Chapter 58: Zombies x Slap in the Face x Anatomy (2)

Chapter 58: Zombies x Slap in the Face x Anatomy (2)

Fifteen days were far from enough. Compared to the scumbag Jin Mingmao banging on the door and shouting, Keding was more concerned about how he could survive in this zombie world.

Checking his bank balance, he found only two thousand left.

Keding took a deep breath and began to activate all his credit cards and various small loans.

It had been said not to gamble or touch online loans, but the situation was different now!! The end of the world was truly here!! Who would care if you paid back the money!!

In no time, he had borrowed two or three hundred thousand from four or five platforms, but it still felt insufficient.

Just two or three hundred thousand, buying weapons and medicine would be a bit troublesome.

Compared to zombies, he feared fighting with his own kind even more.

In this world where mercenaries existed, in the middle and later stages, there were people everywhere holding guns, forcing fleeing refugees to hand over their supplies, then kicking them into danger zones to die.

Zombies only had two rows of teeth; forget wearing military-grade riot gear, even a thick down jacket might protect your arms.

Several credit loan apps were quickly downloading on his phone, while Jin Mingmao continued to bang on the door outside.

"Are you done yet? If you keep this up, I'll call a locksmith!"

He Shuangqiu took a deep breath, picked up a baseball bat, and opened the door.

Before Jin Mingmao could speak, He Shuangqiu raised the bat, transforming from his usual obedient self into a commanding presence.

"You, right now, pack your things and leave."

"We're breaking up, got it?"

Seeing the baseball bat, Jin Mingmao's tone immediately softened. "Baby, can we stop this nonsense? I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately, but let's not say such extreme things. Didn't we plan to go to Disneyland next week?"

Jin Mingmao always used a mix of harsh words and sweet talk. Knowing that He Shuangqiu was thin-skinned and soft-hearted, he often flattered him, making He Shuangqiu unknowingly take on most of the workload while he curried favor with the boss.

He Shuangqiu wanted to break up, which Jin Mingmao secretly desired, as he had long planned to court the precious daughter of the vice president next door.

But since he hadn't found a new target yet, Jin Mingmao wasn't willing to be kicked out by this poor guy.

I should be the one to kick you out, not the other way around!

Once I calm him down, I'll find a way to make him regret it!

Before Jin Mingmao could open his mouth again, He Shuangqiu put down the bat.

Jin Mingmao showed an approving look. "Good, we shouldn't go to extremes."

He Shuangqiu turned and drew a 1.4-meter-long katana.

Jin Mingmao: "...I really don't understand what you're doing, I'll go pack my things."

While Jin Mingmao was packing, He Shuangqiu quickly registered for most of the online loan accounts, bringing his balance to five hundred thousand.

The system gave an approving nod. "That's enough to buy quite a few self-aiming drones."

The young man was surprised. "There's such a good thing?"

"Of course," the system replied. "You can even assemble a fleet of drones to help transport supplies, after all, it's 2047 now."

"Also, the cheapest second-hand helicopter on the market costs only two hundred and fifty thousand. Want one?"

"Yes!" The young man said firmly. "Definitely!"

After finishing packing his suitcase, Jin Mingmao looked at his ex with a complicated expression, who was holding a long sword in one hand and playing with his phone in the other.

"Do you really want to hurt someone who loves you?" he asked.

"All these years of our relationship, my care and attention, all turned into two slaps?"

He Shuangqiu finally glanced at him and smiled.

"Don't flatter yourself, get lost."

With the dream of a drone defense team and the grand plan to buy a helicopter online, the current loan platforms weren't enough.

Eight million. He needed eight million.

Without hesitation, He Shuangqiu mortgaged the small apartment his parents bought for him, securing four million.

He needed to stockpile fuel, generators, drones with different functions, aiming accessories, bullets, and a large amount of medicine that would be in high demand after the plague outbreak...

"Wait, didn't we say before that we could practice on zombies?"

"That's right," the system hesitated. "Do you want to set up a private operating table? We can tie the zombies down and study their anatomy?"

"Yes!!"

"Then... do you want to prepare some ball gags for the zombies?" the system asked shyly.

Keding: "I absolutely don't understand what you're talking about."

He had already navigated to the medical equipment page on his phone but stopped the search.

"My thinking is too narrow."

"Huh?"

"Your thinking is too narrow!!" Keding said, "True stockpiling isn't about bringing things home; it's about claiming functional areas as your own territory!!"

"I should have directly seized a block and declared myself king of the mountain, turning isolation panels and containers into the new city walls!"

The system stood there, stunned, and said, "You... don't plan to bring things home anymore?"

"First step, prepare a warehouse."

"Second step, scout the area and find a good location," Keding said, "Sis, help me find a place where a supermarket, gas station, and hospital form a triangle with a distance of no more than one kilometer, preferably no more than five hundred meters!"

The system stuttered, "We're... we're going from being ordinary citizens hoarding supplies to becoming bandits occupying a mountain?"

"Yes!" Keding's voice was full of determination, "We'll do it with style, with skill, and even achieve new heights in scientific research!"

While the system frantically searched for suitable locations on the map, Keding used He Shuangqiu's voice to call his parents.

The call was quickly answered.

"Shuangqiu, how are you doing?" His mother's voice was a bit anxious, "Have you seen the news abroad? I'm so afraid it will affect us here. Your father says it really might..."

"Mom, it's not just possible, it's certain," He Shuangqiu said calmly, "Have you and Dad discussed moving to a less crowded countryside to avoid the worst?"

"Yes, yes," He's mother said worriedly, "I also wanted to persuade you to come over, but then I thought, might big cities be safer? I was hesitant and didn't call you."

He Shuangqiu fell silent for a moment, asked the system to save the conversation, and said, "Mom, I want to ask you and Dad to take out a loan immediately, as much as you can get."

"We won't borrow from relatives or friends, just from banks, credit cards, and online loans. Get whatever amount you can."

"If you trust me, listen to me. In a few weeks, everything will be like what you see in the news."

His mother was momentarily stunned and immediately called He's father, putting him on speakerphone to listen slowly.

He Shuangqiu briefly described the dire situation that would occur in a few weeks and quickly asked them to prepare the necessary survival supplies.

Medicines, food, drinking water, purifiers, diesel generators, and fuel tanks were, of course, the top priorities.

"More importantly, Mom and Dad, you need to turn the countryside house into a fortress, seal the front door completely, and leave no way for anyone to climb into the backyard."

He was very clear in his thoughts, speaking while noting down key points and explaining that he would send a detailed illustrated guide urgently.

Thinking of the tragic end of his previous life, He Shuangqiu's eyes welled up, and he said, "There's one more thing I must say."

"From the moment the apocalypse begins, don't believe anyone's words."

"If someone comes to you for help, whether they are relatives or friends, don't let them in."

"Remember those bad people who kidnap children and women? They dress themselves up to look poor and pitiful to gain sympathy and lure people in."

"If you feel compassionate, think of your son. If something happens to you, I will be devastated."

His mother listened, her heart aching, while his father lit a cigarette and smoked silently before speaking into the phone, "It won't be that bad, right?"

"I've seen the news online, they say it's under control, or that we have protective measures, so nothing will happen?"

"Better to be in debt than to lose our lives!" His mother stood up and said, "I trust my son. He has studied for so many years and should know better than we do!"

"Even if the neighbors laugh at us, or if it turns out to be a false alarm, we can always sell the extra supplies at a discount afterward!"

His father was surprised by her decisiveness and a bit worried, "Will it really come to this? Even installing steel spikes on our walls?"

His mother sighed, "Have you seen those bloody videos? We're still young; don't risk our lives—I want to live to ninety with you!"

After briefing his parents, Keding quickly turned on his computer to write a detailed illustrated guide, clearly noting all reference images and material descriptions, and sent it to his parents via express mail.

Once this was done, Keding sat in his chair, lost in thought for three minutes.

The system kindly reminded him, "Babe, you haven't finished borrowing the loans yet. We've exhausted the legitimate platforms, but there are still high-interest loans?"

Keding thought for a long time and said, "I think I need to mobilize the power of the masses."

The system: "Ah?"

Keding: "I can get a large number of weapons, rent a fleet of driverless cars, and even a helicopter."

"But, I don't have a management system!! I don't have hierarchical authority or emergency response plans!!"

The system was a bit dazed and said, "I... I can find some references from the internet? We can copy them?"

Keding had been thinking about this during his moment of contemplation and immediately said, "No, I need to find professional teams."

The system: "I understand, you want to mobilize your company's employees?"

"No!" Keding opened his computer interface and quickly searched for alumni groups of nearby universities.

"What is the cheap, high-quality labor of the 21st century? College students!!!"

He could use a prize contest to get creative solutions and screen suitable team members.

S City was full of universities, with administrative, biological, and chemical expertise readily available. He wasn't worried about finding people to solve his problems!!

Moreover! H Country's innate racial talent is solving problems! No matter how tricky or strange the problem, there are always people eager to tackle it!!

"Hold on, babe," the system said, "It's time to wake up."

"Ugh, I was just laying out my blueprint!!"

Waking up from his nap, Keding was still somewhat engrossed, though his feet moved automatically, his mind was filled with thoughts of the zombie world war.

He accidentally bumped his nose into Lao Zhang, who exclaimed, "What are you daydreaming about? What are you thinking?"

"Brother Zhang," Keding said, "If a zombie outbreak happens, would you prefer a machine gun or a bazooka?"

"It's a wonder you're in medical school," Ergou laughed, "Think about it, what happens to a body left in the open for more than three days?"

"Let alone you messing with it, it will start to decompose and bloat like a balloon, and could explode from the slightest impact."

"Then don't go close; just throw a grenade from a distance," Lao Zhang chimed in. "Be careful not to get splattered all over."

Keding was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Why didn't I think of that?"

"Foolish child, it's just not convenient to show that in TV shows and movies!"