The post-apocalyptic world has a space full of supplies.

Chapter 160 Beijing Research Institute (2)

Probably because of the smell from them heating their food while eating, more and more zombies gathered outside the office where Lu Yuan and Yang Xiao were staying. Although they had blocked the office door with lead plates, cracks had begun to appear on the walls, and debris was scattered all over the floor, making it difficult for Yang Xiao to eat properly.

"How about we go to the next room first, and then continue eating?" Feeling the cracks in the wall by the door getting bigger and bigger, Yang Xiao couldn't even swallow a mouthful of noodles. He felt that the wall would shatter into pieces in the next second, and then a group of zombies would rush in, leaving him and Lu Yuan with nowhere to escape.

Although he had faced zombies in two lifetimes, Yang Xiao had never been besieged like this before. In contrast, Lu Yuan ate calmly. He slowly finished the last bite of his noodles, cleaned up their food scraps, and put the heaters back into his space one by one before standing up.

"Hurry up, Brother Lu!" Seeing the crack the size of half a fist appear in the wall, Yang Xiao felt that the zombies outside were all aiming at him and would break through the wall and pounce on him in the next step.

"Well, I think the motorcycle might..." Before Lu Yuan could finish speaking, the wall next to the office door began to collapse rapidly from the crack that Yang Xiao had seen. Soon, half of the wall was gone. Fortunately, there were still steel bars that stopped the zombies rushing in, but the steel bars were also deforming and breaking very quickly.

Just as Lu Yuan had expected, the motorcycle he took out of his spatial storage appeared directly at his feet, and he couldn't locate the office next door, which was even two meters away.

"Damn it, if the motorcycle isn't working, just get a new one!" Yang Xiao pulled out his gun from his waist and opened fire on the zombies charging at the front, not caring whether he hit their heads or not, just keep shooting.

However, whether or not a shot hits the head is still very important for the evolved zombies, especially in such close combat. Yang Xiao's bullets did not hit the head, so they only slowed down the zombies slightly. In just a few seconds, they continued to pull on the steel bars and charge towards their prey.

"Let's go!" The moment the steel mesh completely shattered, Lu Yuan grabbed Yang Xiao and disappeared from the office.

"Brother Lu, can we not do this again next time?" Sitting in the helicopter circling above the research institute again, Yang Xiao felt like he could barely catch his breath.

"I just happened to try out every small mobile device I could think of while I was at it," Lu Yuan said, shrugging. "It's good to get that adrenaline pumping."

"So it seems we can't be lazy anymore. We either have to keep going up and down in the helicopter, or we'll have to figure out how to avoid the zombies in the stairwell ourselves?" After hearing Lu Yuan's words, Yang Xiao roughly understood the outcome.

"Hmm, it might get even more exciting later." Lu Yuan nodded.

"Can I choose to disembark from the helicopter?" Yang Xiao glanced at Lu Yuan beside him.

“The top floor isn’t a big problem, but what about the lower floors? This research institute is quite large, there are bound to be places that the helicopter can’t reach.” Lu Yuan shook his head and then fell silent. Yang Xiao saw that he was staring very seriously ahead, but all that could be seen in front of the helicopter was snowflakes on the glass, so he knew that Lu Yuan was probably looking for something in the space.

Sure enough, soon a bunch of things appeared on his legs, including the defensive ball he had used before, the bullets for the two guns he had chosen, a Tang sword that he was used to using in close combat, and a set of protective clothing that looked quite thin.

"This is a bulletproof vest, manufactured in 2098. It should be a product from the early days of interstellar travel. It might offer some protection against zombies." Lu Yuan pointed to the vest. He had seen it several times before because he hadn't really studied the things in space, but he had always overlooked it because he thought it was too thin.

It was only when they were locked up in the base that they discovered this thing was actually a good thing by sorting through the timeline. After all, whether it was Lu Yuan's current timeline or Yang Xiao's so-called previous life timeline, the zombie virus had already broken out in 2098. No matter when Lu Yuan went into space in his previous life, it was a later product. This must be a very powerful protective suit, otherwise it wouldn't have been stored in this space.

Thinking of this space, Lu Yuan recalled the person who gave him the space ring. He was now somewhat unsure whether this space was brought about by the ring or obtained through his "rebirth".

"What are you thinking about?" Yang Xiao asked Lu Yuan, who was lost in thought, while awkwardly putting on his protective suit in his seat.

"If I am reborn, then is my space the ring or something I brought with me from my rebirth?" After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he looked at the blue mark on his finger. This thin blue line, like a tattoo, only appeared after the ring disappeared. Moreover, Lu Yuan could guarantee that he had never done anything like getting a tattoo. Besides, who would be so bored as to just get a line tattooed on their finger?

"None of the novels I've read have this kind of apocalyptic rebirth and amnesia trope. They're all about being reborn six months or a month in advance, spending money to stockpile supplies. It was so cool when I read those novels. But when I was reborn, damn it, there were zombies right outside my door. I didn't even have time to stockpile anything. It's such a trope." Yang Xiao laboriously put on his protective pants, then put the rest of his equipment into the pockets on his protective suit, and finally holstered his two pistols and hung them on his waist before he was done.

"I haven't seen it either. The key is, I don't think I've lost my memory. At most, I've lost four days' worth of memories." Yang Xiao's feedback was of no help at all. Lu Yuan could only replenish his equipment while comforting himself, "Oh well, what's done is done. Anyway, now that I have the space, I have the world at my fingertips!"

"That's right, together we have the double buff of rebirth and space, I'm ready!" Yang Xiao cheered, took a deep breath, and clenched his fist to show that he was ready.

"Let's go!" After Lu Yuan finished speaking, the two of them and the helicopter disappeared into the air at the same time.

"That, that must be Lu Yuan..." In the distance, another helicopter was flying in this direction. Among the dozen or so people on the helicopter, one of them suddenly jumped up and shouted, pointing at the other helicopter that had disappeared outside the window.

This is a military helicopter carrying the mission team that Zhong Qiang was with. If Lu Yuan and Yang Xiao hadn't left yet, they should be able to roughly tell that this helicopter is exactly the same as the one buried in snow on the roof of the building next to it.