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Chapter 25. Part 2
The supermarket doors stood wide open. Zhou An’an raised her gun again, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with Lu Yuan.
The few zombies inside heard the gunshot and converged on the entrance.
Lu Yuan swiftly eliminated them, warning her, “There are many shelves here. Zombies could be hiding between them, so stay alert. Also, there might be plants like potted ones. Be careful of mutations. We’ll split up to gather supplies. Meet back at the entrance in an hour. Do you think you can handle it?”
Zhou An’an stared at him in surprise. “We’re splitting up?”
Lu Yuan nodded.
“Can’t we stay together?” The dark, cavernous supermarket made her uneasy.
“You need to get used to acting alone,” Lu Yuan said.
Zhou An’an relented. “Fine. Which way are you going?”
Lu Yuan strode toward the left side. Another zombie appeared outside the door; she shot it down. Steel her resolve, she turned toward the right.
The supermarket seemed to have been searched before, many shelves stripped bare. But whoever had been here couldn’t have taken everything—at most, they could have filled a truck. Plenty of supplies remained.
What should I get?
Zhou An’an kept a wary eye out for zombies while scanning the surrounding merchandise.
Since she was heading to the desert, water was the most crucial item. The promotional section had cases upon cases of mineral water, cola, and milk.
She didn’t rush to grab them, instead mentally planning what to prepare for Lu Yuan. He was leaving soon, and though he refused to say where he was going, she knew it would be extremely dangerous. Using tape for protection wouldn’t cut it against formidable mutated plants.
But what protective gear could she find in a supermarket?
As she walked past the shelves, her eyes lit up at the sight of mahjong mats in the bedding section.
Zhou An’an grabbed two mahjong mats and then found needles, thread, scissors, and a large pot lid in other areas.
She disassembled the mats, restrung the bamboo strips with thread to create a set of armor. She removed the pot lid’s handle, drilled a circle of small holes around the edge, and threaded the string through the holes to connect it to the bamboo strips. The lid instantly transformed into a massive chest plate.
The armor was finally finished. Since Lu Yuan was tall, she had made the armor extra large, and in her rush, she was drenched in sweat.
Without time to wipe her brow, Zhou An’an grabbed a motorcycle helmet and a pair of sturdy rubber boots, completing the protective gear set.
She knew they would need food and water on the road, and figured Lu Yuan would be too lazy to prepare anything. She took the largest suitcase she could find and stuffed it with ten bottles of water, two large packs of small bread loaves, four packs of instant noodles, a large box of chocolates, and a variety of snacks like tiger-striped chicken feet, beef jerky, and raisins, until the suitcase was packed to the brim.
After finishing, she glanced at her phone and realized she was ten minutes past their one-hour deadline. She quickly dragged the heavy load toward the supermarket entrance.
Lu Yuan had been waiting anxiously, about to go look for her, when he saw her running toward him. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
His gaze fell on the supplies she had gathered, and his mind raced with questions.
“What’s all this?”
“For you!”
Without pausing to catch her breath, Zhou An’an shoved the protective gear into his arms. “Try it on. We can still adjust it if it doesn’t fit.”
Lu Yuan glanced at the armor a few times, and when he understood its purpose, his jaw nearly dropped. He shoved it away with a flinch.
“I don’t want it.”
“Put it on quickly! It’s safer to wear.”
“I’ll be laughed to death if I wear this.” Even in his previous Doomsday place, he had his standards.
Zhou An’an said, “Being laughed to death is better than being bitten to death by a zombie.”
Lu Yuan replied, “You’re right. Take it and wear it.”
She was about to explode with anger. “This is sized for you! How could I possibly wear it?”
Lu Yuan turned away, his face contorted with disgust, unwilling to even glance at the armor. “I’m not wearing it anyway.”
Zhou An’an picked up the armor and said, “I know you’re skilled, but you’re still flesh and blood. Injuries will still hurt, and severe ones could kill you. This gear might not look good, but wearing it is better than not wearing it at all. Please, put it on, finish what you need to do, and come back safely, okay?”
Her gaze was so sincere and fervent that the refusal Lu Yuan had been about to utter stuck in his throat. He swallowed it down.
“Alright.”
He awkwardly put on the armor, secured his helmet, and pulled on his rubber boots. He walked over to a piece of glass and checked his reflection, thinking he looked utterly ridiculous.
Zhou An’an watched him with great satisfaction.
Lu Yuan returned to her side. “Let’s go. Back to the car.”
“What about the supplies you collected?” she asked, finally noticing the empty doorway.
Lu Yuan, having taken down a few of the surrounding zombies, picked up the suitcase and opened the car door. “I already put them in the car for you.”
“For me?” Zhou An’an walked into the car in confusion and found that all the depleted food supplies had been replenished. The refrigerator was also stuffed with eggs, apples, and canned goods that hadn’t yet spoiled.
So, they split up to gather supplies. I took all of Lu Yuan’s, and he took all of mine?
A sweetness melted in Zhou An’an’s heart, washing away the bitterness and despair of the past few days, leaving only warmth.
She turned, stood on tiptoe, and hugged Lu Yuan tightly.
“You must come back, okay? I’ll be waiting for you!”
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