The scene shifted to Su Ling's perspective.
After leaving the rooftop, Su Ling descended the building with her backpack.
Confirming that Xu Lin and the other two weren't following, Su Ling went to the floor where she had killed the one-armed zombie.
Moving forward, Su Ling headed straight for the restroom.
She locked the door, ensuring there were no abnormalities, and then entered her space.
Upon entering the space, Su Ling immediately let go of her burdens. Too tired to even change, she dove into the swimming pool she had designated for herself, washing away all fatigue and exhaustion. After showering and changing into clean clothes, Su Ling went to the courtyard. She casually picked some fruit and sat on a chair beneath the trees.
With her leg propped on the wooden table, she looked up at the vibrant life in the courtyard, feeling a deep sense of contentment and security.
Because time flowed differently in her space compared to the outside world, Su Ling spent a considerable amount of time within it.
She sorted the crystal cores by color and then practiced her Phoenix Fire.
After circulating the Phoenix Fire according to the inherited cultivation method for one full cycle, Su Ling stopped practicing. She picked a peach, took a bite, and then exited her space. Realizing her bag was low on supplies, she decided to visit the department store to gather some items as a pretense.
Su Ling moved with remarkable speed. Descending from the fourteenth floor, it took her less than two minutes.
How did she get down? She simply grabbed the stair railing and leaped down, moving from one floor to the next with each jump.
Opening the door to the supermarket, Su Ling didn't step inside immediately. She first confirmed it was safe before entering.
She grabbed an extra-large storage bag and began collecting items as she walked, prioritizing food that was easy to store and wouldn't spoil quickly.
From the first floor to the second, Su Ling wasn't greedy. She only took what she needed, leaving other items untouched.
Su Ling stopped at the kitchenware section, contemplating whether to take a pot for cooking noodles, as Xu Lin's pot had been damaged by a zombie.
Moreover, with four of them now, a large pot would be necessary to cook enough noodles.
As she was thinking, she heard movement approaching from a distance. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xu Daqiang leading five people, armed with weapons, heading towards the third floor of the supermarket.
Su Ling remembered that direction was where Xu Lin's friends and other survivors were located.
Judging by their approach, had Xu Daqiang and his group discovered Li Yunlong and the others?
Perhaps they had discovered the presence of the two beautiful women, Zhang Miaomiao and Jiang Zhimin.
Having lived through the apocalypse, Su Ling knew that all sorts of despicable acts could occur in such a world. Without even needing to follow, she knew what Xu Daqiang and his group were going to do on the third floor.
She glanced at the dazzling array of kitchenware on the shelves, then at the large storage bag in her hand and the bulging backpack on her back. Finally, she chose a sturdy pot with a large capacity and placed it into the storage bag.
As soon as the pot was in the storage bag, it was filled to the brim, leaving no room for anything else.
"Ah—"
"Bang—"
Just as Su Ling was about to pick up the storage bag and leave, screams and gunshots erupted consecutively.
Soon, clamor echoed from the third floor.
With such a commotion, the three people on the rooftop would surely hear it.
Su Ling didn't rush out immediately. Instead, she waited at the passage leading to the third floor, holding the storage bag that reached her waist. About five to six minutes later, she heard hurried footsteps running in her direction.
Soon, the source of the footsteps appeared.
It was Xu Lin, the胖子 (Fatty), and the 瘦子 (Skinny), the three of them.
As they ran towards her, they were surprised to see Su Ling standing in their path.
Her neat and sharp short hair, black stand-collar long-sleeved shirt, cargo pants, and boots exuded a cold, valiant, cool, and defiant aura.
Looking at the three of them, Su Ling's thin lips parted slightly and she said, "They have guns."