"Probably no more supplies here."
"Ah, hungry as hell."
"C'mon in, be alert."
"Aight."
"Oh, a survivor?" With that question, An Xia looked behind her.
There were three people. One in a soldiers' uniform in front and the two other guys with dirty clothes.
Survivor? Would people on Earth normally call strangers, survivors? Questioningly, this place looked to be an abandoned one on top of it being run down.
"Halt. She's not in need at all." Indeed. Looking at An Xia's neat as hell wushu martial arts training uniform, as well as her whole being looking as if she had not experienced the apocalypse at all, the always alert soldier guarded the two people following him. "Are you also an ability user?"
An Xia furrowed her brows from the question. Finally not being able to hold back, she created a small, pointy whisp of her spiritual sense and directly implanted it in the soldier's brain.
She's looking at his memories.
An Xia was not shocked anymore due to the many abnormalities she found right after coming back to Earth.
Apocalypse, huh. Much more fun than the boring Earth back then.
"Lady, you're really beautiful. I mean, yea really but can you please not smile like that..? It's kinda scary–"
"Shush it you idiot!"
An Xia smiled, "I'm sorry for my rudeness. I am a dual ability user, I'm useful in melee and long range fights."
The soldier had pleasant surprise clearly written in his eyes as he immediately asked, "Really? Does that mean you can fight melee but you still have two other abilities?"
"Indeed." The three were amazed.
That's right. It's the right thing to do when she wanted the best impression, although she can do more. She can do with people who plans to use her abilities for evil. Hopefully, this soldier guy would bring her along back to City B's base.
According to the said soldier's memories, the world plunged into this apocalypse 3 years before. The Earth was plagued with an unknown disease for a year, where all the people globally had to go to the hospital with different cases. The simultaneous breakthroughs of medicine was in nowhere near stopping the death plague.
People back then who died and those still suffering from the disease were, after approximately a year that it happened, made into cannibal monsters. Zombies.
Until now, people are still fighting and surviving for their own and other people's lives. It somewhat touched An Xia's soft spot as back in Martial Arena, she had no one to fight for her.
During the time that the zombies ran rampant, was also when ability users rose. They were like celebrities in the apocalypse as they had better chances of surviving and helping others.
Of course, there were wicked ones as well. But what can the people do during this time but hug golden thighs if they were not the golden thighs themselves?
If Earth and Martial Arena had a similarity, it would be that on Earth, the strong still preys on the weak. The only difference is that, An Xia will never be the same An Xia back then. She will never be the prey, and will never suffer hardships. Ever again.
At this time though, there are already 26 self-sufficient bases in China. These bases are quite far from each other. Basically, it has the advantage of being able to expand the area where they can find survivors. These bases have their own economy depending on its geographical location or what people living in the said base specialize at.
For example, City B actually had a neutral economy where the supplies were not really focused. You could have both meat and vegetables for food, the geographical location was okay for farming and killing zombies and beasts for meat and crystals. There were also a bunch of people who had smithing skills and opened smithies in the base.
But there are unfortunate ones that need other bases for help once in a while. They request a specific base that's in need as well. Basically, they ask and pay each other according to their needs.
"I was here rummaging for supplies as well. By the way," An Xia touched her purpose. "I'm a lone wanderer and have decided to settle in a base. Can I come with you?"
She was asking the soldier, the two others were clearly survivors too.
"You have the skills to be a lone wanderer. I heard lone wanderers for a long time like you are pretty much the stronghold of most bases. I am more than glad you chose to go with us. Come, please do."
After a long look to the run down mini mart, the soldier decided to go back to the base as he had 3 survivors with him on top of a bunch of supplies. They are not that far, anyway.
An Xia sat on the passenger seat of the truck while the two were at the back. The supplies were put on garbage bags, clean ones, as soldiers really don't have any choice to be picky with what they use as storage materials.
"Miss, what's your name?"