Chapter 3. Doomsday Supermarket (2)

     Instantly, the pure white space disappeared.

     The survivors were thrown into a strange supermarket by an unknown force.

     Compared to the supermarkets that people often visit in real cities, the product labels in this supermarket are mostly in traditional Chinese characters, with English and simplified Chinese characters. The customers are basically black-eyed yellow people, and they all speak Cantonese.

     Ye Mo looked at the traditional Chinese phone in her hand again and secretly guessed: “Hong Kong Special Administrative Region? Macau Special Administrative Region?”

     There were really many customers in the supermarket. They didn’t seem to notice the extra survivors and were all shopping normally.

     The survivors were randomly scattered. From Ye Mo’s perspective, she could see that there were only 20 to 30 survivors coming out of the space.

     Zhao Rong and Linda were there.

     But Wang Yang was gone. There were three or five Japanese or Koreans. According to this ratio, it was preliminarily estimated that the area of this supermarket was not small.

     This meant that all the large and small groups that had just been organized were broken up, and some of the survivors went crazy.

     “Call 110, I want to call the police!”

     “Finally I’m back.”

     ” I want to go home!”

     “Ah, you said, were you filming just now? Where’s the camera? I want to complain!”

     Among the survivors, some cried and laughed, and some began to ask passers-by frantically. This behavior attracted the attention of people around them. They looked like they were looking at a group of mental patients.

     “Foreign language mixed with Cantonese? Sichuan dialect mixed with Cantonese?”

     Ye Mo quickly realized a new problem.

     All her knowledge of Cantonese came from the Cantonese songs, Cantonese movies, TV dramas, etc. that were popular in the 1980s and 1990s. She could understand most of it, but not most of it. She had little contact with people in Guangdong, Guangxi, Hong Kong and Macau.

     But she can now understand 95% of the Cantonese spoken by people around her, as if she suddenly knew a regional dialect.

     It seems that she can still speak it?

     The other survivors should be the same, but many people did not realize that they had mastered a new language in panic. This dungeon is as fair as possible to the survivors of the five countries.

     Ye Mo took a deep breath and silently read the survivor app. The system prompt sounded in her mind-

     [Current survivors: 300/300; Main task: survival time 0/10].

     The sense of crisis rose.

     Immediately find the nearest yellow vest shopping guide and ask a few critical questions first.

     Every word is clear.

     “Where can I buy goggles?”

     “Go north, go up to the third floor, then go south, there are goggles in the third sports goods area from the bottom.”

     Communication in Cantonese is not a problem at all.

     Ye Mo subconsciously touched the glasses on her face.

She is highly myopic. If her glasses fall off, she can’t even distinguish between tomato juice and blood. She is a pure cannon fodder in the zombie dungeon.

     “How many floors does the mall have?”

     “Four.”

     “Where is the supermarket exit?”

     “Go south, turn left and get off the elevator. There are four exits on the first floor.”

     The goggles are on the third floor in the north, and the supermarket exit is on the first floor in the south. Both directions are completely away, and not close to her current location, at least not visible to the naked eye.

     This means that Ye Mo is now facing the first choice.

     “Thank you, where is the supermarket warehouse?”

     “East,”

     The shopping guide answered the question habitually, and suddenly got stuck halfway through the answer. She stared at Ye Mo’s back, showing a terrified expression as if she had seen a ghost, and then screamed.

     “Ahhh!”

     Then there was a shouting of multiple men and women, the decibels of which seemed to be able to shatter an earthquake.

     “Ah——”

     “Murder!”

     “人を殺しました! ( killed!)”

     Ye Mo’s hair stood up all over her body. She felt as if there was some warm liquid on the back of her neck. Not only was it warm, but it was also extremely cold.

     She felt like she had a thousand pounds on her feet.

     She still managed to run forward for a distance, leaned against the snack rack, and turned around to see how bad the situation behind her was.

     But she saw that a man in a black plaid shirt was biting the face of a woman next to him, who was probably less than one meter away from Ye Mo and separated by the discounted goods.

     The woman’s nose had been bitten off halfway and eaten by the man in the plaid shirt. Now he was eating the right side of her face.

     The bitten woman screamed in pain.

     Horrible!

     Bloody!

     Scary!

     The woman’s blood mixed with the zombie’s blood flew to Ye Mo’s back, and there must be some on her hair and back of her neck. The blood of the bitten woman was red, and the blood of the biting zombie was black.

     Ye Mo had never thought that such a movie scene would appear in reality, and she had never thought that human blood could be so red and so much. She bit her lower lip to stop her teeth from chattering.

    “彼女は死体を失って感染した!(She was infected by a zombie!)” The red-haired woman Linda said it once in Japanese, and then in Korean, English, Mandarin, and Cantonese, “She was infected with a zombie*. She was infected by zombie blood…”

     “…”

     “Black blood can infect people, right?” Zhao Rong, who woke up first, pretended to mutter to himself and stepped back.

     The other survivors reacted differently. Some ran away in fear, some stopped her from moving forward, some were silent, and some had expressions of fear with pity.

     There were also many pleading eyes.

     The ordinary onlookers who didn’t know what was going on heard the words “zombie” and “infection”, and they stepped back reflexively. Some of them were still muttering words such as “rabies” and “living dead”.

     Ye Mo’s emotions were very complicated at this time. She was sad, angry and afraid. Reason and emotion seemed to be two separate areas. When things happened to her, it was always easy to make people lose their minds.

     Take three deep breaths, calm down, calm down, calm down, rely on yourself, rely on yourself, rely on yourself.

     Look for a chance to break the deadlock.

 

…

 

     “Ah——”

     The same scream sounded again from the east.

     Before most people responded, Ye Mo ran to the stairs in the north, and most people in the supermarket chose to run towards the south exit of the supermarket.

     There were more than one or two screams, and soon three, four, and five… The scenes of men and women biting each other occurred one after another in different corners.

     Accompanied by screams, quarrels, crying, and door banging, the order was completely out of control.

     In the chaos, Ye Mo successfully grabbed a shopping cart and continued to walk in the opposite direction of the flow of people. There were too many people in the main flow, so she avoided the dead-end shelves that blocked her sight and chose to walk through the special sale areas.

     Having been unlucky once, she was very, very, very careful. She tried her best to keep her eyes on the surroundings, and her ears were almost erected, and she would never allow herself to walk into the blind spots of the supermarket.

     She was fully focused.

     A voice popped up in her mind, 

 

     【Survivor Ye Mo was detected to have broken through the critical value of mental power, mental attribute points +1.】

 

     Ye Mo didn’t have time to think about what mental attributes were.

     But after the system prompted the mental attribute +1, she found that her mind was instantly much more relaxed, like the extremely comfortable feeling of having just had a good sleep, and the negative emotions seemed to have decreased a little.

     Write it down first.

     The products Ye Mo passed by were random and temporarily irreversible. The original vegetables in the shopping cart were thrown away, leaving only a bag of cherry tomatoes, a bag of sugar oranges, and a can of star fruit.

     Whenever she saw biscuits, chocolate, water, candy and other light and high-calorie things, she threw them into my shopping cart as long as she could.

     The majority of water products were basically at the south exit, and the only products in the north were yogurt, juice, canned fruit, etc. in the refrigerated area.

     She encountered zombies eating people six or seven times, but she was not unlucky enough to run into them directly again, and she successfully avoided them.

     Finally, she approached the northernmost part of the food supermarket, which is the grain and oil area and the kitchen supplies area.

     She scanned the kitchen area first, and there were only pots, pans, chopping boards, etc. in the kitchen area, and there were no cutting knives.

     Since she passed by.

     Ye Mo took two bottles of vinegar in the seasoning area, and passed by the special discount area of kitchen supplies, where there were wet wipes and masks. She pulled down three long strings of the former but didn’t know how many packs, and took two boxes of the latter.