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Chapter 1137 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (8)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (18)

On this trip, Song Ning wore the same sun protection set as before, and the water bottle contained water that had been boiled in the morning. He had lubricated the wheels of the stroller that used to rattle, and now that the noise was not so loud, he felt more at ease.

After walking for a while, Song Ning hid the cart as usual and went to look for usable supplies. However, just as he expected, although there were many houses along the way, they were either collapsed or had been looted clean by previous people.

Song Ning wasn't discouraged. He already knew all this, but what if some slipped through the net?

For example, didn't the safety equipment store help us a lot before?

This stretch of road seems to be a commercial street before the apocalypse. There is a long, steep slope on the way here, but once you get up there, the main road is wide and lined with shops on both sides.

However, after searching through several stores, Song Ning discovered that they were mostly old brand-name shops. Moreover, probably because many people still had some desire for prestige at the beginning of the apocalypse, the stores were in a mess, and most of the scattered items were no longer usable.

"These big-name stores probably don't have much inventory sitting in their stores."

Song Ning searched around and found that only one perfume shop and one cosmetics shop had leftovers.

This surprised Song Ning. Perfume is a good thing. If there are zombies nearby, the scent of perfume can mask the living scent on a human that attracts zombies. He really didn't expect that this perfume shop would still have stock.

The cosmetics store also had a lot of usable items, such as eyebrow pencils and lipsticks that could be used as brushes. Song Ning found about twenty usable eyebrow pencils and eight slightly smudged lipsticks. These were scattered on the floor under the shelves, probably because they hadn't been noticed by anyone at the time, but that's how they survived the high temperature and were still usable.

Besides these, Song Ning was a little disappointed that most of her skincare products had gone bad. The only usable ones she found were five boxes of a well-known brand of clam oil, which were placed in the most inconspicuous corner.

Song Ning was so happy he almost jumped up. He lay on the ground and carefully brushed away the dust from the clam oil boxes, revealing boxes about the size of his palm.

These boxes were not exquisite at all compared to the other items in the store; in fact, they were a bit tacky. But Song Ning liked them very much.

He carefully picked up one of the boxes, and just as he was about to open the packaging, he suddenly heard the sound of something stepping on broken glass outside. He held his breath and silently felt the crowbar lying beside him under his shoulder, slowly gripping it tightly in his hand.

Zombies?

Or did other people from Li Dabiao's base come after us?

He held his breath and moved slowly toward the door, leaning against the wall and gripping the crowbar as he cautiously peered out.

The entrance was still a mess, with shattered glass scattered all over the floor. Blood had splattered in a fan shape along the edge of the open door, its color no longer vibrant but a dark brown that signified the passage of time. Apart from that, there was no one there.

Song Ning became even more vigilant, and the next second, he suddenly turned around to look behind him!

A lithe figure slowly emerged from the shadows. Song Ning's clenched fingers, which had turned white, gradually relaxed. He took a deep breath and looked at the large cat standing in the light with surprise, then moved a little closer.

"Brother Leopard, what brings you here? I thought you went to patrol your territory."

Moreover, he had called out to Big Cat before he set off, thinking that Big Cat didn't want to come along.

The black panther flicked its tail and walked a few steps toward the door, then turned back to look at him, as if asking, 'Why are you still staying in this dirty, messy place?'

Song Ning understood and turned around with a smile to pick up her spoils, especially the five boxes of clam oil, which she showed off to the big cat.

"Although I couldn't find anything to keep warm or any suitable firewood today, I found this."

"You might not know this, it's called Clam Oil, Leopard Brother. This stuff is quite useful for us humans. The temperature is about to drop, and this can be used to protect the skin and prevent frostbite. Frostbite is a terrible thing. Once you get frostbite, it hurts and itches. It used to be the thing I couldn't stand the most."

“I’ve never used this before, but I’ve heard it can even treat wounds. We might be able to use it if we get injured in the future.”

He was talking and wanted to open it, but then he thought that since the big cat had come out looking for him, he should go back and look at it later. There was no need to rush.

Upon hearing his words, Black Panther's gaze fell upon the small boxes, a hint of doubt flickering in his vertical pupils.

Are these little boxes really that useful?

But he felt that the things inside were completely broken and couldn't possibly work as well as the humans claimed.

And the things that humans say always sound familiar to him?

The perfume shop found three bottles of perfume, two 50ml and one 100ml. In addition, they found an eyebrow pencil and other items in the cosmetics shop. Although Song Ning was a little disappointed, she knew that in the post-apocalyptic world where no one was producing anything, it was already very difficult to find usable items.

Since the big cat had specifically come out to look for him, he decided to simply head back ahead of time.

"According to the broadcast we received, the weather will be completely different starting tomorrow. We don't know if it will suddenly get cold or if it will gradually cool down. If it will gradually cool down, we feel like we might be able to go out and search again. Maybe we can be as lucky as we were today, especially if we can find warm clothing."

Song Ning rummaged through the stroller, grabbed her things, and prepared to head back with the big cat, chattering away all the while.

He knew that there was no point in talking to Big Cat about these things, but he rarely communicated with people after the apocalypse, so at least Big Cat would give him a good response, right?

As he was thinking this, he suddenly realized that he could no longer walk.

"What's wrong?"

Turning his head, Song Ning realized that the big cat had pressed down on him with its paws, sealing his steps.

Seeing him turn around, the big cat moved its paw away and gestured in one direction.

Song Ning looked in that direction, squinting slightly, unsure, "Is there anything over there?"

The big cat didn't say anything, but leaped forward and ran away. Song Ning paused for a second, then quickly pushed the cart and chased after it.

"Wait for me, wait for me, Brother Leopard!"

He chased for about ten minutes before finding the big cat standing next to a large tree that had been struck by lightning, pacing back and forth, clearly waiting for him.

Song Ning quickened her pace, then froze when she saw what was behind the big cat.

If he wasn't mistaken, the large area behind the big cat that he had initially thought was a wall was actually made of honeycomb briquettes, wasn't it?