139 Heading to White City!

[Beep!]
[Intelligence system updated.]
[1. In White City’s zoo, there is a survivor with extraordinary abilities who can form a cooperative alliance with the host, becoming an ally in White City.]
[2. There is a survivor base in White City, entrenched within a park, with a population of five hundred.]
[3. The warehouse at White City’s dock contains a large stockpile of fertilizer.]

This was the intelligence update from the system this morning.
All the information pointed to one place: White City.
White City was the neighboring city.

There were three ways to reach White City. The first was to cross the river bridge.
However, part of the bridge had been destroyed by a collision, making passage impossible.

The second way was by boat.
But currently, there were no boats along the riverbank.
At the outbreak of the apocalypse, all boats had fled, as everyone sought to distance themselves from the city and the terrifying zombies.

The third option was to take a detour.
However, this route was long, requiring several hours at least.
Moreover, it involved traveling on the highway, and no one could be sure if the highway was passable.

Fortunately, Xue Feng’s backpack contained a system-gifted apocalypse yacht.
He had planned to visit White City anyway.
Since the system had given him the yacht, he naturally intended to make good use of it.

Meanwhile, he was gathering forces in Jiangcheng.
Unexpectedly, the system’s intelligence had already updated.
This time, Xue Feng decided to go alone, as it was an unfamiliar place.

According to the intelligence, there was a large base in White City with five hundred people.
Five hundred!
It was hard to imagine how much supplies were needed to sustain so many.
But by Xue Feng’s estimation, the living conditions in that base were probably inferior to his own.
At least in terms of electricity and food supply, it could not compare.

The intelligence system did not indicate whether the base harbored hostility.
Yet, the mere fact that over five hundred survivors lived there proved the conditions were suitable for survival.
Otherwise, so many survivors would have long since been reduced to food.
Xue Feng had witnessed such scenes before.
For example, the Dragon Brothers, who had initially been courteous, drove market vendors to become their subordinates.
But when food ran scarce, they swiftly turned their claws on them.

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Exiting the Jiangpan community gate, Xue Feng arrived directly at the riverside.
There was a small dock here.
Originally, there had been many boats owned by Jiangpan residents, allowing them to cross the river and travel at will.
Now, all the boats were gone.
Instead, scattered zombies drifted along the riverbank.

These zombies had accidentally fallen into the water and couldn’t climb out on their own, so they only howled futilely at Xue Feng.
Seeing this, Xue Feng frowned silently.
He hadn’t expected zombies to survive underwater.
After so many days of soaking, their flesh had not fully decomposed.
If any zombies evolved into aquatic mutants capable of surviving underwater, then the water would no longer be absolutely safe.

What worried Xue Feng even more was whether the zombies and the blood rain had affected the aquatic life in Jiangpan.
As it turned out, his concerns were not unfounded.
He saw large numbers of dead fish floating on the shore, the stench of their decay thick in the air.
It seemed the land was still the safer place.

With this in mind, Xue Feng retrieved the apocalypse yacht from his spatial backpack.
It was about ten meters long, with two decks, fully electric-powered—perfect for navigating the Jiangpan river.
But venturing out to sea would be risky.
The yacht was too small, easily capsized by wind and waves.

Xue Feng was piloting a yacht for the first time.
Fortunately, it came with a manual, and he quickly mastered its operation.
Starting the yacht, he headed across the river.

In just over ten minutes, Xue Feng arrived at the opposite bank.
According to the map, this was the warehouse dock area.
The scene was similar—no boats or living humans in sight.
Only a few zombies wandered along the shore.

After landing, Xue Feng stowed the yacht and approached the warehouse.
Zombies occasionally lurched out, baring their teeth at him.
But by now, Xue Feng was numb to their presence and dispatched them effortlessly.

All the warehouse doors stood open, with food packaging scattered on the ground outside some.
There were even signs of conflict—bullet holes peppered some walls.
It seemed the place had been looted and fought over.
Everyone knew warehouses held food, and securing those supplies meant survival for a long time.

However, some items had not been taken, such as industrial materials.
Xue Feng first searched two warehouses filled with large quantities of polyethylene.
This material was used to make plastic and looked somewhat like rice.

In the third warehouse, Xue Feng found pallets stacked with organic fertilizer.
Bags weighed fifty kilograms each, twenty bags per pallet—exactly one ton.
There were over two hundred tons in total.

Though two hundred tons sounded like a lot, it occupied less than sixty square meters.
His spatial backpack measured ten meters per side, a cube of 10x10x10 meters.
Having already filled half the space with various supplies, the fertilizer stacked twenty bags high was barely over a meter tall.
All of it would occupy only a small portion of his storage.

“That’s an incredible amount!”
Despite himself, Xue Feng couldn’t help but exclaim.
It could last his base for over a decade.
Should he take all of it or only half?
In the future, he planned to expand potato cultivation, which would demand even more fertilizer.
Such a resource was only better in greater quantity.

[Beep!]
[Congratulations, host, on successfully verifying the intelligence.]
[Reward: storage space expansion activated. Now upgraded to 20x20x20 meters.]

It was like a pillow coming just as he was about to fall asleep.
Xue Feng hadn’t expected the system to increase his storage capacity—quadrupling it!
Without hesitation, he stuffed all the fertilizer into his spatial backpack.
With such a vast capacity, there was no need for hesitation.

The reason no one had taken so much fertilizer was simple: it was too heavy.
And for now, few were engaged in large-scale farming.

Just as Xue Feng prepared to continue searching for other valuable items in the warehouse, the sound of a car engine came from outside.