Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

Mo Yuming always felt that the system was not telling the truth, but that didn’t matter. He still really wanted to know the answers to the questions he had asked at the time.

So I asked the system again in my mind.

The system replied in his mind: "Dear host, I took a look at your question, but my new host has telekinesis and speed abilities, not many abilities, and she is a girl with long straight black hair."

It’s really strange. Someone like Baimao is neither a boss nor a host. What’s going on?

Mo Yuming remembered the symbol on the hand he had seen on the truck before, and drew the symbol in his mind and showed it to the system, then asked: "Have you ever seen this symbol before?"

The system was impressed by his ability to draw in his mind, and after carefully observing the symbol, a beeping sound was heard, as if it was scanning and searching.

Mo Yuming waited for a while.

Then the system said with great regret: "Is this a child's graffiti? I have never seen such a symbol."

It was so unexpected that even the bookstore system couldn't figure out this situation. Could this be like some novels, where there are other outsiders in this world?

Mo Yuming put this question aside for the moment and began to concentrate on following the navigation to the food processing factory.

When they arrived near the processing plant, Mo Yuming had already stopped the car.

Because the closer the building is to the processing plant, the more zombies there are. Even if it does not attract zombies, the sound of the car will gather the zombies and trap the car.

"Shit shoveler, have you forgotten me?" Xiao Yuan jumped from the roof of the car onto Mo Yuming's back. Her chubby body and the force of gravity almost made Mo Yuming fall forward.

"No, because Xiaoyuan, you usually sleep in the morning, and I thought you were still awake." Although Xiaoyuan had grown a lot of weight, she was still a kitten, and it would be hard to find her once she lay in the tall grass. At that time, Mo Yuming saw that there were only three zombies including Xiaotan, and thought that he was just going to transport the machine, and there was no need to disturb Xiaoyuan's rest, so he didn't let them look for Xiaoyuan.

"So what fun things are you guys doing now?" Xiaoyuan was a little embarrassed. After all, it was indeed sleeping soundly on a tree at that time. It only hurriedly chased after it heard the sound of a car passing by and smelled a familiar smell.

"We need to go into this food processing factory and transport out the sausage processing machines and related ingredients." Mo Yuming gave a brief explanation.

The four zombies had very sensitive senses, and they simultaneously noticed that there was a high-level zombie somewhere inside the food processing factory.

I guess the other party can also sense their breath.

Mo Yuming walked to the door of the processing plant. There was a big stone next to the door with the words: XX Food Processing Co., Ltd. written on it. There were some dusty and colorful debris on the ground, which seemed to be formed by exploded balloons and firecrackers.

Just as Ling Xuan said, an event was being held here at that time.

Mo Yuming used his skills to open the door. The sound of the door opening attracted the zombies inside the factory wall, and they all turned back in the direction of the sound.

But for these zombies, it was as if the wind had blown open the door. Without sensing the breath of living things, they wandered around in a daze again.

It didn't seem dangerous, so Mo Yuming walked in with four zombies.

Xiao Tan felt a little strange. He could clearly sense a trace of the same scent just now, but now this same scent seemed to spread throughout the entire processing plant. It became widespread and weak, and his specific location could not be determined.

The four zombies became alert and surrounded Mo Yuming to protect him.

Xiao Yuan was very agile. It walked in front to explore the way. They first went to the building closest to the door. The building had seven floors. The first floor was where express delivery was received and sent. The second floor had various promotional posters pasted on the wall, as well as some zombies in work clothes. It was probably a place for product promotion. The third floor was also an office. There were various headphones on the partitions. Zombies wearing headphones were moving slowly. It was probably the customer service department, responsible for some pre-sales and after-sales telephone consultations.

After walking through these few floors, Mo Yuming guessed that the production area was not in this building. This building looked more grand and beautiful than the other buildings.

As expected, we continued walking up until the seventh floor, which was full of clerical offices filled with computers and other office supplies that were meaningless to them at this stage.

They had to go down from the seventh floor and go to another building.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a odor that was even worse than that of zombies. As I went further in, I found that the ground was covered with slices of pork.

There are thick stainless steel doors, a thermostat, and even sticky thick water on the ground. It is estimated that this was a cold storage room before the end of the world.

Judging from the situation here, the pork was transported from the slaughterhouse and has not been processed. However, because it has been several months since the end of the world, it cannot be refrigerated, and now the meat has rotted and maggots have grown, emitting a strong stench.

After Mo Yuming's last experience with the truck, he actually found this scene and smell acceptable.

There was nothing on this floor except pork, so they went up to the second floor, which was still a storage area for some kind of meat. And so on, until they reached the fifth floor, they finally saw something different.

There were boxes all over the room. Mo Yuming took a pair of scissors and randomly cut open a box, and saw packets of potassium sorbate powder inside. Mo Yuming opened a few more boxes and found sodium nitrite, sodium D-isoascorbate and other additives.

It seems that these are the ingredients used to make sausages. The space here is quite large. Mo Yuming is considering transporting these boxes to the car first.

He bent down and picked up two boxes of ingredients. They felt a little heavy. With his previous physical condition, he would have put them down right now, but now he felt he could still accept it.

When the three zombies saw him moving these things, they immediately followed suit.

"Mo Yuming, can we only move two boxes?" Xiao Tan asked in confusion.

"No, just move as much as you can." Mo Yuming was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Little Greedy stacked up several boxes layer by layer and then lifted them up. Little Greedy was holding 10 total boxes of ingredients. If it hadn't added one more box, the ceiling would have been reached. It was estimated that it could have carried even more boxes.

Short-haired girl also took 10 boxes, and Ah Chang took 7 boxes.

They went downstairs smoothly and came to the car.

Mo Yuming was in a dilemma: if he used this car to transport things, let alone the sausage processing machine, even a few more boxes of ingredients might not be enough.

However, for a food processing plant of this size, the amount of goods transported is generally large, so there should be trucks inside.

Mo Yuming and his team temporarily put the ingredients into the car. When they entered the food processing factory, Mo Yuming first visited the area on the first floor. Sure enough, he found a product container area on the first floor of a building, where three large trucks were parked.