Listening to the fading screams of the woman outside the car, Meng De curled his lips.
Did she really think he was some kind of benevolent saint who chanted "Amitabha" all day?
This is the Apocalypse, Elder Sister!
He had no intention of taking in someone who offered him no value!
Such a person would only be a burden, dragging him down.
Worse, she might turn out to be a "saint," and one day, she might even get him killed!
So, trying to freeload?
Not a chance!
Do you even have anything to offer? Huh?!
The gas station Meng De was heading to was about ten kilometers from the residential area.
If it were before the Apocalypse, a quick press of the accelerator would have gotten him there in ten minutes.
But now, in this post-apocalyptic world, the journey was filled with "cars fleeing ahead and zombies chasing from behind."
So, it took him over half an hour just to reach the gas station.
Although it took a bit longer, at least he arrived safely.
But this off-road vehicle had officially "retired" from his travel plans for the day.
Gas stations were categorized into three levels based on their fuel storage capacity.
As the saying goes, when you take a dump, you want it to be a big one, so the splash is bigger.
Therefore, since he had made the effort to come out, Meng De naturally headed straight for the nearest and largest Level 1 gas station—China Petroleum!
It was said to have a fuel storage capacity of 120 to 180 cubic meters!
Before getting out of the car, Meng De first used his Psychic Perception to scan the area.
Although his perception range was only 100 meters, the farthest he could see was the convenience store at the gas station entrance.
But it still gave him a bit more confidence.
There weren't many zombies inside the convenience store, just seven or eight, and two of them were probably gas station employees.
Just to be safe, he took out his Tang Saber.
For now, the Tang Saber remained his best close-combat weapon!
Since the Apocalypse had begun at night, the entrance to the gas station was now blocked by numerous cars.
From Meng De's perspective, many of the people inside the cars had turned into zombies, and in their mindless state, they had forgotten how to open the car doors.
Now trapped inside, they were roaring at him.
Meng De didn't hold back either, making an international gesture: "Come out if you dare!" (Imagine the vibe of Brother Teng)
Whether they understood his gesture or not, many of the zombies seemed even more "angry" than before.
Tch!
He didn't have the energy to deal with them. If they weren't coming out, fine, they could just stay there.
He walked toward the convenience store.
The fuel tanks were located beneath the store, so he couldn't avoid it.
As soon as he stepped inside, the zombies, alerted by the noise, rushed toward him.
Having not seen prey for so long, they were as frenzied as wild dogs spotting a pile of dung.
Wait, what?
Something felt off.
Without wasting time to think, the "ruthless" Meng De pulled out his Tang Saber and slashed fiercely.
Even though he hadn't used it in days, the saber was still sharp!
Killing zombies with it was as smooth as silk!
In no time, he had taken care of all seven or eight zombies.
Following the principle of "a thief never leaves empty-handed"—or rather, "taking advantage of the situation"—Meng De didn't forget to loot the small convenience store.
Even a mosquito has meat on its bones!
You never realize how precious daily necessities are until you're in charge of a household!
Along the way, he also discovered a box of "Passion Fruit Gum" and some peculiar little toys.
For example, on a pink wire, one end was connected to a switch, and the other end was a pink oval object about the length of a middle finger.
???
Wait, how can a gas station sell this kind of thing?
So, while the car gets fueled up, you get "fueled up" too? The car speeds up, and you get to fly high, killing two birds with one stone, huh?
Meng De, being the upright gentleman he is, expressed his disdain and turned to leave… the box disappeared.
Continuing forward, the supermarket had a back door leading to the underground storage area for fuel tanks.
However, the door was tightly locked. Meng De swung his Tang Saber, and the giant alloy lock was destroyed.
An ordinary Tang Saber definitely couldn't have done that, but his saber had been enhanced by the system.
The saying "cutting through iron like mud" was no exaggeration!
It wasn't that he was stupid and didn't think to use a gun, but damn it, this was a gas station, bro!
There were hundreds of cubic meters of fuel stored in the back.
If he fired a shot, it could easily turn into a village-wide feast.
Oh wait, the village probably couldn't even gather enough people now…
Using his psychokinesis, he scanned the area beforehand and, finding no issues, proceeded inside.
The basement had emergency lights to prevent accidents.
As he walked in, the lights turned on.
What greeted his eyes were three large fuel tanks.
The tanks were marked with "50m³."
Two of them contained gasoline, and one contained diesel!
A total of 150m³!
Given that 1 cubic meter equals 1,000 liters, this amounted to roughly 150,000 liters of liquid petroleum.
Just this amount of fuel could easily fill up the tanks of 2,500 cars with 60-liter capacities.
No need to say more, Meng De couldn't stop grinning.
Collect!
Take it all!
Now, he wouldn't have to worry about running out of liquid petroleum for a while.
Of course, if it weren't for the distance making it impractical, he would have wanted to take all the oil from Donghai City.
Oil!
Even in the apocalypse, this was a scarce resource!
Every bit used was a bit less.
But it didn't matter. Just because there was no opportunity now didn't mean there wouldn't be one later.
As his superpower level increased, he believed his personal space would expand.
When that happened, he could collect everything then!
It wasn't going anywhere anyway.
After comforting himself with these thoughts, Meng De exited the gas station.
Next to the gas station was a KFC.
This 24-hour fast-food joint had now completely shut down.
But as soon as he walked in, a KFC uniform-clad zombie employee charged at him.
It was a female employee, with delicate features and fair skin. Her legs, clad in black stockings under the thigh-length uniform, were sexy and alluring.
Uh, Elder Sister, could you not open your mouth?
Your blood-stained teeth are grossing me out.
Heh heh heh! (Finally, a living person, so fragrant!)
And it's not "Elder Sister." Although the customer is God, damn it, it's the apocalypse now. Is it really appropriate for you to rush up and greet me so enthusiastically?
Heh heh heh! (Finally, I get to eat God's flesh!)
Meng De: .
To repay her enthusiasm, Meng De sent her off to the Western Paradise with a swift strike.
As for the other employee, she was an auntie whose thighs were almost as thick as his waist, so…
Considering the tastes of the women at home, in case they got tired of eating rich food every day, Meng De decided to take the fried chicken equipment back with him.
If they ever wanted fried chicken, they could switch things up a bit.
After all, eating only fish isn't healthy for physical development!
(Isn't that annoying? Go ahead and throw your votes at me!!! I, Meng De, would rather break than bend!!!)
It's worth mentioning that when the apocalypse struck, this KFC store was apparently in the process of updating its equipment.
So, coincidentally, there was a brand-new set of frying equipment stored in the back room.
Perfect!
This is just perfect!
Most people have a tendency to prefer the new over the old.
But Meng De is an exception. He not only likes new things, but he also prefers them complete, with a layer of pink film intact.
If they come with some technical know-how, that's even better.
With a wave of his hand, he stored the new equipment in his personal space.
Just as he turned to leave the KFC store, he suddenly noticed through the window that a group of zombies had gathered at the entrance of the gas station.
There were so many of them, densely packed, and by the looks of it, there must have been at least a hundred.
Moreover, all these zombies were staring directly at the KFC store.
Clearly, he had become their target.
However, what puzzled him was that although the zomb
ies' grayish-white eyes showed a predatory glint, they didn't immediately charge at him.
Something's off!
This is completely illogical!
Just as Meng De was wondering, the system provided an answer the next second.
[Ding! Host, please be advised, a Tier 1 zombie has been detected.]
A Tier 1 zombie???
(End of Chapter)