Chapter 11 - 10 What’s the Use of Money in This World?
Riding a shared bike, coasting along the road.
Passing by a storefront.
There were people on the second floor.
"Holy shit, guys, look, someone's riding a shared bike down the street without a care in the world," Zhou Hao whispered in a voice filled with shock.
He was a survivor, lucky enough to have not been infected and even luckier to have never encountered a zombie siege. He had hidden away in a safe place early on.
Together with him, there were four people in total.
The owner of the shop, his friend, owned a small supermarket. They had planned to play mahjong that day, had closed the shop to avoid police inspection and had played till the world went dark.
Who would have thought that by the next day, everything would have changed, and there was no turning back.
Since that time, they had survived by relying on the resources on the ground floor.
Life was still quite comfortable.
"You seriously have some kind of problem," a burly man said, clearly displeased, his demeanor a bit tense.