Suddenly feeling as if he were possessed by Yue Fei, Guo Xiaobei wielded his stick and charged towards the three nearest zombies. In that instant, the silent street echoed only with the sound of the stick striking flesh, accompanied by the zombies' guttural roars. Fortunately, these zombies were low-level and their roars were meaningless; at least, according to the map, the nearby blue dots weren't approaching any faster because of the noise.

After a chaotic flurry of strikes, the three zombies finally fell. If not for their slow movements, Guo Xiaobei wouldn't have been able to handle them with his current strength. Thankfully, he had temporarily dealt with these zombies.

Leaning against a car, Guo Xiaobei panted heavily, drinking the last of his cola before putting the empty bottle back into his pack. At least now he was a zombie too, so he wouldn't turn into one again because of the virus. As long as he could find a water source, he could reuse the bottle.

After catching his breath, Guo Xiaobei's gaze fell on the car he was leaning against. If he had a car for transportation… not only would it speed up his travel significantly, but it would also greatly enhance his safety.

But he didn't have the car keys…

He circled the car three times without coming up with a good idea. The car seemed intact, suggesting that the owner wasn't attacked midway but had parked it by the roadside and never got the chance to return. However, the doors and windows were all intact—how could he open it?

Before Guo Xiaobei could think further, a second wave of zombies was already approaching from a distance. He was so hungry his stomach was gnawing at his backbone; if he didn't find food soon, he might end up biting into a zombie.

Having taken down several scattered zombies, Guo Xiaobei felt something was wrong. He wasn't a hero, nor was he leveling up as a newbie—why was he here killing zombies? If this went on, not only would he fail to kill zombies, but he might not even survive.

From afar, Guo Xiaobei saw more zombies approaching. The seemingly endless zombies aimlessly filled the streets. This wasn't going to work. His mind turned once again to the car beside him.

If worst comes to worst… I'll smash it!

Guo Xiaobei reluctantly touched the almost brand-new urban SUV, feeling that it was really a shame to smash it like this. If only he could keep it without destroying the doors and windows...

To Guo Xiaobei's surprise, the car in front of him had disappeared. He turned around in shock, finding nothing but the few zombies lying on the ground nearby, their heads blown off by him.

Where's the car...?

Instinctively, Guo Xiaobei opened the system and was astounded to find that the original deep blue SUV was perfectly fine in his inventory, occupying one of the slots.

This... is too unbelievable, it’s unscientific!

Guo Xiaobei trembled as he took the car out again, and it appeared in front of him intact, the same size as before, with no differences. If there was any change, it was that when Guo Xiaobei reached for the door handle, the car door opened with a snap.

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Guo Xiaobei pressed his temples, trying to cope with this immense shock, swallowing hard as he got inside.

The car was different from before. Guo Xiaobei was astonished to realize that his worldview had been overturned. The sound of the door opening echoed in his mind. Guo Xiaobei pressed his temples again, buffering this huge impact, swallowing hard as he stepped inside.

The car was different from before. Guo Xiaobei was astonished to discover that his worldview had been overturned. There was no keyhole, nor was there a start button like those found in automatic cars. He gently pressed the accelerator, and the car slowly began to move.

Wow, this works too. What a crazy world this is.

Guo Xiaobei was shouting in his heart—had he really crossed over into a game?

With such an incredible system function, he should be able to drive any car without issue from now on, right? Suppressing his joy, Guo Xiaobei stepped on the gas.

A few zombies appeared ahead. Guo Xiaobei pressed the accelerator harder and charged forward, the feeling of the wheels crushing the half-rotten limbs was nauseating and chilling. He endured the spasms in his stomach and continued moving forward. However, a faint red border began to appear in the area where the dashboard used to be. After he crashed into a dozen or so zombies, the once solid red line started to show gaps, resembling a durability bar.

Durability bar?

Guo Xiaobei unconsciously slammed on the brakes. The sudden stop caused his body to lurch forward due to inertia. But he didn’t have time to think about that now; if this really was a durability bar, then his car probably wouldn’t last much longer.

Guo Xiaobei roughly calculated that after hitting a dozen zombies, and given the current rate of decline, he had already lost at least five percent of durability. At this rate, he could only hit another one or two hundred zombies before it was completely scrapped. But he wasn’t sure if it was really like that. Looking at the increasing number of zombies ahead, Guo Xiaobei pressed the accelerator again.

He charged ahead and finally got onto the highway. It was indeed much better than in the city, with zombies wandering about here and there. Guo Xiaobei wiped the sweat from his face; if he hadn’t been poor and living in the outskirts, this journey would have been much more difficult. At this moment, he was extremely grateful to be a poor man.

Earlier, in search of food, he had rushed to a few nearby small supermarkets, but without exception, all the food was completely gone. Besides a stockpile of drinking water and daily necessities, there was no solution to his hunger issue. The car’s durability bar had also decreased by about twenty percent due to the dense presence of zombies near the supermarkets. Guo Xiaobei’s calculations were correct; it really was a durability bar, and he could see the red border decreasing at a visible speed every time he crashed into a few zombies.

Having finally made it to the highway, with no zombies nearby, Guo Xiaobei decided to take a break. After a long period of intense focus, his shoulders were incredibly sore.

He really had been too much of a homebody!

He opened the system and found that he had completed all the tasks he had taken on. His inventory was already filled with over twenty slots. Besides his two bottles of water and a cardboard box, the rest were various colored small gift packs, along with a few slots containing those brain cores.

Not in the mood to look at anything else, Guo Xiaobei opened the small gift packs given as rewards for the system tasks, revealing... soft bread, and quite a decent size at that.

Not wanting to think too much, Guo Xiaobei quickly grabbed a piece of bread and took several bites. He then opened a bottle of water and tilted his head back, gulping down a large mouthful.

Chewing on the food, he felt much better inside. Although he was a zombie, he couldn’t eat people like ordinary zombies did.

He wasn’t like those mindless zombies, driven solely by a single instinct to consume flesh.

He was a completely normal person with his own consciousness, only with this strange system inside him. Both his appearance and his inner self were the same as any human. Even when he was extremely hungry, he still couldn’t bring himself to eat people.