Chapter 1960: Chapter 1960

"Hey, brother, wait a minute."

In a daze, the man felt someone pat his shoulder. He turned around, squinting and opening his eyes repeatedly, until he finally saw it was Zheng Minghui, the same person he had just vomited on.

The man asked, while Zheng Minghui rubbed his hands and giggled, "It’s just... can you give me a bit of food?"

"You want food?" Hearing this request, the man’s brow furrowed. He glanced at the people around, feeling their watchful eyes, and he immediately understood.

He was drunk, but he hadn’t lost his thinking ability!

The guy in front of him seemed to think he was easy to talk to and wanted to take advantage of it to ask for something.

However, there were so many people at Cloud Gorge Base, countless hungry mouths. If he agreed, many others would also ask him for food. Although he could refuse, he didn’t want to waste time here; tomorrow was the day of the decisive battle between humans and the Zombie King, and before the battle began, he needed enough time to regain his energy.

People like him, who step onto the battlefield with the determination to die, are not alone; there are thousands, visible and invisible! Everyone could die on the battlefield, without a trace of their body, or scattered everywhere, but at least Cloud Gorge Base can ensure everyone dies well-fed.

Food is reserved for the brave, not for those who flee, so he couldn’t agree.

"If you just want to change clothes or have other requests, I can help, but if it’s food, I’m sorry, I can’t do it."

That sentence made the smile on Zheng Minghui’s face fade a bit. He cursed inwardly, "F*ck, where can’t you find clothes, why do you need help?" But outwardly, he didn’t show any change, continuing to plead, "Come on, I’ve been hungry for a long time, can’t you have some pity?"

But the man was already impatient: "Anything else? ... If not, I’m leaving." Saying this, he no longer paid attention to the other and turned to leave. Seeing this, Zheng Minghui quickly reached out to grab his shoulder, and at that moment, he did something subtle.

[Calm down, everyone back to your positions.]

[The target has not harmed Driver number 22.]

[Continue observing...]

At the same time, the man’s movement halted. He looked down at the hand grabbing his shoulder, a hint of annoyance flashing across his flushed face.

"What more do you want?"

Zheng Minghui pretended to be helpless, looking as if he wanted to say something but then gave up, saying, "Alright then, I have nothing else."

The man ceased all courtesy, shook off Zheng Minghui, and strode away without looking back. Zheng Minghui stood there for a moment. Gradually, the disappointment on his face faded, replaced by a satisfied smile.

It didn’t matter anymore because he got what he wanted!

In the crowd, a particularly inconspicuous man watched Zheng Minghui while touching the earpiece in his ear, whispered, "It’s pretty much confirmed he’s not an ordinary person, but team leader, aren’t we overthinking it? That guy doesn’t seem like a high-level zombie to me."

[Before results are conclusive, keep watching it, don’t let it escape your sight.]

[Damn it... huh? What did he do?]

[Vulture, report the situation.]

[I’m at Mud Snake’s eight o’clock direction, couldn’t see well, but it seems that guy just stole Driver number 22’s DNA verification card?]

[What’s he stealing that thing for?]

[Yeah, it doesn’t seem like a zombie’s style.]

[The target is carrying on with the next step, Mud Snake, Vulture, Buckwheat Worm, you three follow, make sure you’re not noticed, keep in contact at all times.]

Elsewhere, after successfully obtaining the man’s white magnetic card, Zheng Minghui immediately found the group of people gathered around a fire pit, squatted next to the leader, and asked, "Hey, brothers."

"Let me ask you guys, do you know where there’s another one of those free supply stores?"

"You mean the one you guys just went to?"

"Yes, that one." Zheng Minghui nodded, and the leader thought for a bit before shaking his head, "Not really sure, what are you planning?"

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This statement piqued the leader’s curiosity, as well as the others: "What way?" But Zheng Minghui just mysteriously shook his head, saying, "That’s a secret."

"Alright then, besides this place, there are others in different districts. I remember seeing one in China C27. I think there’s one near every evacuation exit, go and see if you can find one, it depends on your luck."

"Every evacuation point has one, now I’m relieved." Zheng Minghui nodded, stopped chatting with them, and stood up and walked over to Shen Mingke.

"Are you meditating here? Taoist, when will you reach the fasting stage?"

"F*ck off, I’m thinking of someone?"

"If it weren’t for you, I would’ve thought of it already!"

"Alright, alright, get up, we have to go." Zheng Minghui said while pulling Shen Mingke up, and the other asked in confusion, "What are you planning to do?"

Zheng Minghui didn’t answer, only flashing the white magnetic card in his hand. Shen Mingke looked at it, even more puzzled, "What’s that?"

"Wow, are you really meditating?"

"Get lost, who had the mind to listen to your nonsense just now."

"Let’s go, first get our hands on some food, roast chicken, roast goose, roast sausages, here I come!"

At night, at twelve forty-four, in a street four hundred meters from the north-letter marked fifth gate of the zombie defense wall at China C4 district, a crowd had formed in a bid to leave Cloud Gorge Base, a crowd so massive it nearly blocked the street completely. The two walked half a day to get around the six-kilometer-long crowd and got to a store with a "Free supply" sign at the entrance.

Inside, there was a soldier who looked slightly older. This time, Zheng Minghui marched in confidently. Seeing him, the soldier inside grew puzzled, "What do you need?"

"I need some stuff." Zheng Minghui spoke frankly, completely unflustered, but the soldier eyed his face suspiciously, though he still asked, "What would you like?" Upon which Zheng Minghui immediately pointed to the largest packaged instant roast chicken, mouth slightly open, saliva almost dripping.

"That one, I want that."

"First, you have to provide corresponding ID and proof of activity..." The soldier said, but before he finished, Zheng Minghui pulled out a white magnetic card and placed it on the window sill.

The soldier took the card but didn’t hand him the items as expected; instead, he first placed it on a scanner, then sat down to view the feedback on the computer screen.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Minghui felt immediately uneasy!