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night……

Yang Yi's clone appeared in front of the supermarket again.

There were more than a dozen zombies wandering inside. There was nothing to say. Yang Yi quickly solved them, took out the software, and put them in a glass bottle at his waist. It was too troublesome to use a bag before, but later Yang Yi found a large-mouthed glass bottle and tied it around his waist. This made it much more convenient.

Although I don’t know how many zombie software you want to swallow in the second stage of the promotion, as long as it has an effect, it means that you can improve it in accumulative way.

Of course, the first priority now is to implement the food plan.

The dozens of bags of rice in the supermarket were stacked together as if waiting for the owner.

Yang Yi inserted the dog-leg knife back into the knife cover at his waist, picked up a pack of 50 kilograms of rice, and used force with his arms, and a slight sank between his waist and carried it to his shoulders. However, the stiffness of the movement still made Yang Yi stagger and almost slid the pack of rice.

Holding the rice hard to prevent it from sliding off your shoulders, Yang Yi walked out of the supermarket.

After all, it is an evolved zombie. Although its power is not the direction of the main practice, it does not feel difficult to carry 50 kilograms on your shoulders.

The scene now is a bit incredible. A zombie has a glass bottle on its waist, two dog-leg knives inserted into it, and a bag of rice on its shoulders, walking out of the supermarket. Such a strange thing, once someone sees it, it will definitely make people think that they are confused.

In this world, aren’t zombies a group of monsters without consciousness and thinking? They don’t even know how to use tools or something. How could they do such a thing?

But this is true. Who made this zombie possess Yang Yi's consciousness?

After throwing this bag of rice onto the street, Yang Yi moved it for a while, and there was nothing wrong with it. The tireless zombies made Yang Yi happy and didn't have to worry about not being able to move the rice inside. After changing the body, Yang Yi dared to guarantee that if he carried about ten bags, he would be exhausted.

"It's better to be a zombie, your work ability is strong."

The "bang" sound attracted the attention of some nearby zombies and rushed towards this place.

Yang Yi made a "whip" sound, full of warnings.

However, Yang Yi's first-level evolutionary strength has limited deterrence to zombies. These zombies are not birds at all. Yang Yi shook around and actually studied this bag of rice. Seeing their roaring teeth and claws, Yang Yi was silly and silly.

I don't bother to pay attention to these zombies, because they won't affect Yang Yi anyway.

I turned around and returned to the supermarket, and after a moment I moved out another bag of rice.

The zombies scattered outside around the zombies that had been spinning around, and they lost interest in the bag of rice on the street.

Yang Yi kicked a zombie that refused to leave to the ground and shouted, "Get out!" He took the opportunity to remove the rice on his shoulder, pulled out the dog-legged knife, and chopped off the head with one knife before the zombie got up and wanted to attack.

Lifting his leg, kicking the head away with one foot, allowing the head to roll and land in the distance.

It took Yang Yi more than an hour to move dozens of bags of rice.

A small hill formed by rice was piled up in front of the supermarket on the street.

After thinking about it, Yang Yi returned to the supermarket and brought in a few buckets of golden dragon fish to blend oil.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of the zombies. Although it had just dispersed, more gathered here. This effect made Yang Yi frown and he had an urge to curse: "Damn it, you said it's okay, why are you here to join in the fun? Have you seen it before? How can you rob the supermarket?"

Of course, the zombies could not know Yang Yi's anger, they were just attracted by the movements here.

"Forget it, I'm just a big fuss with these monsters." Yang Yi inserted his dog-leg knife back into the knife cover at his waist, looked up at the dark night. Fortunately, the stars in the sky could be seen everywhere, and a waning moon was hanging high. There should be no need to worry about rain tonight.

Let these zombies surround here, Yang Yi walked towards the auto repair shop on another street.

f-550 Raptors were still quietly staying in the repair shop. After not seeing each other for a week, they accumulated thicker dust on them.

After finding the hidden key, Yang Yi familiarly opened the car door and inserted the key into it to start it.

The powerful engine roared a low roar, causing a slight vibration to the whole car.

An indescribable feeling made Yang Yi want to exclaim. For people like Yang Yi, millions of cars can only be seen from a distance but not touched from close to each other. But now this millions of cars belongs to Yang Yi. Why is it not exciting for a man?

The Raptor did not have any problems because it had not started for more than half a year. Yang Yi controlled his clone to drive the Raptor backwards.

Yang Yi did not give oil, but the sound of the engine was surrounded by buildings on the dark city streets. The sound kept reflecting and spreading around. Countless zombies became irritable, as if they were stimulated by something. They first listened, and after confirming the direction, they rushed towards the auto repair shop one by one.

The zombie's reaction was within Yang Yi's expectations. He calmly controlled the pickup truck, and after turning his head, he suddenly applied fuel, and almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The harsh sound of tires came, and a burning smell came, and the birds of prey picked up truck rushed out like a wild horse that broke away.

With a loud "bang", an unlucky zombie was hit and directly hit and rolled in the air, almost falling apart.

Yang Yi did not pause. While the zombies had not yet formed an ocean, they had to drive to the supermarket on another street. This was quite difficult, and there were already many zombies in front of him. What made Yang Yi feel at ease was that the power of the pickup truck was too strong. After rushing around, he rushed out and rushed out of a corpse path.

The 6.8l engine, a huge sound roared in the streets.

Yang Yi could already foresee what this sound meant for a quiet city. A bad thing would trigger a huge ocean of zombies. In this area, there would be millions of zombies.

The sound of "bang bang" continued, and the zombies blocking Yang Yi were knocked away, like a motorboat riding the wind and waves.

Zombies on both sides rushed upwards, and some even hung on the rear rear compartment of the pickup truck.

On the crossroads of the street, all Yang Yi saw were black zombies. After slamming his tail and knocking down another zombie, Yang Yi stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and rushed out of the zombie group. With the powerful power, the zombies were piled up and crushed over their bodies.

In just over a hundred meters, Yang Yi completely crushed the zombies and walked through them.

He drove the pickup truck to the supermarket door, and stopped in front of the rice pile. Yang Yi did not hesitate for a second. He turned off the engine and did not even pull out the key. He just opened the car door, then closed it with a swing of his hand, rushed to the edge of the supermarket without pause, and then climbed up along the drainage pipe, and in a few seconds he gently raised the huge billboard on the fourth floor of the supermarket, and sat down with relief.

Yang Yi sat on the edge of the roof with his legs hanging, obviously becoming leisurely.

And below, countless zombies rushed towards the pickup truck irritably, pounced on it layer by layer, and drowned the pickup truck in a moment.
Chapter completed!