CHAPTER 676: 【670】QUEEN OF THE APOCALYPSE 6 (1 UPDATE)

Zhao Yun was thirty years old, older than the other two, and so she naturally assumed the role of the eldest sister. Rong Hua was the second oldest, and Zhu Li naturally took the position of the youngest. As for Zhao Yun’s daughter Wanwan, who was only eight months old, she was not included in the ranking; otherwise, she would have been a generation apart from her mother.

Through observation, it had not yet been determined whether the baby girl had any superpowers, but she was small and ate a lot. Therefore, the top priority was to store enough milk powder and other supplies.

Despite her concern for the original host’s grandparents, with the outside world being uncertain and her lack of self-protection abilities, she was unlikely to recklessly venture out.

For breakfast, they managed to cook some rice porridge, a collaborative effort. The house still had reserves of rice, flour, and millet among other grains, and Zhao Yun said her house did too.

Even though Rong Hua had psychological barriers, the three of them gathered whatever they could use from the Rong Family, Zhu Family, and Zhao Yun’s house into Zhao Yun’s space.

Based on the food stored, they could easily survive for two to three months.

Afterward, they made their own homes the center point and began to scavenge the surrounding houses. There was no choice; the instinct to stockpile food was an innate response for survival in the apocalypse. It wasn’t just food she was looking for, but also seeds. Unfortunately, it was impossible to find wheat and rice seeds in the city. If they made it to the countryside, which might be affected by radiation, then there would be hope. Of course, at present, she lacked the ability to plant crops on a large scale, so she thought about starting small with radishes and cabbages.

Because Wanwan was like a walking bomb, for their own safety, they decided to keep Zhao Yun at home while Rong Hua and Zhu Li formed a team to "monster hunt."

To ensure their own safety before heading out, they wrapped their limbs with cling film, donned goggles and masks, and then put on extra layers of clothing and raincoats. Fully armored, they dared to step out, as even a drop of a zombie’s blood could lead to infection—a risk they could not take.

Zhu Li swung her axe, feeling it was quite handy. Of course, a sword would be even better, but where could one find such a thing in modern times?

Rong Hua found his baseball bat to be handy, so he didn’t bother to switch it out. The two of them moved silently through the houses without making a sound.

Every home had a garden and a fence gate used as an entrance. To the right was a separate garage with a remote control door not connected to this side. But inside every house were stairs leading down to a basement.

Fence gates were easy to get through, but modern security doors were a harder challenge. Even if she wielded an axe, she couldn’t just enter as she pleased, so her only option was to break windows, just like when she rescued Zhao Yun. Thanks to the community’s security, at least eight out of ten homes were without security bars.

Breaking a window required swift, hard, and accurate strikes, and before breaking in, it was crucial to check if the room was free of zombies to avoid giving them too little response time.

The noise from breaking windows attracted some wandering zombies. Fortunately, both of them were slim. With one crouching down and the other climbing on top, they were able to pull each other up, a display of impressive coordination.

Once they entered the house, the door of the shattered room was being banged on by monsters from the outside. However, lacking human intelligence, the creatures didn’t know how to use their hands to open the door. Preparing themselves behind the door, Rong Hua in front and Zhu Li at the entrance, they counted to three. As the door swung open, they struck in unison. A male and female zombie hit the ground instantly.

After dealing with them, Rong Hua kicked the bodies to make sure they were really dead; letting out a sigh of relief, he looked up only to see Zhu Li furrowing her brow, looking ahead. Following her gaze, his pupils shrank. Not far from them stood two small zombies, the elder looking five or six years old and the younger about two or three. The family of four bore no wounds; it seemed they had mutated after freezing.

Because they had kids, it was easy to find milk powder, a whole two boxes of it. Besides the milk powder, the household also had a good stock of grains and oils. In the basement, they even discovered a walk-in freezer and a wine cellar. The walk-in freezer was fully sealed, and it was unknown whether the food inside had gone bad. After discussing, they decided to bring Zhao Yun over, while Zhu Li stayed to open the freezer.

The situation seemed better than expected. Although the power was out, the basement was still cool due to being underground and remaining shut. Upon opening it, a chill filled the air. Some areas had accumulated water, and while the food was no longer frozen, she smelled it and detected no signs of spoilage.

"Liang Tian, can you check if this food is still edible for me?" she asked.

With a tone lacking patience, Liang Tian quickly responded, "Stop being so delicate. You’re not even afraid of the post-apocalyptic virus, so why worry about this? Cherish it. You can still enjoy fresh frozen goods. Try again in a few months, why don’t you?"

Although it was unclear what business the family was in, the freezer was not large, only about twenty square meters in size. Aside from ice cream and a variety of meats like chicken, pork, lamb, and beef, there were also many kinds of seafood. She had reason to suspect that the family might have been in the business related to these goods.

The ice cream was no longer viable, and the other meat products had thawed. Liang Tian was right; any later and there might have been nothing left.

Even though Zhao Yun had space, Zhu Li didn’t like the idea of putting all her eggs in one basket, especially when so much high-quality protein was at stake. Starting

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