1.3

Zhu Feng smiled at Cheng Zhuang's remark, feeling very comfortable, if this goes on, it might not take long to return to the real world and get his compensation then he could pay his debts.

"Yes, we will get along, I'll make sure of that," Zhu Feng must make their connection as solid and as intimate as he could, if he couldn't, his salary might get deducted.

"Let me formally introduce myself, I'm Zhu Feng, you are Cheng Zhuang right?" Zhu Fang reached out his hand, he actually isn't sure if that's his name, with only his face as a reference and the information where he may possibly find the man, the thing about his name may have a possibility of misconception.

"That is my name," Cheng Zhuang looked at the white and calloused hand from working and stretched out his own hand that were tad bit darker.

"Well, this is officially the start of our camaraderie," Zhu Feng showed a wide grin as he marked done one of the objectives he is planning to do one by one for a successful return to the planet he belongs to.

"For starters, we have to first gather white jems like this that could be find in a zombie head, no matter if they're an animal or a human turned zombie, plants also have this at their main part, it is pretty obvious where it is since it would look like their front,"

Zhu Feng explained what they'll be doing from today onwards, noting the Cheng Zhuang's opinion and making adjustments with their future activities accordingly.

Having decided to grow stronger and make the clothing store their base of two people, Zhu Feng and Cheng Zhuang didn't waste any time hunting zombies after finally getting to rest for some time.

"And.. 25th," Zhu Feng lightly panted and leaned on a wall, on his hand was a long baton that has a sharp end, in his front was a still energetic guy who had already killed their 33th zombie.

Once again cursing how delicate he is, Zhu Feng stood up and fought with the mindless, rotten and ugly zombies that aren't too much or too little in the place they decided to hunt.

In all honesty, Zhu Feng's ability is useless in the current level against the zombies so he could only fight with his physical strength, if he could, he wouldn't have been having difficulty right now.

Zhu Feng gave a bottle of an energy drink produced by his ability to his companion and drank his, his ability is actually quite limited.

He could only make the basic liquid before that doesn't have a very difficult composition to make, like water, until he realized that his ability isn't a simple make-a-water ability that could be changed in temperature, hot or cold.

Everything was purely an accident, there was a time where he used a detergent for his clothes that were soaked with blood from a zombie who nearly bit him and read out loud the things used to make a detergent from the back that when he used his ability, it became a detergent mixture.

Zhu Feng was then able to make a detergent even without saying the composition of what he wants to produce, just need to imagine and poof, it's there.

"....As simple as that," Zhu Feng explained to Cheng Zhuang who was looking curiously at his bottle of energy drink, most probably wondering how he found a still cold energy drink.

Anyways, he has nothing to hide, this place is just a place created by Cheng Zhuang, the ability he has were from the same man himself.

Cheng Zhuang nodded and took a sip and drank it almost in half, he has a bright look on his scary and robust face, he have never eaten proper food or drink after the zombies appeared, the nostalgic taste is making him slightly happy.

"Thank you," Cheng Zhuang softly spoke towards the man who once was a stranger and now became his companion, if before he hadn't thought much about the relationship, now he's feeling a bit less stiff towards the stranger, he was able to drink something he was never able to drink in the past few months and is somewhat uncommon now was given to him easily even if it's not the original but just a copy, it was still something he is grateful about.

"No need," Zhu Feng chuckled and waved his hand to say that there's no need to be so polite, he has no idea how many twists and turns Cheng Zhuang had thought of and only knew one thing, he will get money after completion.

It's not that he is addicted to money, but the situation he is currently in desperately need money as a solution, Zhu Feng counted the loot they got and went back with Cheng Zhuang sitting on the driver seat happily.

They took things from a grocery shop farther in distance than where he would usually get his supplies and got oatmeals, olives, coconut milk in cans, spam, tomato sauce and some meat jerkies then some more things that would take long to mention, Zhu Feng kinda regretted not having a space ability like one person he had met before, there were still lots in stock in the store but alas, they don't have enough hands, they even took a four door hatchback from somewhere, filled it up yet there were still some left.

"We'll be having a feast!" Zhu Feng has a habit of cooking, even back in the interstellar, unfortunately, because of his lack of star coins and practice, he could only get some cheap and on sale ingredients that could be made into barely anything, he was only able to fully enjoy cooking in the first and half months here in this world, he gets to touch and cook things in those days and were able to make sumptuous meals from video tutorials and learn things he never knew existed, the money were of course unrestrainedly used, who knows why the body he is using has lots of money in their hands in this place.