The tricycle left, and the red Hyundai also stepped on the gas, accelerating away.
This survival squad, initially comprising three people, was now down to just two.
And judging by their direction of escape, they're rushing towards the Ficus Garden too.
"Is this a coincidence?" Zhang Cheng wondered to himself.
Uh...uh...uh...
A zombie nearby was looking at Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng directly pulled out a dagger and pierced its head.
"I'll check it out when it gets dark." He decided to approach Ficus Garden after dark.
And before nightfall, Zhang Cheng returned to the market.
He prepared to search for bird's nest, shark fins, ginseng, deer antlers, and other health supplements.
These days, he's been frequently intimate with Tang Ying.
Although he didn't feel tired, old sayings often warn you that 'a drop of semen is made from ten drops of blood.'
It was better to eat some supplements to avoid harming the body.
Roaming about the market, he finally found a wholesale shop specializing in bird's nest, ginseng, deer antlers, etc.
Bird's nest was priced at 100 per gram, which would cost 50,000 per kilogram!
Zhang Cheng's eyes widened.
He had never eaten bird's nest before.
He had seen it in TV dramas and novels before where it's used by the affluent as a show of wealth.
How much would a bowl cost at 100 a gram!
Of course, not all bird's nests were priced at 100 a gram. There were ones priced at 15 a gram, 50 a gram and even more expensive ones.
Zhang Cheng naturally picked the expensive ones, after all, in this end-world, regardless of the cost of the bird's nest, he didn't have to pay anything.
He bagged all the costly bird's nest and then filled another bag with deer antlers, ginseng, and shark fins.
Zhang Cheng looked at a big jar with a bone soaked inside, labeled as tiger bone wine.
In the spirit of trying new things, Zhang Cheng opened the jar and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Cough, cough~~~"
Zhang Cheng coughed lightly.
He didn't know the taste of tiger bone, but the strong flavor of traditional Chinese medicine was undoubtedly intense in the wine.
Later, Zhang Cheng searched the shop and found there was only one jar remaining, so he set aside that jar.
He decided on his next visit by car, he would take it along with the bird's nest, shark fins, deer antlers, and ginseng.
In the dead of night.
The activities of the zombies began to pick up.
At this point, Zhang Cheng had already begun categorizing all the items in the market.
Which area had the dried goods, which had the foodstuffs...
Which shop sold what items, and what was stored in which warehouse.
He memorized all these in his mind.
Now, there's no need to blindly search next time he needs something.
Moreover, they made an unexpected discovery in the foodstuffs area of the market.
There was another wholesale store, larger than the previous one.
Inside the store's warehouse, there were stocks of milk, beer, rice, biscuits, instant noodles, beverages, chocolates...
These were vital survival resources in this end-world era!
Zhang Cheng believed that when the easily searchable supplies on the streets were exhausted, survivors might risk entering the market.
Of course, the probability was not high.
Because the pathways were too narrow inside the market, if one was besieged by zombies, it would basically mean annihilation.
However, Zhang Cheng realized that he needed to patrol the warehouse every night to avoid any 'thefts'.