Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

He emptied the entire outdoor gear store, and the haul from the zero-yuan purchase greatly improved Shenhe's mood.

He sat on the empty counter in the store, fiddling with two brand-new Baofeng walkie-talkies.

He doesn't understand this thing either.

There were smaller ones, marked with three to five kilometers, but they were short and thick, so he didn't like them.

The two he was holding had a transmission distance of eight to fifteen kilometers, but he didn't know if that was true, or how much would be left due to terrain limitations.

Anyway, these two walkie-talkies look good!

It's black, and um, it's quite a bit longer than the smaller one.

"Hello! Hello? Hello! Ah! Okay!"

After fiddling with it for a while according to the instructions, I figured out how to use it. Anyway, when I talk to one, the other one rings.

Shenhe packed up his things and glanced at the street. He noted that Chinese people tend to cluster together when selling things; if one shop becomes popular, several similar shops will immediately spring up and compete with each other.

So looking around, there are two outdoor equipment stores, one that sells mountain bikes, and finally five pharmacies, which are a must-have on every street.

It took an hour, and except for the bicycle shop which only took a few bicycles, all the other shops were emptied.

He walked out of the street, looked around, and saw that he was the only one wandering around. There were hardly any zombies. Just as he was about to leave and find a place with more zombies to do some missions, he suddenly caught sight of a fireworks store.

Shenhe stopped abruptly, his eyes darting around, a whole host of ideas for killing zombies popping into his head.

The figure vanished on the spot!

When it reappeared, it was already in front of the fireworks shop.

When he was a child, he loved to use the New Year's money given to him by his mother to buy firecrackers to play with, blowing up dry toilets, dog bowls, ponds, mud pits, and scaring little girls into screaming.

Then he was hit by shit, chased by dogs, chased by Shen's mother, and beaten up by a group of girls taller than him.

But after he grew up, he never bought firecrackers to play with again. It was as if those interests suddenly disappeared.

With so many ways to play, it seems that in the end only the interest that makes girls scream remains?

And it has the potential to reach even greater heights!

He pushed open the glass door and walked into the fireworks shop. The smell of cardboard and gunpowder filled his nostrils.

It smells wonderful; I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Welcome!

"...!"

The sudden sound startled Shenhe, who was deeply inhaling the smell, even though there was no one there.

After I realized what was happening, a doorbell rang!

Shaking his head helplessly, he walked from the doorway into the house. Along the way, he put all the various fireworks on the shelves on both sides and the boxes of firecrackers on the ground into his space.

After my spatial ability was upgraded to level three, I gained three more spaces, each the size of a garage, which were just enough to hold these scattered items.

Before leaving, he also pried the doorbell off.

After finishing his business here, Shenhe took out a gun from his spatial storage and continued wandering the nearby streets, killing some stray zombies and making free purchases until around 4 PM when he finally teleported back to the orphanage.

That night, he had a plan to slaughter corpses. If successful, he could complete the level 10 mission in one go.

Shenhe's figure flashed and suddenly appeared under the camphor tree in the orphanage, startling Zhang Ran, who was sitting in the canopy as a lookout, so much that he almost fell off the branch.

Zhang Ran stared in shock! He had just appeared so suddenly, colliding right into his field of vision!

"Here you go, use this to contact me in the future."

Shenhe placed a walkie-talkie on the tree platform, left a message, and ripples spread around him before his figure disappeared from the spot once more.

Before Zhang Ran could react, a terrified scream came from the direction of the backyard.

"Holy crap! It's a ghost!"

Zhang Ran jumped down from the tree and picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Zzz—! Hello! Hello? Dongyao Dongyao! I am Dongguai! Please respond if you hear me! Please respond if you hear me!"

Tang Dashan's loud, panicked voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Zhang Ran brought the walkie-talkie to his mouth and coldly uttered a single word, "Release it."

Tang Dashan was taken aback. "Put it? Put what? Where?"

Zhang Ran: "Spit it out if you have something to say."

Tang Dashan: "Hey! Ran-ge, do you think Brother Shen is a human or a ghost? He appears in front of me in a flash, and then disappears in a flash. He scared my little heart!"

Zhang Ran calmly explained, "That must be Brother Shen's spatial ability."

Tang Dashan exclaimed in amazement, "Wow, that's incredible! He comes and goes without a trace. From now on, Brother Shen will be known as the fastest man!"

Shenhe's cool, clear voice entered the channel.

"Tsk! Tang Dashan, are you hungry tonight?"

Tang Dashan screamed, "Ah! Brother Shen, I was wrong! No!"

Zhang Ran added insult to injury, "Serves you right."

After delivering the walkie-talkies to the two, Shenhe went downstairs to Xia Yuxuan's dormitory window to see how their conversation was going.

With a light leap, he flew into the air, grabbed the window railing, and peered inside with his eyes wide open.

Li Yuetong leaned against the headboard, lost in thought, holding Xia Yuxuan in her arms, gently patting her back with her small hands, like soothing a child to sleep. Xia Yuxuan's face was buried in Li Yuetong's chest, and she was indeed asleep.

Shenhe blocked the light from the window, which caught Li Yuetong's attention. She looked over with a cold gaze and felt a chill when she saw the upper body of a person by the window.

After recognizing Shenhe, she rolled her eyes at him, then pointed to Xia Yuxuan in her arms, gave Shenhe a thumbs up, indicating that she had already coaxed him!

Then he raised his chin and looked at Shenhe triumphantly.

Shenhe forgot his own predicament, laughed and clapped for Li Yuetong, and then he fell down...

Li Yuetong was startled and sat up, but thinking of Shenhe's strength, she was sure the second floor would be fine. With an amused expression, she leaned back against the headboard.

"Sister Tongtong, what's wrong?"

Xia Yuxuan was startled awake by her movements, and looked up at Li Yuetong's face through teary eyes.

Because she had just cried freely, her eyes were still wet, and her delicate features made her look like a fawn.

Li Yuetong quickly patted her back, gently coaxing her, "Xiaoyu, sleep a little longer, be good..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuxuan's long eyelashes fluttered, and she closed her eyes again, leaning back against her. Tongtong was beautiful and had a soft voice. Leaning against her, she felt like a mother, allowing her to sleep peacefully.

Downstairs, Shenhe removed the grass from his head and walked towards his room. He was surprised to find that Li Yuetong was quite capable; she had managed to coax Xia Yuxuan to sleep.

Ms. Shen said that Xia Yuxuan has not slept much these past few days, nor does she like to eat. She sits in a daze all day.

Back in my room, I took off my coat and took the red blind box out of my backpack and put it on the bed.

He turned around and washed his face and hands before coming back.

A red blind box! He doesn't think he's ever opened one!

The special effects of the red blind box were a bit eerie. After opening it, several streaks of bloody smoke flew out and hovered around the blind box. The blinding red light filled the entire room, making even Brother Shen unable to stand it and reach out to shield his eyes from the light!

As the red mist dissipated and the light dimmed, a bunch of things flew into his system inventory on their own.

Shenhe looked over and, among the pile of items, an ordinary mask caught his eye.

The mask appeared unremarkable on the surface, yet it gave him a feeling that he could never truly understand it.

[Props: Fleeting Life]

Note: Life is like a dream, ever-changing.