novelbin Chapter 5 Lamb Soup Bro
Chapter 5 Lamb Soup Bro
The young woman was trembling all over.
The four of them knew each other before they traveled through time, and after arriving in this post-apocalyptic game, they happened to be in the same place.
Without much hesitation, they decided to join forces.
All the oil was gathered together, then we got into the biggest van and started racing against the eerie black fog.
Fortunately, they found several resource boxes that Yang Che had missed, and together they killed a few ordinary zombies, obtaining some resources.
That's how I survived last night's cold.
When they saw Yang Che's heavy truck this morning, their eyes practically lit up.
If they could drive this behemoth, they would never have to fight zombies again; they could just ram them and crush everything.
They hit it off immediately and began to take action.
Deflate the tires on the front of the car to force the driver out, then you can use your numbers and weapons to have a proper talk.
Unexpectedly, not only did the person emerge, but the gun also came out.
Shotgun.
In that instant, the young woman's world collapsed.
"I'm...I'm sorry, it was them who did it, it was all their doing, it has nothing to do with me."
The young woman was crying uncontrollably, and inadvertently pulled down her neckline, revealing a deep cleavage.
The headlights surged, as if trying to break free of their restraints.
"Don't kill me, please, I'm innocent."
"I'm still useful; I can do a lot for you, or I can not do a lot."
"My skills are excellent, I'll definitely satisfy you, really, I'll absolutely make you satisfied."
The young woman crawled forward two steps on her knees, looked up at Yang Che with tears streaming down her face, and gazed at him in an extremely humble posture.
She reached out and touched Yang Che's waistband, wanting to demonstrate her skills directly.
The young woman was very confident.
Once she gets her hands on him, this man will surely succumb to her superb skills.
Before she transmigrated, countless men had been thoroughly served by her, and they would travel great distances to return and reminisce with her.
"Who gave you permission to reach out?"
Yang Che frowned and immediately raised his shotgun.
boom!
With one shot, the young woman's head exploded.
Blood splattered.
The young woman's eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
This man...
How could you be so decisive!
boom!
Her body lay in a pool of blood, her large breasts swaying and drooping limply.
"Pooh!"
Yang Che spat, his face full of disgust.
He wouldn't touch a woman like that, not even in a peaceful era, let alone in this apocalyptic world.
Ah! The syphilis is gone!
He walked up to the "Chan Ho-nam Mobile Office".
"system."
[Ding! Detection in progress...]
The vehicle is currently unclaimed and can be dismantled!
[Decompose?]
"Yes."
Yang Che spoke.
He just hoped that after dismantling the van, he could gather enough advanced resources; otherwise, he would have to find a way to repair the tires.
"A few bastards."
Yang Che grew angrier the more he thought about it. He should have broken their legs and arms earlier, left them on the road, and let the zombies tear them apart alive.
[Disassembling in progress...]
A beam of light appeared out of nowhere and enveloped the Wuling van.
[Ding! Disassembly complete!]
【恭喜宿主获得：橡胶轮胎*4、钢铁*20、电动打气筒*1、水*14、压缩饼乾*3...】
Apart from the rubber tires and steel, which were dismantled, all the other resources were collected by the four of them that night.
"An electric air pump?"
Yang Che suddenly realized why those bastards dared to release air from their tires; they had an air pump.
He quickly moved all the supplies back into the carriage, not even sparing the long-haired man's machete.
After looking around and making sure there was no one or no zombies, he connected the electric air pump and started inflating the tires.
Fortunately, the thugs only deflated the front tires and didn't damage any of the truck's tires.
It only took Yang Che half an hour to inflate all the tires.
Sitting back in the driver's seat and closing the car door, a sense of security welled up inside me.
I can only feel a strong sense of security when I'm inside a heavy truck.
【Name: Vehicle Upgrade Blueprint (Lv.1→Lv.2)】
【need:
Vehicle Lv.1 (Satisfied)
Steel*50 (20/50)
Rubber*10 (Saved)
[Upgrade Effects: Full body armor reinforced (defense increased to 40), increased space capacity.]
Dismantling a bread truck yields only 20 units of steel; to collect 50 units of steel, you need to dismantle 3 more trucks.
Where did all these cars come from?!
Yang Che was speechless; even being in the lead had its shortcomings.
After several hours of high-speed driving, he had left everyone else, except for a few pilots, far behind.
Obtaining steel from resource boxes and zombies is as difficult as building a toilet on Mount Everest.
"We can only see if anyone else has any."
He opened the [Regional Channel] and began typing.
[One unit of universal fuel can be exchanged for five units of steel. Private message me if interested.]
The message immediately caused a huge uproar, and the entire [regional channel] exploded again.
It's only the second day, how come someone is already dumping all-purpose fuel and buying scrap metal like steel?
Let's look at the ID again.
Lamb Soup Bro?
That's fine.
"Brother Lamb Soup, your lamb soup saved my life last night. I have a piece of steel here, would you mind keeping an eye on it?"
Someone spoke up, praising Yang Che lavishly to gain favor, and then sent a picture.
The picture shows a piece of iron about the size of a palm, which looks like it was just broken off.
"Hey buddy up there, don't joke around. Your piece of junk is at best a scrap of steel. Maybe if you put together a hundred of those, it'll count as one piece of steel."
"Don't mind him, Lamb Soup Bro. Look at me. I have steel here, brand new steel, really good. One piece of steel for two bottles of water, you definitely won't lose out."
"Brother, they also have steel, could you switch to the passenger seat? They're willing to give you the car and themselves."
"roll!"
Yang Che blocked him immediately. He thinks he can just take half of my wealth? Dream on.
A flood of private messages appeared in Yang Che's inbox. He carefully browsed them and replied thoughtfully to those who genuinely wanted to buy.
But most of them came with the intention of taking advantage, and some even used moral blackmail to force Yang Che to share the supplies.
Yang Che's approach to these private messages was also very direct: he would open a voice message, hurl a torrent of abuse, and then block and delete the message.
Finally, a private message caught Yang Che's attention.
Are there any free gifts for bulk orders?
Yang Che thought for a moment and replied, "A large amount."
How much do you want?
"40 servings."
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then the reply came again: "Yes."
What do you want?
Yang Che raised an eyebrow. The other party had so much steel, either because they were far behind, constantly picking up scraps amidst the traffic and the eerie black fog.
Either the other party encountered a building and found a large amount of residual steel.
"I need 6 portions of all-purpose fuel, and the rest in food and water."
"Okay, I'll replace the remaining two fuel supplies with 10 bottles of water, 5 bags of compressed biscuits, and an extra kettle."