Daisy turned the direction and entered the side road. Not long after, they saw a sign for a parking lot, with arrows indicating the direction.


    At this oment, two zombies appeared in front of them. Daisy didn''t pay them any attention and rammed into them head-on.


    "Bang! Bang!" Two sounds. The zombies were crushed under the car.


    Then Daisy sharply turned the steering wheel and drove into the entrance of the parking lot.


    "Not bad, getting more skilled!" Elijah praised her for this maneuver.


    "Hehe, I''m a genius!"


    "Bang!" The parking barrier was also rammed through by her.


    Because it was amercial area, there were arge number of zombies gathered at the intersection ahead.


    The loud noise here startled them, and they began to swarm towards this side, growling and agitated.


    "Oh no, this is trouble!"


    Daisy frowned as soon as she saw the densely packed zombies.


    At first nce, there were at least hundreds of them.


    "Indeed, this time there are quite a few..." Elijah also frowned slightly.


    Although he was powerful, his stamina was limited, especially while driving Abigail with her defensive capabilities, which consumed a lot of energy.


    Once surrounded, and if there were mutant zombies hidden among them, it would be dangerous.


    "Let''s head inside. Fiona said that''s the unloading area!" Elijah suggested.


    Inside the parking lot, if they turned left, they could reach the entrance of the mall.


    Normally, it would be better to be closer to the entrance of the mall for shopping.


    But now, with more and more zombies gathering near the main entrance due to its proximity to the intersection, they couldn''t risk going there.


    If they went straight from the entrance of the parking lot, there would be an alley leading to the back of the mall, where the unloading area was located.


    It was adjacent to the warehouse and provided ess to the inside of the mall.


    "Sounds good!" Daisy stepped on the gas, driving straight ahead. Soon, they reached the unloading area and arrived at the warehouse entrance.


    Elijah, Daisy, and Abigail got out of the car, leaving the mutant female zombie inside.


    Since it was a zombie, other zombies wouldn''t attack it.


    They could leave it to watch the car and keep an eye on the surroundings.


    "Oh! There''s an electronic lock! What do we do? Elijah, can you open it?" Daisy eximed.


    At this moment, zombies were rushing towards them from afar, and the sound of their running was already audible.


    There were definitely a lot of them, with even the fastest dozen or so zombies having already run into the alley.


    "I''ll take a look!" Elijah remained calm.


    Indeed, there was an electronic lock on the warehouse door that required the correct password to enter.


    Elijah sighed in relief; at least it wasn''t a fingerprint lock, or they would have had to break in!


    He remained calm and picked up some dirt from the ground, sprinkling it over the keypad.


    Then, with a gentle blow, he immediately identified the four digits that were frequently pressed.


    Next, he began to try differentbinations, but there were still too many possiblebinations for four digits, and entering the wrong password too many times would lock them out.


    So, he didn''t act immediately but continued to observe.


    Soon, he noticed that one of the four digits stood out much more prominently than the other three.


    This was because when people started entering the password, they often applied more force, making the marks deeper.


    As they gained experience, the force used on the subsequent digits would be rtively lighter, resulting in shallower marks.


    Now, he only needed to arrange thest three digits!


    Without hesitation, Elijah began to enter the password!


    The first attempt was unsessful.


    At this moment, the nearest zombies were less than ten meters away from them. Daisy was already preparing for battle. Again!


    Elijah tried for the second time, but it was still wrong! With the zombies getting closer, Elijah calmed himself and made a third attempt.


    With a "ding!" sound, the electronic lock lit up green! The lock was sessfully opened!


    "Daisy, let''s go!" Elijah turned the doorknob and opened the door.


    Daisy and Abigail entered in single file, with Elijah following closely behind, immediately locking the door behind them.


    "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The zombies followed closely behind, continuously banging on the door and roaring.


    However, they were all separated from them by the iron door.


    "Phew... Finally made it in!" Daisy breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Who are you people?" Suddenly, a shlight shone towards them.


    There was no lighting in the warehouse except for a little lighting in through the small windows on the walls, making it quite dim inside. But it didn''t affect visibility.


    Elijah and Daisy felt a bit ufortable under the shlight.


    When they adapted to the sudden light, they saw four people staring at them.


    There were two men and two women, each holding weapons.


    "Who are you people?"


    "How did you know the password?"


    The one speaking was a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, slightly overweight, and oily-faced.


    He seemed like an experienced middle management type.


    "We are survivors here to find some supplies," Elijah replied indifferently.


    He didn''t pay attention to the other''s attitude but carefully observed the four of them.


    Beside the middle-aged man was a tall, muscr man holding a steel wire, stained with dark red blood, clearly not someone to mess with.


    Behind him, a woman was cowering, also holding a weapon but clearlycking courage, not much of a threat.


    It was the other woman beside the middle-aged man who caught Elijah''s attention the most. She was quite distinctive.


    She was not very tall, with a childish face, making her look very young, but... her chest size was... even more exaggerated than Daisy''s.


    At least a D cup, if not an E cup!


    However, her figure didn''t appear chubby; she was slim where she should be and had well-proportioned legs, though not as slender as Daisy''s.


    In addition, she was holding a long-handled fire axe, which, like the steel wire, was covered in dark red blood.


    A blend of elements made her give off a discordant yet strangely harmonious feeling.


    Unlike the muscr man, she kept her distance from the middle-aged man, obviously not wanting much contact with him. Interesting...


    Elijah wasn''t sure about the situation with the four people, whether they had any abilities. Without acting rashly, he decided to probe first.


    "Survivors?" The middle-aged man frowned.


    The zombie virus had been raging for eleven days, and they were no longer in the panicked state they were at the beginning, having figured out some things.


    For example, having more people around was not necessarily a good thing.


    Just like in the beginning, there were not just the four of them surviving, but also several others.


    All of them were supermarket employees who had fortunately survived and avoided attacks from their colleagues.


    Gradually, the few of them gathered together, clearing out a safe area under his leadership.


    There was plenty of supplies here, and they were not worried about food and water.


    They thought they could settle down and wait for rescue.


    But they didn''t expect that one of the survivors would suddenly turn into a zombie and bite several others.


    Fortunately, he was sleeping in his office at the time and narrowly escaped.


    As a result, only the four of them remained.


    They learned from this lesson and started sleeping separately, and they had been peaceful since then.


    However, they didn''t expect the warehouse door to suddenly open today.


    Seeing the surging horde outside, the middle-aged man was almost scared witless. Fortunately, they managed to close the door in time after entering.


    Just from the howling outside the door, they estimated that there were probably hundreds of zombies outside.


    If they had identally let them in, they would have been done for.


    So, under the influence of these two factors, the middle-aged man instinctively resisted them.


    "I am the manager here, and I make the decisions here. You three...," the middle-aged man intended to refuse them, but when he nced at the three, especially Daisy and Abigail, he suddenly paused.


    "Huh, these two women are too beautiful, aren''t they?"