each of you can take so food back with you. Take as much as you want!"
Elijah signaled to Hannah. She understood and quickly brought out several shopping carts from the mall, containing perishable items they had sorted out earlier.
"You're righteous, and we won't be polite. The supplies in our neighborhood are scarce!" Quentin's n imdiately grabbed the bags and started loading them.
"If you want to exchange goods in the future, it's best to bring a car. Carrying them by hand is too little!" Elijah reminded them as he took a sip of his cold drink.
Quentin pondered for a mont and nodded. "You're right. We need to search for supplies further away sooner or later. We need to clear the roads for cars to make it faster and safer."
"Elijah, do you have electricity here? You even have cold drinks!" Suddenly, one of the n who was loading cargo asked.
"No electricity, but who said you need electricity for cold drinks? Do you want one?" Elijah smiled slightly.
"Yeah, on such a hot day, cold drinks are refreshing!"
"Then here you go!" Elijah said, and Hannah handed him a bottle of beverage. When Hannah picked up the bottle, it was at room temperature. By the ti it reached his hand, it had beco half-frozen, emitting a thread of cold air.
"Wow," the man exclaid as he felt the coldness in his hand.
Quentin's pupils also contracted. "Awakening ability?!"
"Does Quentin and a few others want to drink too?" Elijah asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Quentin's n imdiately replied.
They were both curious and wanted to confirm again. So Hannah handed each of them a bottle.
This ti, everyone saw clearly. They were convinced that Hannah had awakened the ability to freeze.
Quentin's intuition was indeed accurate.
"Elijah, have you awakened abilities too?" Quentin asked.
"Indeed," Elijah snapped his fingers, and eight figures imdiately appeared from the alley and ran towards them.
"Zombies..." Quentin's n imdiately exclaid, picking up their weapons and getting ready.
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