I Stack Attributes in the Apocalypse Chapter 47: Material Modeling and Departure

Chapter 47: Material Modeling and Departure

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At night, everyone stood in front of Lu Ming’s house and watched Zhang Lixin perform his superpower.

“I named my superpower the Material Modeling. The effect is to change the shape of matter, such as this.”

He casually grabbed a dumbbell piece. With just a pinch from Zhang Lixin’s hand, the dumbbell plates quickly transformed, and soon turned into nearly perfect spherical shapes.

The magical scene made everyone present cheer and clap crazily.

Especially Lu Ming. He clapped louder than anyone else.

“Great, Brother Zhang, this superpower is too good! I might have to trouble Brother Zhang to make weapons in the future.”

The first thing Lu Ming thought of was weapons and ammunition.

It was not enough to have only one hunter slingshot. Recently, Lu Ming had discovered that the hunter slingshot was showing signs of being pulled apart again. He had to make a few more to have no worries.

Needless to say, ammunition consumed a lot of energy.

Zhang Lixin nodded solemnly. “Alright, leave your weapons and ammunition to me in the future.”

w.a.n.g Xiong interrupted at an inappropriate time.

“It’s just that I think this superpower seems to have stronger auxiliary capabilities, but the direct combat ability seems to be somewhat average…”

The atmosphere instantly grew tense.

In the morning, Zhang Lixin had just said that he wanted to protect everyone with the power of an Awakened. But in the evening,when he saw the superpower, w.a.n.g Xiong spoke these words.

Now that I’ve become an Awakened, and here I am, Zhang Lixin, still relegated to a support role?

How do I avoid losing face?

Zhang Lixin stopped smiling and instead glared at w.a.n.g Xiong. w.a.n.g Xiong, feeling embarra.s.sed, scratched his head.

Zhang Chengcheng’s gentle voice sounded at the right moment. “What’s wrong with being a support? Everyone says that my gravity superpower is very strong, but in the end, I’m just supporting Brother Lu’s training, right?”

Zhang Lixin looked at Zhang Chengcheng approvingly.

Little sister, you really know how to talk.

In any case, the lively evening came to an end.

The next day.

Day 31 of the Apocalypse Calendar, Tuesday.

After the morning exercise and lunch break, Lu Ming began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

Because today was a very important day.

Lu Ming was going out.

For food.

Name: Lu Ming

Strength: 54-9

Physique: 55.6

Agility: 50.8

His three-dimensional attributes had thoroughly exceeded 50 points, giving Lu Ming the confidence to go out.

But despite the confidence, he could not afford to neglect the necessary preparations.

He put on a thick leather coat, wore leather gloves that did not hinder his shooting actions, and after some thought, Lu Ming also put on a yellow safety helmet.

He strapped a bow and arrows to his back, took a slingshot, grabbed a silenced rifle, a fire ax, a baseball bat, and a dagger. Finally, he thought it would be better to take everything and even brought the crossbow and bolts.

Carrying sufficient ammunition and iron discus for throwing, Lu Ming walked out of the door with a large bag that was taller than himself.

“Click, click, click, click, click.”

After unlocking the five locks, Lu Ming saw the military vehicle at the door, with w.a.n.g Xiong and Zhang Chengcheng in the driver and front pa.s.senger seats.

When their six eyes met, w.a.n.g Xiong and Zhang Chengcheng could not help but be stunned.

It was not until Lu Ming got into the car that w.a.n.g Xiong said helplessly, “Brother, it’s really not that dangerous.”

However, before Lu Ming could respond, Zhang Chengcheng said thoughtfully, “Brother Lu is well-prepared and that’s a good thing. After all, we don’t know if a high-level zombie will suddenly appear outside. Better safe than sorry.”

Lu Ming nodded in agreement. “There’s no harm in being careful.”

w.a.n.g Xiong waved to Zhang Lixin, who was outside the car. “The safety of our house depends on you.”

With that, he stepped on the accelerator and the car drove towards the depths of Good Hope Village.

Leaving home, Lu Ming felt a sense of insecurity.

However, the st.u.r.dy military vehicle made Lu Ming feel somewhat better.

Soon, the vehicle drove out of Guangping Street.

Guangping Street was the street where Lu Ming’s house was located. With the active partic.i.p.ation of w.a.n.g Xiong and Zhang Chengcheng, there were no more zombies in Guangping Street—it had been designated as a safe area by the group.

Once they left Guangping Street, it was equivalent to leaving the safe zone.

Lu Ming could not help but tense up and he was attentive to any slight movement. Even the carefree w.a.n.g Xiong became cautious.

Zhang Chengcheng said, “The target this time is the Zhang family’s gathering place. I’ve already cleared out the zombies inside. We’ll go there, collect the supplies, load them into the vehicles, and leave. That’s the plan.

“However, w.a.n.g Xiong and I haven’t really cleared the zombies along the way from our gathering place to the Zhang family’s gathering place. The reason why we didn’t bring anyone else this time is to clean up the streets along the way. When we’re done sweeping the streets, all our four vehicles will move together, and we’ll be able to take all the supplies from there in just a few trips.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming could not help but raise his eyebrows. “Are there really that many supplies over there?”

Zhang Chengcheng nodded. “We did prepare a lot of supplies in the past.”

While they were chatting, the sound of their vehicle attracted the attention of the zombies.

Seeing this, Lu Ming took a deep breath, opened the shooting hole, and crawled out.

“Pa!”

“Pa!”

After two shots, the zombies fell to the ground.

Upon closer observation, Lu Ming squinted and crawled back into the car. “There don’t seem to be many zombies…”

Good Hope Village was densely populated. As a village close to the center of Nanxiang City, it was home to a large number of migrant workers.

Therefore, the density of zombies in this place was definitely not low.

However, they had been driving for nearly three minutes, and had only encountered two zombies. This phenomenon made Lu Ming feel uneasy.

In contrast, w.a.n.g Xiong casually said, “Isn’t it a good thing to have fewer zombies?”

Zhang Chengcheng responded, “Fewer zombies means fewer evolved zombies. Then how are we Awakeneds supposed to level up?”

That statement left w.a.n.g Xiong puzzled.

Lu Ming said, “Forget it, let’s not dwell on this issue for now. Food is much more important than zombies.”

w.a.n.g Xiong nodded and continued, “Survivors are much more important than zombies. We really don’t have enough people in our gathering place.”

If no one is doing any work, how can we talk about development?

In any case, w.a.n.g Xiong still had ambitions for the current gathering place at Lu Ming’s family.

He wanted to save people, to become everyone’s hero, and even more so to create a safe haven for the survivors.

And all of this not only required exceptional top experts like Lu Ming, but also relied on core forces like w.a.n.g Xiong, Zhang Chengcheng, and Zhang Lixin. It also needed numerous ordinary people like Yang Guan and Qin Lie.

About half an hour later, the military vehicle successfully stopped in front of the gate of the Zhang family’s gathering place.

The number of zombies they encountered along the way was fewer than 10.

Looking inside from the big iron gate, they could see countless zombie corpses scattered on the ground—this was all Zhang Chengcheng’s doing.

They opened the gate and walked along the muddy path to the entrance of the underground cellar. Standing in front of the cellar entrance, Zhang Chengcheng suddenly frowned.

“Something’s not right. The lock has been broken.”

When she came two days ago, Zhang Chengcheng was certain that the big lock on the cellar was securely in place. But now the lock was twisted like a pretzel.

Opening the cellar door, Zhang Chengcheng took the lead and went down. A moment later, Zhang Chengcheng’s relatively relaxed voice came from inside.

“Fortunately, not much has been stolen..”