Chapter 3: Going Out

Ye Fan rushed to the window, glancing downward to find a conspicuous motorcycle parked below.

The body of the motorcycle sported a vibrant grass-green color, accompanied by a sidecar at the driver's position, making it noticeably larger than the typical bikes he had encountered. The square craftsmanship indicated high quality at first glance.

In the past, Ye Fan might have admired such a motorcycle on the street, but the current circumstances had shifted his focus away from leisurely observations. In a world infested with zombies, motorcycles were far from a secure mode of transportation.

"My legs and feet can't handle a motorcycle at the moment."

"Sir, there is a small medical kit in your military satchel, which is suitable for use now."

Hurriedly opening the satchel, Ye Fan found a compact box with a white exterior adorned with green stripes. With a gentle press, it revealed bandages, hemostatic medicine, anti-swelling and blood-stasis medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, syringes, and a bottle resembling red gel.

"Commander's medical kit (squad leader level): It includes some common medicines that can treat simple injuries, and also includes a bottle of anti-viral serum that can save humans before they enter 50% of zombie transformation.

NOTE: (Drugs are refreshed every 24 hours, and one bottle of antiviral serum is refreshed every 48 hours. The quantities cannot be superimposed)."

The presence of the antiviral serum brought a sense of relief to Ye Fan. Understanding the dangers of zombie infections, he recognized the crucial role the serum played in preventing the transformation.

"This serum can drive away zombie viruses. There is almost nothing better than this in the end of the world."

As for the ordinary medicines, Nana revealed that, as the supreme commander, using them increased the recovery effect by 200%. Ye Fan wasted no time and applied the medicine to his injured ankle, followed by a bandage.

A cool sensation emanated from his ankle, alleviating the pain considerably. Overjoyed, he marveled at the efficiency of the medical kit.

"Is this black technology that belongs to Red Alert?"

"This is the special authority of the commander."

Grateful for the healing properties, Ye Fan changed into his camouflage uniform. The well-fitted attire, combined with the thick armed belt, epaulettes, and military shoes, evoked a sense of pride within him.

"Although he is not a real sergeant squad leader, he looks very comfortable. The only drawback is that he is just a commander and has no subordinates."

The desire to collect gold and silver for mobilization troops surged within him, but caution prevailed. Aware of the zombie threats outside, he understood the need for preparation.

Touching the revolver on his waist, Ye Fan pondered, "I must prepare some more weapons."

Heading to the kitchen, he scoured the house for weapons. While finding a machete and a dagger, he stumbled upon a steel pipe from past renovations. After considerable effort, he crafted a makeshift spear by attaching the dagger to the pipe.

"This dagger is a Mongolian knife. The workmanship is pretty good, but I don't know if it can pierce the skull of a zombie?"

With his ankle still on the mend, Ye Fan refrained from immediate action, opting to rest and gather supplies. He collected food, boiled water, and prepared a meal, savoring the newfound satisfaction in the face of an altered world.

"Maybe it's the end of the world, and people are becoming more easily satisfied."

After eating, he set an alarm for ten in the morning, aligning it with the bullet refresh time provided by the Red Alert system. Reflecting on his family, he resolved to find them once he gained the strength to leave.

As the alarm clock rang, signaling the arrival of a new day, Ye Fan woke up to a grim reality.

"Desolate, desolate, bloody, and dead. The gray world told him that everything he experienced yesterday was not a dream."

Just as the weight of the situation settled upon him, Nana greeted him, "Good morning, sir."

"Morning Nana."

"Sir's foot has basically recovered."

"Hey, it's true!"

Encouraged by the progress, Ye Fan received a prompt from Nana to collect gold and silver promptly, emphasizing the need to unlock buildings, defenses, technology arms, and upgrade military rank.

"OK."

Taking a deep breath, Ye Fan acknowledged the impending challenge. As a commander, he understood that facing zombies was an inevitable step in this apocalyptic world.

"Gold and silver can be found in banks, shopping malls, and residents' homes. I must be cautious and brave."

Nana introduced the value system for silver, gold, and diamonds, providing insights into their conversion rates. Armed with this knowledge, Ye Fan formulated a plan to search for precious metals.

"If you don't even have the courage to face zombies, you are not qualified to live."

Despite the insecurity posed by closed security doors, Ye Fan steeled himself for the task at hand. He first assessed the corridor, ensuring no immediate threats, and then quietly pushed the door open a crack.