Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

System: Congratulations to the host for successfully rescuing 301 users. The mission has been completed. The current score is 140.

Mo Yuming: "Then I will leave 301 later. Will this person be harmed by others again?"

System: "After testing, this person will not be in danger today, please rest assured, host."

"Very good." Mo Yuming helped the resident of 301 to close the window, and with the help of Xiaoyuan, he moved the wardrobe to block the window. (Xiaoyuan contributed 90% of the effort to move the wardrobe, and Mo Yuming contributed 10%)

After finishing, he took out 6 packs of compressed biscuits and 7 packs of instant noodles from his backpack and put them on the table.

Then, after Mo Yuming saw a zombie outside through the peephole, he activated his skill immediately, opened the door and walked out carelessly, then closed the door.

If he used his skills to take the stairs at the beginning, the zombies' special ability to ignore things would be discovered by other residents, which was why Mo Yuming did not take the stairs at that time. It was estimated that the residents were distracted by what happened just now and did not pay much attention to the stairs. Besides, it was night time and it was the right time to go out and buy goods.

Mo Yuming first went to a nearby store. The door was completely open. The owner had become a zombie and was staggering around the counter, stuck and unable to get out.

"Hello, boss. Excuse me, I'm here to buy some goods." Mo Yuming waved to the boss.

But it was obvious that the zombie boss ignored him and continued to crawl, trying to get out.

Mo Yuming looked at the small but complete shop and said sadly, "It would be great if I had a space at this time. It would save time and effort."

System: "Dear host, this can't be helped. Not everyone is a heroine. Perhaps after you complete more tasks, you will open more special props columns, and there may be space-type props in them."

Mo Yuming: "You're just making empty promises to me. If not, are you going to perform a handstand to wash your hair?"

System: "Host, don't be discouraged. Your skill is quite useful."

Mo Yuming: "Haha, it's only effective against zombies. I have no ability to attack humans at all."

system:……

The system thought: This host is really unlucky, as he got this skill randomly.

Mo Yuming stopped chatting and packed as much as possible of the things that looked useful into his backpack.

After restocking the store, even though he still had 8 minutes left, he could still go to the pharmacy. However, Mo Yuming didn't dare to take the risk and went back obediently.

Because the situation was already very dangerous in the morning, and no one would think of going out at night at the beginning of the apocalypse, so relying on the cover of night, Mo Yuming got himself a lot of supplies. He even got Xiaoyuan's cat food.

On the 9th day, many people in this rental house started going out in the morning, and they were walking together. It should be that the residents were really running out of food and thought of forming a group to look for supplies.

Mo Yuming guessed that they were going to the convenience store. Although Mo Yuming had purchased goods there, he only took enough for himself and a little more, and did not empty the store.

When these residents came back, Mo Yuming saw that they were running in a very awkward manner and in a very bad mental state. There were also three people missing from the team, but at least most of them were able to run back even though there were a bunch of zombies following behind them.

They each ran and divided the things, and then returned to their own rooms in embarrassment. However, it would be more difficult for the residents to go out next time, because they attracted many zombies to the rental house. And those residents who did not go out naturally thought of sitting back and enjoying the fruits of their labor. They thought that people were easier to deal with than zombies, so more people climbed the wall at night, and occasionally fighting sounds could be heard, as if a murder happened in a room every day.

As for 301, everyone assumed that it had been robbed and emptied, and had no value, so no one was trying to rob it. 301 had Mo Yuming's food, so it should be able to hold out until the superpower convoy arrives.

Someone had planned to break into Mo Yuming's house, but because the windows were blocked by many things, no one was able to break into the house and rob.

These days, Mo Yuming just eats, drinks, and plays with Xiaoyuan as usual, and lives a very leisurely life.

The system couldn't stand his idle attitude of eating and waiting to die, but there was really no other task, so he could only draw circles on his own.

One day more than half a month later, Mo Yuming was awakened by the sound of a loudspeaker downstairs: "Is anyone here? We are community staff. We have set up a small safe zone. Anyone who wants to go can come down in half an hour. We will not wait for you after that time."

Mo Yuming and Xiao Yuan moved the obstacles together and opened the window, only to see two large trucks downstairs and a burly man holding a loud speaker standing on the roof.

Mo Yuming saw that many residents opened their windows to watch, but there was not much hope on their faces.

They have learned in these days that the biting monsters will be attracted by sounds, and there are also zombies in the corridors, so they are not willing to take risks.

"There is a monster in the corridor. Can you come up to pick us up?" someone asked tentatively.

"Hehe, what's wrong with that?" The sturdy man standing on the roof jumped off the truck regardless of the zombies surrounding it, then condensed stones from his body. Each stone hit the zombie's head. In an instant, the zombies surrounding him fell down and couldn't move.

"I go."

"Brilliant."

There was probably no one with super powers in the entire rental house, and everyone exclaimed in amazement when they saw the strong man's ability. For ordinary people, seeing a super power person for the first time is like seeing a superman.

"There's no need to trouble you, boss. I'll go pick them up." A tall and thin yellow-haired man got out from the passenger seat of the truck.

With a wave of his hand, the yellow-haired man set all the zombies at the stairs on the first floor on fire. The flames spread quickly, and soon the zombies were all turned into charcoal.

After Mo Yuming learned about their special abilities, one was earth-related and the other was fire-related, he stopped paying attention to them and quickly packed his luggage.

In fact, he had made some preparations before, but he was not sure when the psychic convoy would arrive, so he had some clothes and other things that he had not packed away.

At the beginning of the original book, the early zombies retained the physical values ​​of zombie humans, and although the awakened psychics had low levels of superpowers, they could almost easily deal with the early zombies as long as they were not careless. However, after one month, after the crystal nucleus condensed in the zombies' heads, the positions of the psychics and zombies would change, and the psychics could only fight zombies in a 1- battle, not to mention that the zombies were larger in number than the psychics.

So if we fail to catch up with the psychic this time, then in less than half a month after the zombies evolve, some of them may even be able to climb up the walls, and then this building will become a lunch box for the zombies.

"Oh, I really don't want to leave this kind of life of watching movies, eating and sleeping. I'm afraid I'll never be able to sleep in such a comfortable bed again." After rolling around in bed, Mo Yuming quickly took a quick shower.

"This should be my only chance to take a shower in the near future. I will become smelly later."

System: "That's enough. Stop being so pretentious."

Mo Yuming didn't know that the system had been looking forward to this day. The system was secretly happy: Hahaha, this host can finally endure the suffering of the end of the world. I can't bear to see him so happy.

"What do you care about me?" Mo Yuming, with half-dried hair, saw Xiaoyuan and motioned Xiaoyuan to go into the bag. "Xiaoyuan, I have to meet a lot of people, but your eyes are red and can't be seen by others. Others will hurt you, so can you stay in the bag?"

"Meow." Okay.

Xiaoyuan jumped into the bag consciously. Since it was a zombie, it didn't need to breathe, and there was no need to even open a door for air to flow.

"Is anyone on this floor? The zombies have been cleared out, you can come out." The voice of the yellow-haired man came from the corridor.

Mo Yuming took a deep breath, looked at the cozy 40-square-meter cottage with nostalgia, and then opened the door.

"Hello, I want to follow the team."