"You said that you walked for so long as you left, and everyone in your family starved to death, and you didn't come back quickly, where did you go to find food...... Let's run away again. The fat man muttered.

This is the second supermarket he has already found, both supermarkets are "bloodless", it seems that what Fang Wuhan said is true, the large and small supermarkets in this city have been "emptied" by him, and there are almost no useful resources to be found.

In fact, it was not Fang Wuhan who searched all the things himself, there were many reasons for this result, the destruction of zombies, the self-decay of food, fire, flooding and pollution, etc., these reasons alone consumed most of the food, and the only thing that was really left for them was the food that was vacuum-packed, sealed and well-packaged.

The fat man walked along a main road in the city, because in the past, this main road was very prosperous, and there were many supermarkets, and now, he didn't know whether he should go to the supermarket behind to take a look, maybe Fang Wuhan picked up the remaining "fish that slipped through the net", his task now is not to fill everyone's stomachs, but to fill the stomachs of himself and Su Ya.

He promised Su Ya that he would go back earlier, so he couldn't go far; To put it bluntly, a large part of the reason why he carries these weapons is to give himself courage, but in fact, he can't do anything when he really encounters those tricky zombies.

Thinking about it, the fat man touched the trident of the Protoss behind him to give himself courage, and now there is a big shopping mall in front of him, this shopping center is a supermarket under the Ginza Shopping Center, and its influence in this area is also very large, when the fat man and his family came here to go shopping, it took nearly two hours to complete this shopping center.

The food area of this shopping mall is also very large, and he estimates that Fang Wuhan can't clean it, and he should be able to pick up some "fish that slipped through the net" when he goes in this time.

"Su Ya, I'm here to find you something to eat! You're waiting for me! I won't let you down, and I'll take care of you too! The fat man muttered to himself and parked his bike in front of the mall, where he picked up the hammers and walked through the shattered gate.

It was pitch black, and the fat man put the hammer on the ground, and the sound of the hammer and the tiles colliding was particularly abrupt in this silent world, and this sound probably also alarmed the two zombies hiding in the dark, he heard a rustling sound, and then took out the flashlight from his pocket.

The light lit up the first floor of a messy shopping mall, an area near him where shoes and clothing were sold, and the fat man walked forward with a flashlight, from where he couldn't take a few pairs of leather shoes back to cook and eat.

He had barely taken a few steps when a noise from behind him stopped him, and the fat man lowered his head and made a loud "click" from the joints of his hands as he clenched the hammer.

The monster behind him roared and rushed over, the fat man let out a low shout, turned around and threw the hammer in his right hand, and the hammer made a terrifying sound of breaking wind in the air, hitting the monster directly.

But when the fat man turned around with the help of his own rotational inertia, he was so frightened by the two rows of red candle-like bright spots in front of him that he almost cried out.

"What the hell is this...... the fat man reacted, picked up the flashlight and shone it forward, but he was almost frightened by the thing in front of him.

This is a zombie spider the size of a car! And this zombie spider is still combined with humans to mutate, and two human hands have grown under the spider's body, and those two hands have thousand-year-old zombie-like claws, which makes people feel furious when they look at it.

This zombie should be an ordinary spider common in humid areas, there is no poison, but the size of this zombie spider is also too large, and this monster is completely black, the fluff on its original body has turned into black spikes, and its mouth is as terrifying as an iron pincer.

The fat man's hammer just now actually smashed on one of the zombie spider's legs, the hammer was very heavy, and the damage was naturally not a problem, and he directly smashed one of the zombie spider's legs.

However, the zombie spider didn't seem to feel pain, and after receiving such a hammer, he still walked towards the fat man with big strides.

"Ahh......h Don't come here! The fat man's initial anger suddenly came to naught, and even the initial determination to fight to the death collapsed in the face of this fear that penetrated deep into the soul.

Even if the zombie spider broke one leg, it ran much faster than the fat man's two legs, and the fat man was too restricted by the terrain to run, and he couldn't even jump over a slightly higher table, while the zombie spider almost "ignored all terrain restrictions" and walked towards the fat man like a walk.

The fat man planned to go to the second floor at the beginning, because in addition to leather shoes and clothes, the first floor was some antiques and other things, even if those antiques used to be valuable, now they were just a pile of broken copper and iron for him, and for the fat man's current situation, it was not as affordable as a fruit knife.

The fat man ran to the stairwell with his memory, panting and rushing to the second floor, the stairwell of this shopping center also adopts the "artistic" architecture, the first floor to the second floor is usually only open to this staircase, so this staircase is very wide, and it is also a spiral structure, the fat man runs on the stairs, and the zombie spider climbs up directly from the central area of the spiral staircase.

At this moment, the fat man's ears were filled with the sound of his own drum-like heartbeat and the "snapping" sound of the zombie spider's high-heeled shoes, and he didn't know if the zombie spider was trying his best to chase him, because it could always keep a distance of about three or four meters from him, not far or close, more like playing with him.

Perhaps, when he gets tired of running, he will become food for this zombie spider.

After he tossed like this, the other zombies in the shopping mall also "acted", the sound of the shelves being knocked down, the low roar of the zombies, the collision of special weapons and the walls of the shelves sounded one after another, and the fat man's forehead and face were already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Now that the fat man is almost remorseful, he might as well listen to Su Ya's words and honestly wait for Fang Wuhan to go back at home, maybe now Fang Wuhan has already gone back with a large bag of food, and now he is still trapped in such a place because of a momentary recklessness, whether he can get out completely has become a big problem.

His two heavy hammers were lost on the first floor, and now the only weapon was the Protoss Trident on his back, and it was okay to say in the stairwell, once he reached the food and toy area on the second floor, he couldn't wield a weapon as cumbersome as a trident in the densely placed shelves!

"It's over, it's over, it's cold, it's cold......" he muttered, wanting to take out the Protoss Trident from his back, but because his "belt" and a piece of decoration at the end of the trident were stuck together, he gritted his teeth and didn't pull it out for a long time, and a zombie in front of him had already rushed over, he simply bent down directly, and let the Protoss Trident pierce the zombie's head on his back.

For the current situation, the Protoss Trident is his best weapon, he does not have as strong mobility as Fang Wuhan, so he can only occupy the advantage of "hand length", and use this nearly three-meter-long Protoss Trident to defeat the zombie army outside the safe range.

"My mother, why can't I pull it out......" The fat man's anxious face kept dripping with beads of sweat, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the Protoss Trident, and the fat on his stomach was almost strangled in two because of the restraint of the belt.

In the end, with a crisp sound of fabric tearing, Fang Wuhan directly ripped off the belt, and because of too much force, he threw himself next to the container on the second floor.

"I'm the overlord of the basement of Ginza...... You can't do this to me......" The fat man continued to run towards the depths of the second floor, what he was really worried about was not those humanoid zombies, but the zombie spider, because he had been afraid of spiders and centipedes since he was a child, even a normal-sized spider could scare him out of shape on the spot, let alone a zombie spider the size of a car!

But the "snapping" sound of the zombie spider walking was still not far behind him, and now he ran to the second floor with complex terrain, which was actually beneficial to him, because now he was more inclined to "run" than "fight".

"Suya...... I can't bring you back food this time...... I can't protect myself here......" The fat man muttered to himself as he ran, and soon ran to the end of the west direction of the second floor.

There is no stairwell on the west side of the second floor, only two elevators, but now the whole city has been without power for months, and those two elevators are no different from two walls, he ran into this dead end by himself, and if he can't hide, he can only fight.

But the fat man had just run a few steps forward when he found that the shelves in front of him had all collapsed, as if someone had knocked down one of the shelves at the very end, and then there was a domino effect.

The fat man had an idea, since some of the shelves had fallen down, then he could hide in the gap between the shelves and the ground, and the average zombie would not be smart enough to lie down and see if there was anyone under his feet, even if he could smell the smell of humans, they would only bite the air in front of them, and would not open the shelves to see if there was anyone below.

The fat man nodded happily, quickened his pace, and ran towards the end, no zombies had caught up with him yet, and if he was fast enough, he would have been able to burrow into the cracks of the shelves as he imagined.

He ran to the west end of the second floor, but before he could finish his little abacus, he was completely dragged into the bottom of despair by the scene in front of him.

It turns out that the collapse of the shelves here is not that someone pushed the shelves to the very end, but that such a big guy is going to lay eggs here! The cul-de-sac on the west side of the second floor is a natural warm nest, which topples the shelves to make enough space for itself, and the zombie spider chasing him behind is just a "gatekeeper......