Feeding Frenzy

"Okay!" Dylan opened his eyes.

Damn!

This was too much!

It's too tempting.

Especially paired with Alberta's shy expression, it's just perfect!

Dylan, like a hungry tiger, was about to pounce, but Alberta stopped him.

"Dylan, not today! You need to rest more!"

"I'm fine, I can do it!"

"Listen to me, I'm really doing this for your own good! Tomorrow, I promise I'll wear it again, okay?"

Alberta coaxed Dylan.

"Alright, tomorrow then! But tomorrow you can't refuse again!"

"Okay!"

...

It was unusually quiet throughout the night, and everyone slept deeply.

It wasn't until noon that everyone started to wake up one by one and freshen up.

Dorothy, once again, prepared a hearty meal of four dishes and a soup, satisfying Dylan and the others.

Seeing that it was still early and the snow on the ground wasn't too thick, Dylan decided to go back down the mountain to harvest some crystals.

Thinking about the crystals, Dylan quickly took out the fifty or so crystals he obtained yesterday and gave them to Georgia.

"Now's the time, absorb all the energy from these crystals. Your energy levels are the lowest right now, so you should go first!"

"Okay!"

Under Alberta's guidance, Georgia quickly absorbed the energy from over fifty crystals.

Now, the energy on her arm had reached sixty years.

Georgia could keenly feel the changes the energy brought to her body. She felt refreshed, as if she had an endless source of strength, even her physical strength had increased many times over.

She couldn't help but sigh at how miraculous the world had become.

Thinking about Dylan's energy, which was over a thousand years, she finally understood why Dylan's constitution was so powerful.

It seemed that these crystals were indeed very important.

Yet Dylan didn't care about them and gave them all to her, fulfilling his promise to help her become stronger.

Dylan was a man of his word.

That's the deepest impression Dylan left on Georgia!

After gearing up, Dylan took out his gun and the box of bullets he preferred.

But he found they didn't match.

Seeing this, Georgia directly took out the bullets specifically for the revolver from her bag and gave them to Dylan.

"These are for you. If you like using this gun, then these bullets are all yours!"

"Okay!"

Dylan didn't hesitate to accept the bullets and loaded them into his revolver.

Then he took out another gun and some other bullets from his space and gave them to Georgia.

Georgia loaded the gun with bullets and gave it to Dorothy.

"Dorothy, here you go!""Alberta and Jodie, make sure you have your guns ready too!"

"We're all set!" the two replied together.

Hmm, Dylan looked at his team now and was quite satisfied.

Now everyone had a handgun.

Though they didn't have many bullets, it was enough for emergencies. Besides, they wouldn't waste bullets on ordinary zombies or survivors unless it was a sudden danger.

With everything prepared, Dylan fed Coal Ball two crystal cores and set out with his team.

The heavy off-road camper drove to the entrance of the villa area, and Dylan called the guard, Garrett, to join them this time for training.

The entire mountain road was covered with a layer of snow, which would cause ordinary cars to slip, but for Dylan's heavy off-road camper, it was as easy as pie.

After descending the mountain, they headed straight to the vicinity of the few areas they had cleaned last time and started clearing out several new areas nearby.

However, there were quite a few wandering zombies in the new areas' small gardens, likely chased out of the houses by survivors.

Jodie lured the outdoor zombies with her flute music, making it easy for them to handle in one go.

It saved time and effort.

As for the zombies trapped inside the houses, Dylan's team was short-handed and didn't have the energy to search room by room.

Those would be left for the survivors who came later.

The subsequent areas were quickly cleared by Dylan's team following the same pattern.

Of course, there were many pet zombies among them, but they no longer posed a threat to Dylan's team.

After cleaning up the surrounding areas, the next step would be the locations of several universities.

But there was no time for that today, so Dylan decided to start cleaning the university city tomorrow.

When the cold wave strikes, these universities haven't yet gone on break, so there would surely be many zombies in the school dormitory areas.

Of course, there would also be many survivors.

Dylan felt it was time to recruit some young members into his team.

Relying solely on his small group of people would wear them out every day.

As long as they had the ability, special abilities, and good character, Dylan would recruit them.

Moreover, there was one crucial point.

These university students hadn't truly entered society yet, hadn't experienced the harshness of the world, nor been tainted by the evils of society. They were more moldable and easier to control.

Youth was always a good thing.

If the entire team consisted of old folks, dealing with ailments day in and day out, what would they become?

Even with plenty of time energy, if they were sick, what would be the point?

After sweeping through all the shops in the residential areas, they didn't find anything useful.

Some small supermarkets had been looted long ago. It seemed that surviving people had begun large-scale operations.

Another point that caught Dylan's special attention was that he found some zombies killed by survivors in the shops, with the crystals removed from their foreheads.

This indicated that many people already knew the secret of the crystals.

Competition would become more intense in the future, and challenges would increase.

Fortunately, his strength had already surpassed everyone by a large margin.

In this post-apocalyptic world, the strong would only get stronger, and narrowing the gap after starting off behind would be extremely difficult.

Resources were limited, and they were gradually decreasing."One person gains a little, and another person will definitely lose a little."

It seemed that starting from tomorrow, Dylan needed to pick up the pace.

During this period, he had indeed been too lazy.

He drove towards the Purple Mountain villa area.

At this moment, although it wasn't yet dark, the sun was blocked by the mountains, making the mountain roads appear slightly darker.

Dylan turned on the car lights and drove slowly.

Suddenly, there was a long black object lying across the road ahead, partly buried in the snow, with both ends protruding onto the road, making it impossible to see what it was.

The already narrow road was completely blocked by this object.

Dylan hit the brakes, realizing that it would be easy to lose control if he drove directly over it on such a narrow road.

He asked the women to wait in the car while he got out alone to inspect the object.

If it turned out to be a fallen tree, he would call them to help.

Dylan approached the object, illuminated by the car lights, to see what it was.

Suddenly, he felt the object move.

Dylan immediately stopped in his tracks, but before he could react, the black object, at the end closer to the mountain, suddenly stood up.

A snake head the size of a washbasin appeared in front of him, its mouth spitting out a long tongue.