I envy you for your fortune

Quentin and his brothers took a deep look at the two zombies. Then, Quentin pulled out a bag from his pack.

"Here are 50 corpse cores. Count them and exchange them all for food!"

"Fifty?" Elijah was a bit surprised. That would require killing at least 200 zombies to collect, and with the 20 or so they'd previously given, Quentin's group must have killed at least 300 zombies. Much more industrious than him!

But then he thought about it. He only cleared the zombies blocking the way, while Quentin's group cleared out an entire neighborhood of zombies. That amount was about right, maybe even more. Elijah felt relieved.

"These corpse cores can be exchanged for 250 days' worth of food. It's a lot of stuff, so we'll need some time to bring it out. Where's your vehicle parked, Quentin?"

"We parked on the east side of the mall."

"Okay, we'll move the supplies to the east entrance. You can collect them there."

"Thank you so much!"