Chapter 3, Cleaning
Although Li Chunyuan was not afraid of these zombies, he was more aware of his own limitations and understood the importance of acting within his means. After opening the door, he ran for several hundred meters before finally stopping. Perhaps it was the creaking sound of the door or the hurried footsteps of Li Chunyuan; in any case, when he stopped and looked back from several hundred meters away, he saw that several zombies had already poked their heads out of the entrance of the grain processing factory.
Over the course of a single night, it seemed that all of one's enemies had perished; in a single night, the world had changed; in a single night, one had acquired the legendary ability to turn water into ice; in a single night, one had also embarked on a life of slaughter
Although he has a rope and a short knife, dealing with the tenacious zombies must be done one by one, and it is essential to plan ahead and prepare traps.
Then they all rolled into a water ditch over one meter deep, where a layer of sharp ice spikes lay beneath, glimmering faintly in the moonlight, pinning them firmly to the ground. Pfft! Pfft! Black blood flowed out as the six zombies struggled.
He turned around and locked the small door of the grain processing factory. With a loud clang, the entire factory began to clatter again. Li Chunyuan quickly walked into the reception room, closed the door, and observed the movements outside. After a long while of clattering, not a single zombie approached. Only then did Li Chunyuan finally confirm that all the zombies capable of moving freely had been locked outside by him
After preparing for more than half an hour and exhausting the little water in the ditch, Li Chunyuan finally felt confident enough to stand on the southern bank of the ditch and shouted towards the group of zombies several hundred meters away: "Ha!" The group of zombies, indeed, was very sensitive to sound; immediately, five or six of them began to run awkwardly in a strange manner towards Li Chunyuan's direction. The remaining zombies let out low growls and slowly dragged their feet towards him. Moreover, more than ten zombies emerged from the factory, following closely behind them.
Li Chunyuan estimated that there were about thirty zombies, which he believed were all the zombies capable of wandering outside in this food processing plant. The others, such as accountants and supervisors who have offices, would indeed be unable to come out if they turned into zombies. Currently, six zombies quickly distanced themselves from the remaining zombies by a hundred meters and approached Li Chunyuan, separated from him by a two-meter-long ditch.
First is the reception room, the door is slightly ajar. Li Chunyuan used a long spear to push open the door, but there was no sound inside. After a careful search, he found a bed with complete bedding, a set of tableware, half a box of instant noodles, and a police baton. All of these items were useful for Li Chunyuan.
Li Chun looked again at the entrance of the grain processing plant, where more than ten zombies were already swaying about. Time was of the essence; his stamina had nearly been exhausted after a night of turmoil. He needed to quickly deal with this group of zombies in order to enter the processing plant and eat something soon
Very well, just like that. Only when they are dispersed can there be hope to defeat them one by one. Li Chun clenched his fist, looked around, and realized that a necessary condition had been met. So how should the trap be set next? There are no high grounds in this place, no rivers, only a two-meter-wide irrigation ditch used by farmers by the roadside, and the water inside is pitifully scarce
Li Chun exhaled deeply, and a weapon appeared in his right hand. It was not the short dagger he had before, but a long spear made of ice, which he had just crafted. When this spear was held in his hand, the ice shards that should have been fragile somehow felt as hard as steel, almost as if they had become a part of his right hand.
Is this life what I truly desire? Li Chunyuan did not know. However, compared to before, this life is at least not bad. Because I am becoming stronger, this is not an empty illusion. When I held that icy spear yesterday, my arm was steady and powerful, and the spear was incredibly sharp. It was a feeling I had never experienced in all my years of living. This is strength, the strength of the body, the strength of the mind. Moreover, Li Chunyuan knows that as long as I continue to live, I can become even stronger. It is a feeling I had never experienced in all my years of living. This is strength, the strength of the body, the strength of the mind. Moreover, Li Chunyuan knows that as long as I continue to live, I can become even stronger
Li Chunyuan maintained a calm demeanor, and was not panicked internally. He steadied himself and quietly took a step forward, gently placing his palm on the small door used for passage. With a slight push, the iron door shook a little, and Li Chunyuan immediately felt much more at ease: fortunately, the door was not locked, merely ajar.
Indeed, they are very sensitive to sound. Li Chunyuan had already reached a conclusion in his heart and circled around to the exact back of the main gate of the grain processing factory. He shouted a few times, creating a clanging noise. Li Chunyuan was not in a hurry; he deliberately shouted a couple more times, striving to gather all the zombies that could move in the factory to that spot. The sounds of moaning echoed, and all the moving zombies inside the factory gathered just a wall away, emitting a series of sounds similar to a hunting dog's heavy breathing. Along with this sound, Li Chunyuan distinctly smelled a nauseating stench. The moaning continued, and all the moving zombies inside the factory gathered just a wall away, emitting a series of sounds similar to a hunting dog's heavy breathing. Along with this sound, Li Chunyuan distinctly smelled a nauseating stench.
In that case, Li Chunyuan also did not intend to entangle himself with them any longer. He threw out a dozen stones, disrupting the direction in which those zombies were advancing towards him, and then, holding the icy spear in his right hand, he tiptoed around the zombies from several dozen meters away. After carefully avoiding them for several hundred meters, Li Chunyuan felt at ease, and then he sprinted all the way back to the grain processing factory, cautiously stepping into this soundless grain processing factory with his spear in hand
It is unclear how long Li Chunyuan has slept, but when he awakens again, the sky is already bright. His body feels sore, his head is swollen, and there is a slight throbbing pain. This is not a good sign; yesterday's activities were not particularly intense, so why does his body feel so worn out? It is evident that this is related to the ability he has acquired.
A rumble from his stomach reminded Li Chunyuan that he was hungry again. He consumed three packets of instant noodles just like the night before and drank a glass of water. Only then did Li Chunyuan regain his energy and spirit. He glanced at the clock on the wall: it was already past twelve noon on the second day. The events of last night felt like a dream; if it weren't for the fact that Li Chunyuan was currently sleeping in this small reception room of just over ten square meters, he would have thought it was a dream.
Understanding this, Li Chunyuan also realized his opportunity, which was simultaneously a challenge. A rough estimate suggests that there should be dozens of zombies in this factory. For Li Chunyuan to rush into the factory and eliminate them would be akin to a fool's dream. However, if he were to release them in a planned manner, dispersing them across this vast field, his chances of success would increase significantly
Li Chunyuan called out twice, then quickly stepped forward. Within a few minutes, he and the figure reached the front of the large gate, pushed open the slightly ajar small door with his hand, and then stepped aside. With a gentle "creak," the door opened, and next came the performance of the zombies.
Li Chunyuan thought for a moment, then went to the edge of the water ditch and dipped his icy right hand into the water. Just like a fish entering the water, Li Chunyuan suddenly understood what he should do. He envisioned what he needed in his mind, clenched his palm tightly in the water, and then pulled out a mass of something from the surface. In his hand was a shimmering conical object, entirely made of cold ice. Just like a fish entering the water, Li Chunyuan suddenly understood what he should do. He envisioned what he needed in his mind, clenched his palm tightly in the water, and then pulled out a mass of something from the surface. In his hand was a shimmering conical object, entirely made of cold ice
The ice spear was turned downward, and with force, it was thrust into the zombies more than ten times, piercing the heads of six struggling zombies. Then, Li Chunyuan, panting, retracted the spear, which showed no signs of damage, resembling more of a divine weapon than mere ice. Calming his emotions, Li Chunyuan glanced at the zombies behind him, still over twenty in number. He quietly moved his feet, picked up a stone, and threw it in another direction towards the front group.
With a cold and stiff smile, Li Chun shouted from several dozen meters away at the silent grain processing factory: "Ha!" Instantly, the entire grain processing factory was thrown into chaos, ringing with clanging sounds. It was unclear what the zombies inside had collided with, perhaps a door or a window, followed by a series of deep, beast-like growls. The large and small doors clanged as they were struck, and the slightly ajar small door was hit several times, even showing signs of being pushed open. It was unclear what the zombies inside had collided with, perhaps a door or a window, followed by a series of deep, beast-like growls. The large and small doors clanged as they were struck, and the slightly ajar small door was hit several times, even showing signs of being pushed open.
The lights in the grain processing factory were still on, and the only illumination that Li Chun could see was from the light in the entrance guard room, which was only about three or four meters away from him. Beneath the light, there was a pool of dark red blood and traces of books, and it was unclear whether the blood dried quickly due to the cold or if it was the blood of a zombie. He glanced through the gap and saw that there was not a single person under this light; the orange-yellow light had a somewhat dim feeling, reminiscent of vengeful spirits or ghosts about to make an appearance
Quietly retreating to several dozen meters away, Li Chunyuan did not feel that the zombies before him posed any significant challenge; instead, he felt even more resolute. Any animal, as long as humans are provided with sufficient tools, can only obediently meet its demise. In Li Chunyuan's eyes, the zombies in the grain processing plant were merely a group of relatively fierce mad dogs.
After picking up the thermos, Li Chunyuan found that it was still full of water. He could no longer afford to think about much, having worked tirelessly through the night, his physical strength, energy, and even his brain were all operating at overload. He was utterly exhausted, hungry, and sleepy. He took the set of utensils, brewed two packets of instant noodles, and drank the soup along with the noodles, which made him feel somewhat full. He then ate another packet, which finally satisfied him. He could not care less about clearing out the zombies locked in the factory; Li Chunyuan spread out his bedding and fell asleep.
The trap is set, Li Chun took a deep breath and silently gazed at the zombies several hundred meters away: Tonight, I will send you to rest.
A faint sound of "pat" echoed beside the zombies, causing the group of zombies to halt in their tracks. Li Chunran threw another stone, and once again, there was a "pat" sound. The group of zombies immediately began to search back and forth in that direction. Indeed, they not only lacked intelligence but also had poor eyesight.
He slowly walked a few meters towards the iron gate, yet still could not see anything. Inside Li Chun's heart was a profound calmness as he tiptoed forward, stopping only when he was just over a step away from the dark green gate, peering inside through the gap between the large and small doors.