Chapter 9: Just Run Away!

Cheng Shuili immediately twisted the throttle to the max; this electric shopping cart usually doesn't show off, but it's quite powerful at critical moments!

Even if that big guy pedaled his bicycle into the sky, you couldn't catch up to her!

The distance between the bicycle and the shopping cart instantly widened!

This was the first living person Zhang Daqiang had seen after entering the doomsday survival game! Although he couldn't see clearly what kind of vehicle that person was driving, it was a vehicle!

Vehicle!

Whether electric or gasoline-powered, any vehicle that doesn't require sacrificing both legs!

Zhang Daqiang's thighs were already sore beyond belief; he had originally thought he was strong and fit, and that the system's tasks would be easy to complete!

Moreover, a bicycle needs no fuel or battery, so he could trade these items for more supplies; dreaming of a future life of spicy food and drink, Zhang Daqiang impulsively chose the bicycle.

But he forgot that he hadn't trained his legs; yesterday Zhang Daqiang, after a death-defying effort, managed to pedal 50 kilometers.

Upon waking today, both legs were sore all over—thighs and calves aching everywhere—and this damn system actually added another ten kilometers today!

That's ten kilometers!

The more Zhang Daqiang thought about it, the more desperate he felt; the harder he pedaled, the more exhausted he became, and it was at this moment that he saw Cheng Shuili's vehicle.

The roads merged!

Zhang Daqiang's spirits lifted instantly; he stomped the pedals hard to catch up to the person ahead, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, that person noticed him and even increased speed!

The distance was pulled apart again.

Zhang Daqiang was already filled with despair; at this moment he absolutely could not let slip this hope within arm's reach!

He raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hey! Why are you running? The roads merging is also fate—let's trade! Chatting and making friends would also be fine!"

His voice was drowned far away by the wind; Cheng Shuili only heard the words "make friends".

Make friends?

Make friends with the type who, after seizing by force, grinds bones and scatters ashes?

Cheng Shuili snorted coldly, clenched the throttle tight, and just ran!

She wouldn't gamble her life on whether the other person was good; life always comes first—only by living can one enjoy blessings, and once dead there's nothing left to say.

This is Cheng Shuili, who has died once, her most profound and direct realization!

The electric shopping cart's speed was several times that of the bicycle; Cheng Shuili even stopped the cart, opened a wooden treasure chest, and studied what came out for a while.

It was two liters of domestic water, squeezed into a wooden box obviously smaller than 0.01 cubic meter, and not a drop had spilled.

Its state was strange; when Cheng Shuili opened the wooden box, she saw only transparent water.

This stuff is hard to collect, so Cheng Shuili simply hugged the box back onto the cart and tried to pour the water into the washbasin's water reservoir.

She had thought the reservoir would fill up quickly, but who knew that after pouring in a full ten liters, not a ripple appeared.

Cheng Shuili fell silent; the empty wooden box in her hand vanished instantly, and she realized this was also a piece of black technology—perhaps one could keep adding water to it without limit!

She crouched down to look closely, and then noticed the inscription on the water reservoir: "Current water storage: 10 liters. Maximum capacity: 50 liters."

It's not infinite, but it's still pretty good.

Cheng Shuili smiled; now she had confidence!

She returned to the driver's seat, still with leisure to check whether the big guy on the bicycle behind her had caught up; looking far ahead, there wasn't even a dot.

Cheng Shuili guessed he might have been thrown off, or perhaps the road-merging event had ended.

But either way, this is good news!

Only, the road-merging event was too strange, with no hints at all; if Cheng Shuili didn't like to glance back occasionally, she might not have noticed him at all.

Cheng Shuili kept a watchful eye, twisted the handlebars, and continued forward.

"Half‑price storewide! Half‑price storewide!"

The broken loudspeaker blared again; Cheng Shuili, who had been tormented all day yesterday, no longer had such a strong reaction.

"Just keep going forward—what else could you do without this cart?"

Cheng Shuili thought, planning to trade for another weapon; the road‑merging event was still too dangerous, and if she ever got forced into a head‑on showdown, she couldn't rely solely on this baseball bat.

Ideally she'd trade for a dagger; that way, while she held the baseball bat, nobody would suspect she had another weapon, and she could pull it out for a sneak attack!

As for whether sneaking attack is too low‑class……

Cheng Shuili completely ignored that issue; after all, road survival is basically the apocalypse!

What's it matter if someone curses a couple of times—could it be worse than death?

Cheng Shuili didn't care; she opened the trade channel, waited a moment, found nothing suitable, and decided to take the initiative.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: Food for weapons trade—feel free to private message me.

This ID has huge pull; barely after she posted, she got several dozen private messages.

【You Don't Want Me Either?】: "Boss, do you want a small knife? A fruit knife counts as a weapon, right? I don't need much—just give me a box of self‑heating rice, or hot pot would work too; I'm not picky."

What a beautiful thought.

Cheng Shuili curled the corner of her mouth, kept scrolling, saw a few messages—none were trying to take advantage of her, just looking to freeload, and a few were pure harassment doing nothing.

When Cheng Shuili was about to close the chat window, she saw a new message from an acquaintance.

【Liang Shan Bo Yu Zhu Ying Lai】: "Wuya Dalao, do you want a dagger? I crafted two; they're just sitting unused—give me something to eat and you can have them."

Cheng Shuili paused; she was in fact still needing this item.

However, she wasn't close with this person, and Cheng Shuili didn't want to be taken advantage of, nor did she want to take advantage of others.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: "Self‑heating rice or hot pot."

The other party replied after two seconds.

【Liang Shan Bo Zhu Ying Lai】: "Hot pot! I've been craving it for ages!"

Cheng Shuili directly initiated the trade and smoothly obtained that dagger.

【Steel Dagger】: A decent weapon for beginners; crafting this counts as you kid being handy. Gripping the dagger increases strength by one point.

Cheng Shuili hesitated, Cheng Shuili was shocked.

You're not mistaken, right?

Adding attribute points? She got two of these? And just swapping a few things is enough? Where did this naive sweetie come from?

Cheng Shuili had just been very confident about her self-heating hot pot, but now she also felt a bit indebted to the other party.

But she couldn't produce anything for the time being; she could only talk about it later when conditions were better.

Today had been fairly smooth; as it approached three in the afternoon, Cheng Shuili fiddled with the radio, but unfortunately she still didn't receive any specific coordinate information.

In the afternoon, when she opened the wooden box, she also found an electric-powered small cooking pot; this device connects directly to the battery, even directly consuming the vehicle's power.

In other words, Cheng Shuili can now cook her own meals!

For Cheng Shuili, this is a huge blessing; it means she has formally moved from the era of scavenging for food to the era of cooking her own food.

Although she isn't very good at cooking.