Chapter 29: The Petty Thug Trying to Take Advantage (1)
Lu Weiyi nodded. Seeing the others’ gazes occasionally darting over, afraid they would sneakily pick his few remaining small tomatoes when he wasn’t paying attention, he simply made an excuse to take them back first and directly put the flowerpot into his space.
Lu Weiyi went downstairs feeling pleased. Most of the zombies in the residential area were naturally formed, so killing them not only yielded bead cores but also allowed him to pick what he wanted first. It was a good deal.
After a day of sweeping the buildings, the two teams slowly became five. Lu Weiyi’s bead cores gradually increased, but he became impatient. The reason was simple – Zhuang Mingxu hadn’t arrived yet.
In his previous life, Zhuang Mingxu was among the first to have abilities. Coupled with his already strong physique, those zombies outside were no match for him. Therefore, Lu Weiyi only thought his lateness was due to delays on the road and didn’t think much of it.
After another day of sweeping the buildings, Lu Weiyi finally met the organizer behind all this – a middle-aged man with glasses, looking quite refined in his forties, named Fang Ke. He was said to be a leader in the government, and the key was that he had abilities!!!
A palm-sized fireball emerged from his palm. With a flick of his wrist, it flew out and burned the curtains of the community property management building to ashes.
Although Lu Weiyi knew that with his fighting style, a fireball hitting a zombie’s head might only burn its hair.
But more than a week was enough for the people who had been living in fear to accept their fate. At this moment, they desperately needed a strong leader, and Fang Ke’s move was enough to make most people fear him while also developing a sense of reliance. A small safe zone based on the community, with him as the leader, was initially established.
Immediately afterward, Fang Ke distributed a series of management regulations, which included arrangements for guards at the community entrance and building sweeps.
After an impassioned pep talk, Fang Ke took out a list and handed it to his “right-hand men” to start forming groups. Lu Weiyi was still in Brother Li’s team. It was also at this time that he learned Brother Li’s name was Li Zhuang, and there was a familiar face in the team, Liu Jie.
The next day, the team was still sweeping buildings. Lu Weiyi was a bit impatient. Just as he was about to refuse, Brother Li seemed to be waiting for him, a malicious glint in his eyes. He held a thin piece of paper close enough to stick to Lu Weiyi’s face, with the local regulations handwritten on it.
Liu Jie pointed to a line, where it clearly stated that refusing daily tasks required paying half a box of instant noodles or ten kilograms of rice. Lu Weiyi immediately pretended he hadn’t said anything.
Habits formed in the apocalypse meant no one could try to pry supplies from his hands.
Seeing that he didn’t object, Li Zhuang seemed a bit disappointed, crumpled the paper into a ball and casually threw it away. Lu Weiyi felt that this person was deliberately targeting him.
Since he had to go out anyway, before leaving, Lu Weiyi roughly drew the downloaded map of Wutong City from his tablet onto paper. Then, every time they went to a house, he would ask what the factory here produced and what the company there did.
This was something Zhuang Mingxu used to do, except back then the maps he had were roughly drawn by locals. To avoid the group going hungry on the way back to Qingyuan, Zhuang Mingxu stayed in Wutong City for a few days, asking around bit by bit to find the locations of needed supplies. Seven or eight people filled two large trucks with all aspects of daily necessities, ensuring that they didn’t suffer any hardship on the way back to Qingyuan.
Later, on the way back to the Capital, every time they passed through a place, Zhuang Mingxu would first try his best to find locals to understand the surrounding environment, making it easier to find supplies.
In one day, the map was filled with markings. When it was almost “off-duty,” all the things the team had collected in a day were piled up at the building entrance for unified distribution.
