EBE Chapter 21: Backpack Explodes! Shovel Shatters, a Violent Aesthetic of One-Hit Kill!
Chapter 21: Backpack Explodes! Shovel Shatters, a Violent Aesthetic of One-Hit Kill!
He carried the shovel on his shoulder.
The spade faces backward.
Su Chen lowered his center of gravity and moved close to the shadow of the side wall of the gas station.
Their footsteps were so light they made almost no sound.
Genetically enhanced hearing operates at full power.
The movements from all directions were analyzed one by one.
The faint cracking sound of cement cracking inside the wall.
The metal ceiling overhead made a creaking sound as it expanded due to the heat.
The sound of the sand and gravel on the asphalt ground being swirled by the wind underfoot.
There were no living creatures.
He walked around to the main entrance of the gas station, touched the edge of the door frame with his toes, and peeked inside.
The hall is less than 20 square meters.
The floor was covered with cracked white ceramic tiles, half of which were peeling off.
On the left is a row of empty metal shelves, and on the right is a counter with most of the glass broken.
Directly opposite is an iron gate leading to the back.
The door was half-open.
The hinge is completely rusted at the current angle.
Empty cardboard boxes and shards of broken glass were scattered in the corner.
There were no footprints.
There were no signs of disturbance.
There were no signs of human activity.
The chat in Da Xia's live stream was flooded with comments.
It looks like an abandoned gas station; nobody's ever been here.
[Su Shen, be careful! Fujino, that jinx, said there's a monster's lair inside!]
Please, don't go in! Just search the supplies outside and leave!
Sakura Country Studio.
Fujino Masaki stared at the image of Su Chen scouting along the wall and pushed up his new glasses.
"Look at his actions before he came in."
His partner came over.
"First, check the door frame for any signs of damage, then check the floor for any claw marks."
Masaki Fujino tapped the screen with two fingers together.
"This is standard CQB room clearing procedure. He's definitely been specially trained."
Just as his partner was about to reply, Masaki Fujino raised his hand to interrupt him.
"But tactics can't solve an absolute level advantage."
"The gas station has at least two underground oil storage tanks with a capacity of more than 30 cubic meters."
"That kind of enclosed space is the perfect hiding place for advanced aberrations."
He leaned back.
"No matter how sharp his hearing is, he can't penetrate the underground concrete layer."
In the scene, Su Chen steps across the threshold.
He lowered the shovel from his shoulder and gripped the wooden handle tightly with both hands.
With the shovel facing forward, maintain a 45-degree defensive angle with your body.
He didn't go inside.
I stood still and closed my eyes.
three seconds.
Five seconds.
ten seconds.
The sounds inside the hall were peeled back layer by layer.
The sound of thermal expansion of the metal shelves.
The drawers in the cabinet creaked as they sank under the weight.
The iron gate hinges hummed as the wind seeped in.
Below ground level.
A faint sound of liquid settling came from the direction of the oil storage tank.
Slow and even.
There was no sound of water being stirred up by any living organisms.
Su Chen opened his eyes.
Walk towards the shelf on the left.
There is a small cubicle connected to the left side of the hall.
A faded plastic sign hangs above the door frame, barely legible with the words "Convenience Store".
He stopped at the door of the cubicle.
Listen attentively.
empty.
Su Chen squeezed in sideways.
The convenience store is about ten square meters, and most of the three rows of low shelves have been cleared out.
There were still things left on the bottom shelf of the innermost row of shelves.
Three bottles of mineral water, full of dust, were perfectly sealed.
Two undamaged packs of compressed bread.
There were also four tin cans with their labels removed tucked away in the corner.
Su Chen squatted down, picked up a bottle of water, and shook it.
Clear and free of sediment.
He carried out the water, bread, and canned goods one by one and stacked them on the floor tiles at the doorway.
Every time I moved something, I would glance around at the blind spots out of the corner of my eye.
[Water and food available! This is a huge profit!]
Even a mosquito's leg is meat!
[Su Shen's search for supplies was so professional, it was flawless.]
[The important thing is that we haven't encountered any monsters yet! Mr. Fujino, does your face hurt?]
……
Su Chen put down the last can of food and turned to walk towards the cashier.
Clean up the broken glass on the countertop to reveal the two hinged cabinet doors underneath.
Pull open the left side.
empty.
Pull open the right side.
Su Chen paused in his movements.
Deep inside the cabinet, there was a dark gray outdoor backpack!
Fifty-liter large capacity, top-grade fabric.
It has four external side pockets, a top rain cover, and a compression bag attached to the bottom.
The clips are intact.
Su Chen pulled the backpack out.
Brush off the dust and open the main compartment.
The interior is dry and odorless.
The live stream room of Da Xia instantly went wild.
[Backpack!! A backpack has appeared!!!]
[Su Shen no longer has to throw all his belongings into the back of his tricycle!]
This luck is unstoppable! Gas stations are offering free gas!
[Fujino: There are high-level monsters inside. Su Chen: Thanks for the backpack, boss.]
Su Chen shook his backpack to make sure there were no hidden compartments, and then quickly began loading it.
Bottled water, bread, and canned goods were all stuffed into the main compartment.
The side pocket was filled with the medical kit and tools.
He picked up the backpack, weighed it in his hand, fastened the chest buckle, and reached for the shoulder straps to put it on.
The action came to an abrupt halt.
The backpack hovered in mid-air.
As soon as the strap went through Su Chen's right shoulder, he felt as if he were nailed to the floor.
Why isn't it moving?
[Is Su Shen stuck?]
In the US livestream room, James gripped the beer can tightly in his hand.
"He stopped."
Sakura Country Studio.
Fujino Masaki leaned forward abruptly and slammed his hands on the table.
"No! He's listening!"
Deepest part of the convenience store.
The back of the shelf that is flush against the wall.
A barely perceptible friction sound drilled into Su Chen's eardrums.
Claws and teeth slashed across the metal panels.
Something is climbing rapidly up the back panel of the shelf!
There's something behind us!!!
The moment the comments section was flooded with messages.
Su Chen suddenly exerted his strength!
He flung his backpack off, slammed his left hand on the counter, and shifted half a meter to the right!
"squeak--!"
A grayish-black mass shot out from the top of the shelf.
A sharp cry tore through the deathly silence, hurtling straight at the afterimage where Su Chen had just stood.
A mutant rat the size of an adult house cat!
His cloudy, yellow eyes bulged out, and his three-centimeter-long rusty incisors were exposed.
Class F aberration!
The attack missed its target.
After landing, the mutated rat kicked with all four paws and immediately turned to bite Su Chen's calf.
Su Chen's right hand was already gripping the shovel handle tightly.
Step back with your right foot.
Explosive twisting of the waist and hips.
The shovel was swung upwards in an extremely violent crescent arc!
"Bang!"
The shovel precisely crushed the skull.
A dull thud echoed through the convenience store.
The rat's body was smashed and sent flying, crashing into the bottom shelf and denting the metal panel.
The grayish-black corpse twitched twice before dying completely.
[Done in seconds! One shovel and it was done!]
This is the true value of having a physique more than thirty times that of an average person!
"Click."
A discordant, sharp cracking sound rang out.
Su Chen lowered his head.
The rusty wooden handle was broken in two.
The heavy shovel blade, along with half a piece of rotten wood, fell onto the tiles with a dull thud.
All that remained in Su Chen's hand was half a bare piece of broken wood.
He glanced at the broken edge.
The wood fibers had long since rotted away, leaving behind only hollow holes from insect infestation.
The live stream chat room of Da Xia was flooded with comments.
[Shovel, may you rest in peace.]
[First kill hero, did his best.]
[Oh no! Su Shen is out of weapons! Is Fujino's jinx about to come true?]
Su Chen remained calm.
He threw away the broken wood, picked up the shovel blade that had made such a great contribution, and stuffed it directly into the side pocket of his backpack.
Pack your backpack.
He glanced at the dead rat, then turned and walked out of the convenience store.
My gaze traveled through the hall and landed on the iron gate directly opposite.