The end of the world begins with escape

Next to it is a container of fabric toys, handicrafts and other items.

Xie Ning felt that it was of little use, but under her mother's earnest gaze, she still waved it away.

Then he turned to the other side and collected three containers of baby milk powder, two containers of infant supplies, and one container of children's toys. The little girl's face almost wrinkled.

Looking at my mother who wants everything and wants to accept everything, she is speechless, "I don't want those! It's a waste of space."

"If you don't waste it, how can this be a waste? After the end of the world, these will all be scarce resources. They may be useful in the future!"

Xie Ning complained ruthlessly, "It's good to be alive. Who would raise such a troublesome little thing as a child?"

Not only is it troublesome, it’s also a drag on yourself!

Xie Ning's mother glanced at her daughter silently, then stuffed a box of milk bottles into her arms, "Put it away and don't waste it!"

Then he unpacked and collected about six containers of rice and noodles nearby.

The two of them were walking towards the last row of containers when they heard a woman's short scream from in front of them, mixed with the sound of a dog barking.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, quickened their pace and ran back.

There were fifteen containers in the last row. After opening one of the containers and taking a look, Xie Ning was immediately pleasantly surprised.

Finally found the genuine article.

It's all cans, all kinds of cans.

Canned fruits are divided into yellow peaches, strawberries, grapes, oranges, assorted fruits, etc.

There are more types of canned meat, and there are several types of luncheon meat, including pickled pork with pickles, pork and ham, and beef and mutton.

The most common types of canned vegetables are hot sauce, canned corn, canned salad lettuce, etc.

The rest is canned salmon, sardines, etc.

The fifteen containers were all filled with cans. Xie Ning felt that she had made a fortune by picking up cans, and the two of them were overjoyed.

The production date of the cans is early August this year, and the shelf life ranges from six months to two years.

It is a perfect product freshly baked.

There was no need for her mother to urge her, Ning Ning took all the orders with a wave of her hand.

Now there are three rows of containers piled up in the small space, with fifteen containers stacked in each row, forming three mountains of containers stacked high.

The results are gratifying to see.

The small space is not filled with containers. There is still about 20 square meters of open space, which can be used to collect other supplies at any time.

Xie Ning's mother was delighted, "Is this enough for us to eat until the end of the year?"

Having said that, don’t you know how long you can eat it? It is estimated that it will last for three to five years.

My mother's expression and tone when she spoke were like a villain's voice.

"I think the items on the dozen or so cargo ships over at the dock will definitely be less than what we collect."

"Let's go back and inform Xiao Gu and the others. Let's take Taixian with us tomorrow and come over with the rest of the army to pick up the slack."

Song Youai nodded seriously, "I think your idea is very good. Let's go back now."

Xie Ning grinned and found an open space to take out the RV from the container.

Xie Ning's mother walked around the RV without forgetting to bring several boxes of rice scattered beside the truck to the RV.

The mother and daughter returned home with a full load.

As I drove past the row of containers in front of me to block my view, I saw a man holding a kitchen knife and slashing at several zombies.

There were two lying on the ground, one of which had its arms and legs cut off, leaving only a body, still barely crawling on the ground.

The woman in the car was turning the steering wheel to reverse, and the car body swayed, almost colliding with the RV driven by Song Youai.

Xie Ning used a metal thorn to kill the restless crawling zombie on the ground, and glanced at the woman in the driver's seat.

There was a white Bichon Frize sitting on the passenger seat next to the woman, with its furry head trimmed like a small dumpling.

It was shaking its tail uneasily and barking "bark" outside the window from time to time.

Xie Ning glanced at them, Song Youai stepped on the accelerator, and the car just passed the rear of the woman's car and drove away.

The woman quickly picked up the puppy on the passenger seat, stretched out her hand to comfort her, and turned to look in the direction where Xie Ning and her daughter left with a look of shock on her face.

"Husband, husband, they left like this."

Her husband finally chopped down the remaining zombies to the ground, panting and panting.

The man opened the car door, and the woman waved her hand at him in disgust, "Don't come up here. Just take off your coat and throw it away. It's all zombie blood and liver mince. It's disgusting."

The man took off his coat with an angry look on his face, but instead of throwing it away as the woman wanted, he threw it directly into the back seat.

The woman held the dog and pinched its nose, "Why don't you throw it away if it smells so bad?"

"Throw it away and where can I find another coat??" The man glared at her impatiently, "Come on, where are those cans you mentioned?"

The woman curled her lips and drove forward.

I saw a lot of zombies lying on the ground along the way, and I couldn't help but be filled with anger, "Oh, those mother and daughter are really not good people. They can obviously get rid of all the zombies easily, but they still leave some for us. See how hard we are to deal with them. I must be feeling both sad and happy at the same time.”

The man frowned and did not echo the woman's words.

At this time, he could see that the field behind was completely empty. A few large containers were open and there was no cargo inside.

"How could this happen??" the woman screamed sharply, "It's impossible. The company's freight bill clearly states that there are fifteen containers of goods."

"Where did all this go? Did someone get there first and drag it away?"

"Could it be that you remembered the wrong place??" The man roared with annoyance on his face.

It's really unpleasant to come here in vain.

The two jumped out of the car and searched the area.

I couldn't find canned meat and other items, but I also found a few boxes of rice noodles scattered beside the truck, and I felt a little better.

Xie Ning and her mother had no idea that the man and woman came here for the canned goods.

The two of them had a great harvest and returned happily in the RV.

Xie Ning took out a box of soy milk, opened it and took a sip, "Mom, do you want to put on a facial mask tonight?"

Comrade Song Youai wanted to laugh a little, "There are so many big-name facial masks, so let's get one. I've been busy lately, and my skin is really too rough."

Xie Ning raised her hand and touched her face, feeling no different from before the apocalypse.

The mother and daughter were talking and laughing when they heard several heartbreaking screams coming from the roadside.

A woman's high-pitched voice sounded, "Jia Bao, Ji Bao, hurry, run!"

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

The two of them turned around and saw several people running up the slope. They hurriedly dropped the plastic bags they were carrying and threw them to the ground. The milk tea, green tea, fat house water and other drinks inside were scattered all over the ground.

"Ah." Several people hurriedly followed him to the car parked on the roadside.

Xie Ning's mother pointed forward, "Is that Song Xue?"

Song Xue screamed "Auntie" and squeezed into the car while breaking the handle.

Her legs were still dangling out, and the car started swaying.

"Mom, Mom." Song Zhaodi screamed miserably. She fell after chasing the car and was covered in dust.