A Truckload of Canned Beef? Striking It Rich
Henry was extremely pleased with his current condition!
He continued to check the upgrade panel.
To upgrade to the Awakened, he needed 15/200 Energy Cores!
Still short of 185 Energy Cores?!
That means he would need at least 300 more zombies?!
Henry took a sharp intake of breath.
The zombies around the neighborhood had already been mostly cleared by him.
If he wanted to kill more zombies, he would have to venture into other, unfamiliar territories!
Venturing into the unknown always carried risks!
Inside the community, it was somewhat safer because the entire area was enclosed with just one or two entry and exit points.
Zombie mobility was limited.
Essentially, the more he killed, the fewer there were.
But the environment on the streets outside was different.
The roads were interconnected in all directions; a slight mistake could potentially attract zombies from several blocks.
Not only were there many of them, but it was also easy to get surrounded!
By then, it wouldn't just be about killing zombies; escaping might not even be possible!
He had to think of a secure method to kill zombies!
Henry looked at each car key he held.
[This is a red sedan's car key...1.6 power...]
[This is a white SUV's car key...1.8T power...]
[This is a taxi's car key...1.4 power...]
...
[This is a heavy truck's car key...600 horsepower!]
...
A heavy truck?
That's the one!
Henry's eyes lit up!
He took his riot shield and Katana and slowly made his way towards the main road.
Last night, the scent of the woman in the low-cut dress had attracted most of the zombies here.
So the nearby roads were clean.
There were only a few wandering zombies.
Henry dealt with them quickly and efficiently!
He climbed onto the roof of an SUV and looked around.
He soon spotted a heavy truck carrying a blue container!
That was it!
Henry cleared out two wandering zombies around the heavy truck.
Then he turned his attention to the container!
[Not only are there no zombies here, but there are also 500 boxes of well-packaged beef cans. You should really buy a lottery ticket with this kind of luck!]
500 boxes of beef cans?!
Henry was thrilled!
With a light slash of his Katana, he cut through the lock on the outside of the container.
He pulled open the iron doors of the container.
Inside, it was fully packed with neatly arranged boxes of beef cans!
Henry randomly pulled out a box of beef cans to check.
Each box contained six round tin cans of sealed beef.
Each can weighed 500 grams!
Breaking it down... one box had 6 cans, which totaled 6 kilograms!
500 boxes in the container would then amount to 3,000 cans = 3,000 kilograms!
This was truly a windfall!
3,000 kilograms of beef cans!
Even if Henry ate two cans a day, he could eat for 1,500 days!
That's about four years!
He hadn't expected to stumble upon such good fortune!
Henry quickly stored all these cans into his storage space!
They only occupied one slot, labeled [Well-packaged Beef Cans]*3000!
Awesome!
This storage space really could hold more than a heavy truck!
Now the show began!
Henry placed Snow in the passenger seat.
He sat in the driver's seat.
It took him some time to familiarize himself with the vehicle controls of this world.
Fortunately, the cultural development between the two worlds wasn't much different!
Soon, Henry mastered the essentials of driving this heavy truck.
Time to start clearing zombies!
Henry first put the truck in reverse gear.
Roar!
The engine of the heavy truck roared loudly.
It scared unknown birds perched in the trees, causing them to flap their wings in panic and fly away!
"Uh...."
"Hehe..."
From the stores along the street, several zombies staggered out.
They were attracted by the roaring sound of the heavy truck's engine.
"It's just the beginning!"
"Reverse!"
Henry didn't bother looking in the rearview mirror; he just shifted into reverse gear.
He stomped on the accelerator.
Roar!
The heavy truck abruptly reversed, overturning the parked sedans on the road as easily as if they were withering twigs.
"Ow~"
"Hehe..."
The surrounding zombies, as if activated, crazily rushed toward the heavy truck.
"Good, just like that!"
Henry smiled slightly.
He ignored the zombies that swarmed like a tide from the surrounding shops.
Instead, he shifted into forward gear.
The truck turned left and charged into a narrow alley!
Henry had previously scouted this alley.
There were almost no cars here.
There were about seven or eight wandering zombies on the road.
This place was perfect for a "speed run."
Henry drove the truck into the alley at a moderate pace.
The speed was not fast, maintaining a safe distance from the horde of zombies trailing behind.
The zombies couldn't catch up, but they also weren't left behind.
"Beep~ Beep~"
The deep and loud horn of the truck sounded.
This noise attracted all the zombies from half a block away.
Henry only heard the low growls of zombies everywhere and the chaotic, dense footsteps.
"Here they come!"
Click! A sound!
The glass on the second and third floors along the alley shattered.
Dozens of zombies jumped straight out of the windows.
Whoosh...
A dense crowd of zombies, too thick to discern details, surged out from the side gate of the nearby community.
Because the space at the gate was too narrow, many zombies began to pile up on top of each other!
One on top of another, they climbed over the iron gate and fell heavily.
However, these zombies didn't feel pain.
Some zombies had broken ankles, their stark white bones exposed.
Still, they crazily charged toward the heavy truck!
"Roar~"
Seeing such a horde of zombies, Snow couldn't help but let out a low growl.
Its fur bristled, ready to enter combat mode at any moment.
"Good boy, Snow, we're safe here!"
"These ordinary zombies can't do anything to us!"
Henry spoke confidently.
While talking, he kept pressing the horn frantically.
More and more zombies surged towards them.
It looked like they were about to be surrounded by the heavy truck!
At this moment, the area chat channel also exploded:
"What's that noise? Did everyone just hear that? Sounds like a car horn?"
"Heard it, that sound is like an air raid siren!"
"Is this idiot unaware that zombies are attracted to noise? I'm hiding in my house, barely daring to breathe, and someone is making such a loud noise?!"
"Damn, isn't someone driven crazy by the apocalypse, thinking of dying?"
"I think the sound is from a big truck's horn. Such a loud noise probably attracted zombies from the surrounding blocks."
"Holy crap, I see the truck right below my building!"
"There are already hundreds of zombies gathered around now, no idea what he's trying to do."
"I'm on the rooftop; the good news is the zombies on TreeAr Road aren't affected by the horn, but the bad news is... indeed, zombies from the whole block have been drawn there!"
"These zombies are like streams flowing into the sea, I estimate another 200-300 zombies on the road!"
"If this guy doesn't drive away soon, he's probably going to be surrounded and killed by zombies!"
"No way, why die right under my building? With these hundreds of zombies, I don't even have a chance to step out!"
As the number of zombies continued to increase, almost filling up the entire alley, just when everyone thought Henry was doomed, suddenly, the heavy truck started!