After resting for more than two hours, Yue’s team once again walked toward Xing Ning Road.
Once on Xing Ning Road, the four of them quickly took care of the zombies that they encountered, cleaning up all the scattered zombies.
Yue, White Bones, Chi Yang, and Ji Qing Wu, each one of them is not weak. After a long time, the four of them was able to cleared Xing Ning Road of zombies.
After they cleared up the zombies on Xing Ning Road, there were only a few zombies left scattered around the area. Most of those zombies were trapped in apartments, offices, and shops.
Having killed more than 200 zombies, Ji Qing Wu and Chi Yang were extremely tired and could no longer fight. Yue did not force it and returned home with both of them.
Yue was lying on top of the bed on the fourth day, when Lei Jiang City’s power grid stopped working. The electricity in the apartment building was completely shut off. In the afternoon, they had to retreat into the apartment. [Translator Note: They are talking about the 4th day that he was healing, not 4 days after he just killed hundreds of zombies.]
Back home, after supper, Yue sat on the sofa and quietly looked at the skill book in his hand.
“Level 1 Skill: Critical Strike. After using the skill, 7 points of stamina will be consume, the next attack will have double the destructive power (weapon damage is not consider).”
Yue looked at the Critical Strike skill book, and slightly frowned. The skill’s power is good, but compared to second and third tier skills, it was far worse. Seven points of stamina consumption was too much, Yue also could not afford to squandered it. This skill was of little value to Yue, who had the Stinger Pistol.
“Is anybody here? I’m begging you, please open the door!” Accompanied by the sound of knocking at the door, came the voice of a woman pleading.
Chen Yao took a look at Yue, seeking his opinion.
At this time with the fighting force in the small group present, also with guns in hand, among the apartment building, there was no threat to them.
Seeing Yue nodded, Chen Yao went to the front door and looked through the peep hole.
Through the peep hole, Chen Yao clearly saw that outside the door stood a plump and demure dress young woman standing next to a 11 year old boy.
“A woman and a small child!” Before opening the door, Chen Yao reported to Yue. After being attacked by the mob of thugs, Chen Yao was now more careful.
Yue frowned, thinking for a moment, and slowly said: “Let them come in.”
Chen Yao opened the door.
“Hello, miss. My name is Zhao Li, would you give us something to eat? We have not eaten for two days!” Zhao Li grabbed Chen Yao’s hand and pleadingly said.
At this point, Wang Fang was eating a cookie, and walked over. She was curious to see Zhao Li and her son.