In a frigid apocalypse, I went on a shopping spree with the reborn.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Qingyue asked another question: "What makes zombies stronger?"

Nangong Zhao replied: "Two catties of fresh vegetables."

Jiang Qingyue: "Deal."

Nangong Zhao replied: "Devouring fresh flesh and blood allows for rapid growth, while without devouring, one can slowly grow stronger by relying on the power of ice and snow."

"The Zombie King is exceptionally intelligent, comparable to a martial arts prodigy among humans. Even without having devoured flesh and blood, its speed of becoming stronger by absorbing the power of ice and snow is many times faster than that of ordinary zombies."

Jiang Qingyue: "I understand, thank you. I'll bring you the Corpse King's skull and vegetables tonight."

"Sister Xiaoyue, dinner's ready."

"They're here."

After the meal, Jiang Qingyue told Nangong Zhao the news she had received.

"Shall we go to another city to find zombies?" Long Jiuxing asked.

The two little ones looked on expectantly.

The zombie crystal cores allow them to grow very quickly.

The four of them killed for a day and a night to obtain crystal cores, which allowed the two little ones to quickly catch up with Jiang Qingyue and Long Jiuxing, two top experts.

This is only a level one crystal core; what about a level two one?

Moreover, Jiang Qingyue has a spatial dimension, and all four of them are powerful enough to travel far away.

Faced with three pairs of expectant eyes, Jiang Qingyue shook her head.

"Traveling far away is inconvenient in many ways, and also, each city should have several large bases."

"For example, the Doomsday King Squad in Quanshui City and the Overlord Base in Yunyou City are both very powerful forces with a large number of members."

"They have dedicated patrols that even search for zombies, and they kill them quickly once they find them."

"We don't live in the city long-term, and everyone is vying for crystal cores, which can easily lead to conflict. Conflict leads to trouble, unless we take action and wipe everyone else out."

Long Jiuxing remained silent for a moment with a tense expression, then calmly uttered two words: "Can kill."

The two little ones nodded in unison.

With their combined strength, the number of the enemy was no longer a concern.

Whether the opposing side has eight or eighty thousand, wiping them out is just a matter of time.

Jiang Qingyue had a headache.

She now understands the helplessness her parents felt.

The child is too weak, I'm afraid she'll be bullied; the child is too cold-blooded and ruthless, I'm afraid she'll lose her humanity.

However, this matter cannot be explained by grand principles; we can only guide people gradually.

"Listen to the three of you, we must never be soft-hearted. If we encounter someone who takes advantage of their age or acts like a saint, we should kill them and remember to eliminate them completely."

"But you can't be completely devoid of humanity, especially you." Jiang Qingyue tapped Long Jiuxing's forehead: "Read less of those novels where people destroy the world for their lovers and want to drag all the innocent people down with them. It'll ruin your brain."

Long Jiuxing frowned, a rare occurrence for him: "Why? I don't like them anyway. If I kill them, so be it. Even if I don't kill them, they'll die in a few decades anyway."

"..."

Jiang Qingyue remained silent for a long while, feeling that her education had failed.

"Never mind, I'll keep a closer eye on things from now on. Let's talk about the zombies now. We're short on crystal cores, but going out isn't without its dangers."

"We are not reborn individuals like Wang Dawei. We still know too little about the apocalypse. Some extremely special items could still kill us."

"Furthermore, the essence condensed by the plant doctor cannot be harvested when it is out in the field, it cannot be used to fuel fires, and therefore cannot generate electricity. The temperature in the greenhouse cannot be guaranteed, all of which are losses."

"I've calculated it carefully, and it's not worth it to compete with powerful local forces for crystal cores. I have a better way."

Long Jiuxing didn't even ask for a solution, just nodded his little head: "I'll listen to Sister Xiaoyue."

Yanbao: "Chirp chirp." I'll listen too.

Baby: "Hiss." And me too.

Jiang Qingyue smiled as she looked at the three of them being so well-behaved: "That's right. Staying at home and hiding is the way to survive. Don't think about going out to fight and kill people."

Yanbao: "Chirp chirp?" Then why did you take us out yesterday?

This time, Jiang Qingyue understood.

"Times have changed. There was absolutely no danger when we went out yesterday, and we desperately needed crystal cores at the time."

"Besides, Spring City isn't far from the shelter, so it's not considered a long trip."

"The zombies in Spring City have been mostly killed. Even if some clever zombies choose to build nests, the number of zombies won't increase in the short term."

"After all, Nangong Zhao controls Quanshui City, and she has so many underlings who are eager to be fed. They'll rush to kill any zombies they see."

Jiang Qingyan nodded as if she understood, and her long, rabbit ears trembled.

Jiang Qingyue couldn't resist reaching out and giving it a little rub. It felt even better, and she couldn't help but boast, "I've raised it so well."

While petting the little rabbit, he explained his plan.

"I have a bold idea. Let's raise a brood of zombies just like we raise fish, chickens, ducks and geese. We'll keep an eye on them every day. If their numbers exceed the limit, we'll kill a batch of them. When the zombies grow to a certain level, we'll kill a few of the strong ones and let the weak ones continue to grow."

"This way, the zombies won't become so powerful that they get out of control, nor will their numbers become so numerous that they get out of control, and we won't have to search the whole world for zombies like we do now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Jiuxing's eyes lit up as if they were shooting out beams of light, and he volunteered, "I'll go catch it."

"Chirp chirp chirp," I'm going too.

"Hiss." And me too.

"Let's go together," Jiang Qingyue said. "We'll also deliver the Corpse King's skull and some vegetables to Nangong Zhao, and then we'll search the city."

Jiang Qingyue suddenly slapped her forehead as she spoke: "Perhaps there is an even simpler way."

She turned on her personal terminal again. After all, there were only four of them, and with most zombies nearly extinct, finding a zombie with the potential to become a zombie king was no easy task.

But finding Nangong Zhao is much easier; he has tens of thousands of men under his command.

Jiang Qingyue: "Help me catch a zombie king and a few small zombies."

Nangong Zhao: "?"

Jiang Qingyue explained, "Let me do some research. I can give you a herbal doctor's essence, which is more effective than special medicines. As long as you have a breath left, any injury or illness can be cured instantly."

Nangong Zhao: "Deal."

While Long Jiuxing was washing the dishes, Jiang Qingyue went to the planting room to pick the mature vegetables and put them in her space to keep them fresh, and then watered them again.

Go to the generator room and fill the stove with firewood.

After thinking for a moment, I went to the junkyard and found a rope, a nylon rope about the thickness of a thumb.

It used to be used to tie things to a small tricycle when hauling goods; it's perfect for tying up zombies.

"Let's go, let's set off."

They had only gone halfway when Nangong Zhao sent a message: "I caught a Tier 2 zombie, it definitely has the potential to grow into a zombie king. I also have several zombies of varying sizes. Where can I trade them?"

Jiang Qingyue thought for a moment and gave the location of her original seafood shop.

The terrain there is complex, with residential buildings of varying heights, and it is quite far from the suburbs.

Even if Nangong Zhao wanted to follow her after the transaction was completed, Jiang Qingyue didn't think anyone could follow her and Long Jiuxing that far without them noticing.

At the entrance of Yu Man Cang Seafood Store.

Nangong Zhao, dressed in a red dress and wearing high heels, leaned against a recliner brought by her younger brother, holding a chain in her hand.

At the other end of the chain, seven zombies of varying strengths and sizes roared with their foul-smelling mouths agape.

A henchman nearby asked, puzzled, "Boss, why does Jiang Qingyue want to catch zombies? And why does she insist on buying them from us? She's so powerful; she was the first to kill a zombie. Catching a few to study shouldn't be a piece of cake for her, right?"

Nangong Zhao glanced at him sideways: "Stop asking about the affairs of the strong."

The younger brother chuckled and said, "I was just curious. If it were me, I would have caught it myself."

"So you're the underling, and he's the boss."

Nangong Zhao's words left his younger brother speechless.

He wanted to say that Jiang Qingyue was able to be the leader because Jiang Qingyue was a reborn person.

But as the words were about to come out, she remembered Wang Dawei, who was also a reborn person, but that guy was long dead.

Then she looked at Nangong Zhao, who still maintained her long, wavy hair that was difficult to manage, her nails dyed bright red, and her wearing a skirt and sky-high heels even in the apocalypse.

Then he thought that even though the eldest brother wasn't a reincarnated person, he still dominated a region.

From this perspective, Jiang Qingyue's strength doesn't seem to have much to do with whether or not she is a reincarnated person.

Is it really because he's smart? But he's not bad either, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get into university back then.

Time slipped away little by little amidst the younger brother's self-doubt.

Nangong Zhao, who was resting with his eyes closed on the recliner, only opened his eyes when he heard faint footsteps in the distance.

The younger brother immediately stood up straight and looked towards the street corner.

Two people dressed completely covered up, with only their eyes showing, appeared at the street corner; one was carrying a stick, and the other was holding a bow.

You can tell who it is without them introducing themselves.

Nangong Zhao stood up from the recliner and greeted them from about five meters away: "Captain Jiang, Miss Long, I've long admired your names. It's great to finally meet you in person today."

"Captain Nangong, nice to meet you." After greeting him, Jiang Qingyue did not choose to approach. Instead, she took a large cabbage, a small box containing the skull of the Corpse King, and a small box containing the essence of a plant doctor from her spatial storage, put them into a plastic bag, and threw it to Nangong Zhao from a distance.

Nangong Zhao caught it with one hand and threw the long iron chain in his hand toward Jiang Qingyue.

Jiang Qingyue raised her hand and grabbed the chain. With a slight tug, the seven zombies were forced to slowly walk towards her.

At the same time, Nangong Zhao examined the item in his hand.

The Corpse King's skull was fine in the small box, the large cabbage was more than she said, definitely more than two pounds, and most importantly, there was a Plant Doctor's Essence.

He put the three items into his spatial backpack and said to Jiang Qingyue, "I'm different from Wang Dawei. I have ambition, but I know who I should mess with and who I shouldn't."

"Quanshui City is just a temporary stop. I'm staying here temporarily, and I'll leave someday."

"However, even before leaving, I will give orders to everyone not to inquire about Captain Jiang or find out his whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyue glanced at the radiant woman from afar and nodded: "We'll have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

As if remembering something, she took out a large cabbage from her spatial storage and tossed it to Nangong Zhao: "Please give this to Jiang Qingtian."

The cabbages have already been harvested twice, and Jiang Qingyue actually has quite a lot. It's not that she's stingy, but she's afraid that giving too much might bring trouble to Jiang Qingtian.

After all, the poisonous fog is everywhere, and even the strongest people need fresh vegetables to detoxify every now and then, otherwise they will not be able to withstand it.

When those around her were about to be poisoned to death, Jiang Qingtian still had a lot of fresh vegetables in her hands, so she was not far from dying.

"Don't worry." Nangong Zhao put the cabbage into his spatial storage to keep it fresh. "The young lady is very hardworking and ambitious, I like her very much."

Watching Jiang Qingyue and the other person's retreating figures, Nangong Zhao took out the drop of Plant Doctor's essence again, marveling at it.

Is this the essence of the plant doctor that Liu Yuyao said Wang Dawei sought but could not obtain until his death?

It's truly amazing!

In the apocalypse, even the most powerful and docile strong individuals need to fight.

In battle, there will be times when you get injured.

Although the essence of this plant doctor cannot bring the dead back to life, it can save anyone who has a breath left, making it arguably the most powerful treasure in the world.

Jiang Qingyue has many more such treasures in his possession. It's unclear what kind of transaction would make him willing to give up such essence as payment.

Nangong Zhao carefully put the essence back into his space, pondering how to befriend Jiang Qingyue.

The younger brother, watching with immense envy, whispered, "Boss, should I go and check it out?"

Nangong Zhao gave him a cold look.

The younger brother was completely unaware: "I see that although the two of them are still strong, they came to make a deal like fools. They obviously haven't been through the harsh realities of society and don't know the wickedness of people. They're probably still strolling around leisurely right now."

"Although I am not as strong as them, I am good at ambushes. If I follow them now, I might be able to take Jiang Qingyue down by surprise."

"She has a spatial dimension. After we kill her, the items inside will definitely drop like loot in a game. Then we'll make a fortune..."

Before he could finish speaking, a well-maintained jade hand gripped his neck and gently tightened its grip.

Click.

Nangong Zhao disgustedly threw the corpse on the ground, took out a clean white handkerchief from his spatial storage, wiped his hands, and casually tossed it on the ground.

"idiot."

……

"Have you caught up?" Jiang Qingyue asked softly, looking at Jiang Qingyan who had jumped onto her shoulder like a gust of wind.

"Chirp chirp." Jiang Qingyan shook her head.

Two minutes later, the little white snake returned to Long Jiuxing's side.

"Hiss." The woman killed the man.

Long Jiuxing translated: "Zai Zai said that Nangong Zhao killed that underling and didn't follow."

Jiang Qingyue herself didn't sense a tail behind her and was quite satisfied with her neighbor, Nangong Zhao.

"She's beautiful, efficient, strict with her subordinates, and most importantly, smart. Unless she's incredibly unlucky, she'll definitely have a place in the apocalypse."

Long Jiuxing tilted his head, recalling the Nangong Zhao he had just seen.

Fiery red lips, big waves, and a charming beauty, but it seems a bit deliberate and tacky, not as refreshing and pretty as Sister Xiaoyue.

As for being efficient, who wouldn't be efficient if there were benefits to be gained?

Comparing the two, Long Jiuxing still prefers Sister Xiaoyue.

Nangong Zhao kills people at the drop of a hat; he's just like her. What kind of good person is he?

As for luck, Long Jiuxing felt that no one could compare to Sister Xiaoyue in terms of luck.

"Sister Xiaoyue, these zombies smell awful, let me help them out."

Without further ado, he took the iron chain from Jiang Qingyue's hand.

After walking for a while, they complained that the zombies were moving too slowly.

The girl raised her hand and used her Fiery Heaven Cutter to lift the zombies, like carrying a load on a shoulder pole. Three larger zombies hung on the left and four smaller ones on the right, with the weight perfectly balanced on both sides.

Long Jiuxing, carrying seven zombies, moved with light steps.

Seeing the zombie baring its fangs and claws at Long Jiuxing but unable to reach him, Jiang Qingyue's eyelids twitched.

"Longlong, we're not in a rush. We can take our time."

Long Jiuxing said quite seriously, "We need to go home and cook. Sister Xiaoyue didn't eat much this morning, she must be hungry."