Doomsday: I manage a zombie cemetery

Qin Feng arrived at Hongteng City, and the scene in front of him was not surprising.

It was desolate, with vehicles piled up randomly, and broken arms and limbs and mutilated corpses everywhere.

The power outage lasted for a long time, and many buildings were more than half burned.

The sound of the off-road vehicle gradually attracted zombies, but Qin Feng didn't care much. The more zombies there were, the happier he was.

When he killed everyone, beheaded the zombies, and stabbed their hearts, he would feel a sense of pleasure in his heart.

Wow, cool, I'm rich again.

Qin Feng stopped in front of a department store.

When it comes to material storage, department stores are the first choice, and there are all kinds of things in them.

Burying zombies can also produce materials, but the randomness is too strong. And before building higher-level tombs, the materials produced are mostly concentrated on food.

I wonder how many years it will take for other high-tech products in human society to come like this?

So, Qin Feng went upstairs and began to loot materials.

The first floor sells rice, flour, grain and oil. The vegetables are inedible. The vegetables that have not been packaged for two months have all rotted. When you walk over, they are still black and oozing green water.

Qin Feng carried a few bags of grain and rice and flour to the side of the off-road vehicle and threw them in.

After thinking about it, he also took a few bags of seasonings and oil, cough cough.

There were rotten corpses hanging all along the way.

There were also a few fresh corpses, which I think were survivors nearby.

After all, in two months, no matter how many hidden goods there were at home, they couldn't resist, and they all came out to take risks to find food.

However, ordinary people can't run as fast as zombies, they don't have guns and ammunition, and the knives they usually use to cut vegetables have never been used to cut people.

As a result, they were eaten by zombies as food.

Qin Feng shook his head, threw the things on the off-road vehicle, and turned to the second floor of the department store.

The elevator was out of service. On the second floor, there were daily necessities. Everything that could be used and couldn't be used was searched.

When passing by the cashier, there was a condom for sale.

After thinking about it, forget it, the system produces professional contraceptive condoms, these dregs are not good.

Besides, no one will take it for the time being.

After searching all the way up, the seats in the back of the SUV were almost full.

Just when Qin Feng was about to go downstairs.

A huge car horn sounded on the street outside.

"Fuck, who is it?" Qin Feng frowned, "Who dares to honk the horn crazily in a place full of zombies? Don't want to die?"

These ordinary residents came out to sneak to get something and were bitten to pieces, and these people still honked.

Really crazy.

Qin Feng walked to the French window of the department store and looked down.

A huge SUV was driving in the distance.

However, unlike the ordinary SUV he intercepted halfway, this SUV was obviously modified.

The thick anti-collision bar surrounded the car, with huge sharp gears on it, and the thick iron mesh covered the roof with an open mesh door.

There were also several cracks on the side of the car body, and no one knew what they were used for.

Behind the car body, there was a long chain, all covered with barbs, and now it was covered with shredded flesh and skin.

At this time, the zombies that Qin Feng had led before were now led by this group of people.

After seeing the zombies rushing over, the off-road vehicle did not feel scared, but accelerated forward.

The huge sharp gears in front cut the zombies running over one by one, and the blood of the zombies splashed on the windshield of the off-road vehicle.

"Oh!"

A high-pitched cry came from the off-road vehicle.

Then, from the side of the car, several rotating electric saws were extended.

Sizzling, sizzling, cutting towards the zombies running on the side of the car.

The iron chain barbs at the back hooked the fallen zombie bodies, or dragged the zombies running behind all the way.

In this way, it drove away from here at a high speed, dragging the zombies all over the ground.

Behind this off-road vehicle, three or two similarly modified off-road vehicles followed.

The method was similar to the previous one, but the net doors on these three off-road vehicles were opened, and several people with guns stood out from inside.

They were about 18 or 19 years old, holding guns and shooting at zombies frantically.

Bang, bang, bang, the unique black blood flowers of zombies bloomed in the air.

"Oh roar!"

"Oh roar!"

These people, like crazy, whizzed past.

Qin Feng blinked, these people were also crazy.

After those off-road vehicles passed, the last long modified extended Lincoln stopped in front of this department store. Several men got off the car, all holding guns.

Go up to search for supplies, but don't pay attention to clothes and daily necessities.

They all carried a floor of rice, flour, grain and oil, and wine, beer is almost the most.

Qin Feng roughly counted and moved about 50 or 60 boxes.

The remaining few people shot the zombies directly when they saw them coming, and their faces were all crazy.

"Lead the zombies away, and then the companions will follow and seize the supplies," Qin Feng touched his chin, very experienced, "It seems that they are a group of people, and they are organized and disciplined."

These people are not cheap, and the cars they use are all famous brands, and they are modified after the Lincoln is extended to carry supplies.

These people should be the second-generation rich, right?

Qin Feng stood upstairs and watched them finish everything and then quickly evacuate.

"The people in this organization have some brains." Qin Feng made a judgment.

But in the end of the world, everyone goes their own way and makes their own living.

They don't seem to need help from others, and Qin Feng is even more so. He doesn't need contact from others.

However, Qin Feng paid attention to the direction these cars drove away.

This department store is actually on the edge of the city, and the direction these people are heading to is the suburbs.

In the original owner's memory, that place should be the villa area of ​​the rich people in Hongteng City.

"Forget it, do your own thing," Qin Feng said, "Searching for supplies and killing zombies are what I want to do."

Qin Feng went downstairs, and just as he was about to go out.

One of the SUVs just passed by in front of him, and Qin Feng looked at the person in the driver's seat.

A short haircut, tattoos on his bare arms, and a face full of rebelliousness.

Confidence is written on his face, even if the roar of zombies comes from a distance.

"Yo, speed 16 points, strength 15 points," Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, "This person is not simple."

However, looking further, Qin Feng suddenly found a person in the back seat.

It was a woman, wearing a small vest and shorts, screaming wildly in the back seat.

This woman looks so familiar.

She seems to be one of the people who proposed to throw him down in the convoy. Qin Feng remembered her black stockings.

She is wearing them now.

Could it be that the people in this off-road convoy are the same as the group who threw him down to be eaten by zombies?

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and remembered the direction they left.