22: I have to go out.

Aunt Lin was extremely unwilling to clean the Shelter herself, but the words had already been spoken. As a man of society, Gouzi naturally wouldn't indulge those who were freeloading in the Shelter.

The rules set by the boss were Gouzi's bible. Gouzi also understood that the boss was allowing these people to exist now to win over hearts, but once the Shelter's daily operations were on track, people like Aunt Lin, who relied on their age, would sooner or later be cleared out.

Aunt Lin called those who hadn't received the water-boiling supplies to clean up. Gouzi watched Aunt Lin compromise, a trace of disdainful smile appearing on his lips.

"Bah, you fat old hag, don't think I'll indulge you."

Meanwhile, in the square, Xiao Qian had also finished distributing the supplies. Those who received the water-boiling kits were all very happy.

At this point, nearly half a month had passed since the Apocalypse. Occasionally, a few scattered zombies would appear on the outskirts, but they would be swiftly shot and cleared out by the patrol team.

"Xiao Qian, let's go to the warehouse and report to Lin Yue."

Xiao Qian nodded, walked over, and linked her arm through Gouzi's. In the Apocalypse, selling one's appearance for survival carried no psychological burden for her.

The two arrived at the warehouse where supplies were stored, which was the third floor of the abandoned steel factory's office building. The entire floor consisted of conference rooms, and these large and small conference rooms had become important storage areas for supplies.

All the chairs and benches had been moved out, and in the hallway, Gouzi had arranged for security to stand guard in shifts twenty-four hours a day.

Upon entering the warehouse, they saw Lin Yue, holding a pen and paper, meticulously counting the remaining supplies.

Beside her, Tian Ming was looking left and right. The windows of the warehouse had also been sealed by Tian Ming with carbon fiber, making the entire warehouse somewhat dim. Although there were emergency fire lights, how much light could they provide?

"Boss, the items have been distributed. That fat old hag Lin has been sent to clean."

Tian Ming nodded slightly and said, "Starting tomorrow, you don't need to go out to collect supplies anymore. Select two people from your subordinates, pay them well, and have them lead the teams. It's best if they are familiar with the entire urban area."

Gouzi nodded. Tian Ming's arrangement was because Gouzi was efficient and obedient. His Shelter needed a butler-type figure who could run errands, and Gouzi was very suitable.

Tian Ming took out his phone, but there was no signal. The cellular communication network's power was out, so the phone was just a display item.

"I used to have maps downloaded on my phone. The base station positioning can't be used, but satellite positioning still can. Take it, and transfer the map package using a hotspot. It will be more convenient to have a map when you go out in the future."

Gouzi took the phone and said, "Boss, I don't know how to do that, and our phones have long been out of battery and turned off."

"Find Shen Yi and his sister for this. They have power. Collect all the brothers' phones and send them over to them," Tian Ming said.

Gouzi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go do that now."

Tian Ming looked at Gouzi and gave another instruction.

"Be polite. Whether our Shelter lives well in the future depends on them."

Gouzi nodded. He naturally knew the benefits these two siblings could bring. They were high-end talents, and he, as a subordinate, naturally couldn't afford to offend them.

Gouzi immediately went to do it, and Lin Yue had almost finished her statistics.

Now, Lin Yue and Wan Yu, one was responsible for counting and categorizing supplies, and the other for statistics. The two were already best friends, and now working together, their efficiency was quite good.

"Brother Tian Ming, can you get me a computer? It's really inconvenient this way," Lin Yue said, looking at the results she had compiled.

"Hmm, I'll have someone pay attention to it when collecting supplies. How many days can our supplies last?" Tian Ming asked.

"With so many people participating, food can last for 5 more days. Other things can last for seven or eight days. Wu Cuiling came to find me. She gave me a detailed Clinic list, hundreds of items large and small," Lin Yue said, pulling out Wu Cuiling's handwritten prescription and basic equipment from her pocket.

Tian Ming took it and looked, wow, what a list. Over a dozen types of antibiotics, such as amoxicillin, azithromycin, clindamycin hydrochloride, pefloxacin, erythromycin, berberine, and so on. There were some words Tian Ming didn't even recognize; he suddenly felt uncultured!

Besides antibiotics, there were also painkillers, anesthetics, gastrointestinal medications, injections, tablets, consumables, small medical devices such as stethoscopes, blood pressure monitors, various indicator test strips, and so on.

Tian Ming put the note into his pocket. He couldn't look anymore; looking further would only make him feel more uncultured. He would give this list directly to Gouzi and have him send people to the hospital. All equipment and medicines that could be moved should be brought back. If they were to look for each item individually, it would probably take forever.

Tian Ming looked at Lin Yue and said, "I will take care of the medicine. The Shelter is almost complete. Tomorrow, I will personally go to collect supplies.

Tian Ming planned it this way: a large amount of supplies in the city were actually in densely populated areas, especially places like shopping malls. However, there were also many zombies there. Gouzi's brothers only collected on the outskirts of the city and did not go deep into the city.

During this time, Tian Ming had discovered new uses for his abilities, besides being able to pass through walls by transforming matter.

He could also, by his own will, freeze some air around his body to form air bricks. However, once these air bricks were formed, they would not last long. After formation, they would fall and then disappear.

He had already experimented. As long as he temporarily confined the air particles around himself, he could directly form a protective shield covering his entire body. Its strength was equivalent to about 6 millimeters of iron sheet, and as long as his consciousness was locked onto it, this shield would continue to exist.

With such a guarantee, Tian Ming decided to go out for a walk. Currently, he didn't have enough samples, and there were many things he couldn't create, especially large equipment like large generators and transformers. He had to collect samples on-site.

Only by collecting on-site and then manufacturing them back at the Shelter was it equivalent to moving things over a distance.

"You still shouldn't go out. I'm afraid that if you go out, the Shelter will fall into chaos. Right now, everyone's minds haven't completely settled. If anything happens to you, the Shelter will definitely be in disarray."

Tian Ming shook his head and said, "If I don't go out now, many things can't be done. Don't worry, I'll have Gouzi watch the place. If anyone acts up, they'll be kicked out of the Shelter."

Early the next morning, Tian Ming drove a pickup truck directly into the city along the road.

He didn't bring anyone. After this period of adaptation, he had also figured out his own fighting style. No matter how strong a fighting style was, it had to withstand the test of actual combat.

The pickup truck sped along the road. Tian Ming gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze fixed on the front. On the city streets, zombies roamed everywhere. Their movements were much slower than in the early days, and some had even begun to rot.