Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 701 The Apocalypse (23)

Xu Songfeng stumbled forward from the slap, his eyes filled with excitement: "This stuff should be enough for us to eat all winter long."

"That's right, we won't go hungry this winter."

Yan Zhen was excited, but quickly calmed down.

Although the supplies are plentiful, whether they can be moved out is still a problem.

She used the walkie-talkie to call Lao Chen, told him about the situation in the warehouse, and asked, "How's the car repair going?"

"No problem," Old Chen said. "Give me another half hour."

“Okay, I’ll have Xiaolong deal with all the zombies outside the warehouse. You guys drive the car directly to the warehouse entrance.”

After hanging up the intercom, Yan Zhen found two hydraulic pallet trucks in the corner of the warehouse and tried to move them. Although some parts were rusty, they were still usable.

She called to Xu Songfeng, "Son, get to work!"

Using a manually pulled hydraulic pallet truck, Yan Zhen dragged the goods on the pallets to the warehouse entrance, waiting for the truck to arrive so that they could be loaded directly onto the truck.

Soon after, team members who had been searching for supplies in other areas also arrived at the grain storage warehouse and got busy.

Half an hour later, the sound of a truck driving by could be heard outside the warehouse.

Yan Zhen told two team members to open the warehouse door. Old Chen drove the truck, but the other two team members were nowhere to be seen.

Once Old Chen had backed the truck up, with the tailgate facing the warehouse door, Yan Zhen immediately asked, "Where is the others?"

"In the back, I repaired two forklifts to make loading easier."

Yan Zhen looked towards the underground parking garage and sure enough, two forklifts with their lights on were driving towards them.

"Old Chen, you've been a huge help!"

Overnight, the warehouse was emptied of grain, and the back of the truck was packed full.

As dawn broke, Yan Zhen contacted Jing Chen to lure the zombies away, and he and his team retreated in a truck.

After a safe evacuation from the city, everyone sprawled out on the ground, some sitting, some lying down, too exhausted to move.

Moving heavy objects for more than ten hours at high intensity, while constantly on edge, is extremely physically demanding.

Seeing this, Jingchen took the initiative to set up a pot to boil water and cook noodles for everyone.

After eating, Yan Zhen told everyone to take turns standing guard and resting to recharge before heading to the meteorological bureau that evening.

This is the highlight of their trip.

The day passed quickly.

As the sun was setting, Yan Zhen had just woken up when she smelled a sweet fragrance. She opened her eyes and found Jing Chen squatting next to her, looking at her with a smile.

He was holding a folding cup, and a sweet aroma was emanating from it.

"You're awake." Jing Chen pulled her up and handed her the cup.

Yan Zhen took the glass and looked at it; the water inside was amber-colored. "What's this?"

Jing Chen lowered his voice and said, "Honey water."

After saying that, he gestured with his eyes for her to try it.

Honey and sugar are scarce resources in the apocalypse, and Yan Zhen didn't find much of them at the supermarket yesterday.

Yan Zhen took a sip, her eyes brightening slightly: "Locust blossom flavor?"

"That's right, it's amazing you still remember."

In the post-apocalyptic world, resources are scarce, and many people eat coarse food and wild vegetables. Their taste buds have been ravaged by low-quality food with no nutrition for a long time, and they can no longer distinguish flavors.

Yan Zhen asked, "Where did you come from?"

Last night, Jingchen was responsible for luring away the zombies and didn't go into the supermarket, so he shouldn't have any supplies on him.

Jing Chen patted the bulging bag next to him: "I passed by a store last night and went in for a stroll."

As he spoke, he handed the bag to Yan Zhen.

"For me?"

"Ah."

Yan Zhen hesitated for a moment, then took it and placed it aside.

Seeing that she showed no intention of opening it, Jing Chen urged, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Meeting his expectant gaze, Yan Zhen finished the honey water in one gulp and opened his backpack.

The backpack contained quite a few things; the top layer held honey, wine, cigarettes, and some snacks.

Yan Zhen quickly opened a pack of cigarettes, took one out and put it in his mouth without lighting it, then continued rummaging through his backpack.

There were two pairs of shoes in her size, several sets of clothes, gloves, and socks, brand new underwear, and at the bottom were several packs of sanitary napkins and more than a dozen disposable cotton sanitary napkins.

Yan Zhen's expression was somewhat subtle.

Everything in the bag was for her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jing Chen explained, "The disposable sanitary napkins have expired, but they can be used in an emergency when you're out on a mission."

Yan Zhen stuffed the sanitary napkin back into her bag: "Thank you, you're so thoughtful."

As she spoke, she stood up from the ground, picked up her bag, and prepared to put it in the car.

But before leaving, she thought about it and said to Jingchen, "I stopped menstruating in the second year of the apocalypse, so I won't need sanitary napkins."

Jing Chen: "..."

As night fell, the team, having eaten and drunk their fill, set off for the meteorological bureau under the cover of darkness.

From where the team was stationed to the meteorological bureau, it was a total of thirteen kilometers.

The city was overcrowded with zombies, and the streets were severely damaged. Driving in would likely result in being surrounded by zombies and unable to escape. The team decided to walk, taking an "unconventional route."

In the thick darkness of night, each team member, equipped with night vision goggles, nimbly climbed onto the roof using steel cables.

Jing Chen was the most agile and strong, so he led the way. The team members with weaker climbing abilities stayed in the middle, climbing if they could and pulling up if they couldn't. Yan Zhen and Xiao Long brought up the rear.

The city has a high density of buildings and few zombies on the rooftops. With the help of the steel cable, the group encountered few obstacles and quickly made their way to their destination.

Three hours later, the weather station came into view in the distance; it was a building that looked like a peeled corncob.

Because of its unique design, the "corncob" was a major feature of Xinghai City before the apocalypse, and many tourists would come specifically to take photos.

Because of the large number of tourists, and six years since the zombie virus outbreak, the zombie density in this area is far higher than in other places.

Yan Zhen called the team to a halt from the rooftop of a tall building 300 meters away from the meteorological bureau, and took out the drone to launch it.

The drone flew toward the meteorological bureau building. Yan Zhen intended to operate the drone to fly around the building twice, but as soon as it got close to the building, the drone began to shake violently as if it had encountered air currents.

Yan Zhen was startled and quickly operated the drone to retreat. After turning a corner, she saw a drone dozens of times larger than hers hovering not far away, its flashing signal lights like a sharp eye, staring straight at them through the screen.

Realizing that it was a military drone, Yan Zhen had an idea and turned to run away.

The military's drones did indeed catch up.

Yan Zhen maintained a safe distance, guiding them towards his location while reminding his team members, "Pay attention, the military's drones are coming."

Within two minutes, the military's drone appeared on the rooftop, following its own drone.

The large drone, capable of lifting hundreds of kilograms, flew around the rooftop once. Yan Zhen put away his own drone and aimed his gun at it.

"Go away!"

As soon as she spoke, Lin Yu's voice came through the drone.

"Fang Ye, it's me."

"Lin Yu?" Yan Zhen feigned surprise. "Didn't you go back to the military region? Why are you still in Xinghai City?"