Kingdom of Corrosion
Chapter 171 - 124 Bookstore_3

Chapter 171: Chapter 124 Bookstore_3

Could it be that zombies still roam the Earth two thousand years later? Or is the super city merely a human refuge, with humanity using it as a starting point for a comprehensive exploration of the planet? That would explain the use of weapons, distribution of survival resources, and so on.

Amidst his wild guesses, Lin Wu stepped out again. It took him seven minutes to walk the ten-meter distance. He pried open the lock of the eyeglass shop, slipped inside. Same old routine, a drone scan, smoothly taking out two hidden, eerie zombies.

Lin Wu began to search for supplies. Most of the glasses were broken and only suitable for recycling, but there were a few usable pairs for nearsightedness, astigmatism, farsightedness, and presbyopia. Lin Wu walked into a back room, an optometry office. He casually opened a cabinet door, only to find a person in front of him.

Holy shit! Lin Wu almost jumped out of his skin. Upon closer inspection, he calmed down and complimented, "You’re so handsome."

The person in front of him nodded, as if in total agreement with Lin Wu’s remark.

Right, it’s a mirror. Damn Dawn, always up to tricks.

Lin Wu found a few pairs of usable sunglasses and started trying them on in front of the shop mirror. It wasn’t that Lin Wu was full of himself, but discounting his own person, the outfit he wore really did look cool with a pair of sunglasses. If you included Lin Wu himself, it was even cooler.

Lin Wu picked out the pair of sunglasses he was most satisfied with and took out a thermos from his backpack, filled with hot water. He opened the thermos, steamed up the mirror with the heat. Then he stepped back and asked the misty reflection, "Magic Mirror on the wall, who’s the handsomest of them all?"

As the mist cleared, Lin Wu looked solemn and thoughtful while nodding at the mirror, "Indeed, it’s you. Farewell."

After saying that, Lin Wu crouched on the spot for a long while, then asked, "Did I forget to turn off the mic again?"

Maya: "Yes. But don’t worry about it."

Lin Wu, pleasantly surprised, asked, "Because I’m actually really handsome?"

Maya used the most disgusted tone she could muster, "Right, right, right."

Lin Wu changed the subject, "Maya, do you think we can dismantle the infirmary?"

"No, even though the infirmary can’t treat infections, it can treat broken bones, colds, and other injuries and illnesses. It can also restore the maximum life limit." Maya said, "Besides, you’re already handsome enough; no need to build a dressing room."

Lin Wu exclaimed, "No wonder they say people love to hurt those closest to them. You used to be polite to me; now you can say such harsh and sarcastic things."

Maya paused for a moment, "Sorry, I... I don’t know why I said that."

Lin Wu, on the contrary, was startled, "I was just kidding."

Maya: "No, I know you were joking, but I shouldn’t have said that, even unintentionally."

Lin Wu: "It’s not fun if you’re so serious."

Maya: "Being serious is proper."

Lin Wu changed the topic again, "I’m good now."

Maya: "Right, three minutes, starting the timer."

Cars could only buy a few seconds of time; if you didn’t get in the car within a few seconds, it would surely be swarmed. Today Lin Wu was driving a pickup truck traded from Invincible Base. He climbed onto the back and, with the help of Silencer and Quick Gunner, assisted in breaking through. This idea had been lingering in Lin Wu’s mind and, after putting it into practice, he found it to be very effective.

The zombies that managed to get close to the vehicle were all within three meters; Lin Wu didn’t need to waste stamina on running. He was standing in place, recovering stamina quickly. With the aid of chewing gum and considering the time taken to work the bolt, Lin Wu could use Fast Gun Lock five times in a row. After seven seconds, his stamina was full, ready to start a new round of Rapid Fire.

Alas! Still short on ammo, not to mention other kinds, but even the cheapest .22 caliber bullets were just over fifty for both bases combined. Although one unit of ammo could produce ten bullets under electric power, and an ammo pack could produce forty, both bases were short on ammo packs. The game had not yet entered the firearm era. Guns weren’t the problem; almost everyone in North Town had one. The problem was the bullets.

The Sawmill, Fire Station, and Baseball Field – none of them seemed related to ammunition.

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