The post-apocalyptic world has a space full of supplies.

Chapter 159 Beijing Research Institute (1)

"Lu Xiaoyuan, is there something wrong with this map? I can't understand it." Yang Xiao and Lu Yuan's helicopter had been circling over Beijing for more than an hour, and the fuel was almost gone. However, this was not a big problem for them. Once the fuel was exhausted, Lu Yuan could immediately switch to another helicopter.

"Beijing is already a ruin, covered in snow. What can you see on the map?" Lu Yuan looked at the scene below the helicopter through the side window. He probably heard the roar of the helicopter and thought that a rescue team had arrived. There were also pieces of red cloth fluttering out of some low buildings buried in the snow.

"Well, although we're not here for a rescue," Yang Xiao said, shaking his head helplessly as he saw what was below.

Of course, the roar of the helicopter also attracted the zombies in the streets and alleys. They poked their heads out of the snow, and some even tried to grab Lu Yuan and his helicopter by jumping to their limits.

"Quick, check the coordinates." Lu Yuan didn't want to play tag with the zombies here.

"Alright!" Following Lu Yuan's instructions, Yang Xiao located the coordinates of the Beijing Research Institute.

"It's about here..." After Lu Yuan entered the location coordinates, the helicopter soon hovered on top of a snowfield. There was a small point on the snowfield, which looked like the top of the research institute.

"The snow up north is really heavy. This research institute must be ten or twenty stories high, and it's all buried?" Yang Xiao glanced to the side. "Should we just teleport in? What if there are still zombies inside?"

"Look over there!" Lu Yuan was still wondering if there were zombies inside, as Yang Xiao had mentioned, and hesitantly ordered the helicopter to continue circling overhead. Suddenly, Yang Xiao beside him shouted again.

"Is there anything?" Lu Yuan looked in the direction Yang Xiao pointed. It was a building next to the research institute. He didn't know what it used to be or what it was used for, but there was a raised patch of snow on the roof. His eyesight hadn't improved, so he could only see the raised patch and didn't notice anything special.

"It looks like a helicopter. The snow hasn't covered it yet, so it must have arrived in the last couple of days." Yang Xiao wanted to take a closer look, but Lu Yuan didn't dare to operate the helicopter entirely on his own, so the two of them hesitated for a long time before giving up.

"This helicopter looks like a military helicopter; it can probably seat at least a dozen people." Yang Xiao looked at it again as their helicopter circled over the building once more.

"In other words, there are either a dozen or so people down there, or at least a dozen or so zombies." Lu Yuan let out a long breath and looked at Yang Xiao again. "Since we're going in anyway, let's just close our eyes and charge in."

"Hey! Wait..." Before Yang Xiao was mentally prepared, Lu Yuan had already grabbed his hand, and the two of them instantly began to freefall, then fell onto something soft leather.

Yang Xiao tentatively touched it; it felt like a leather sofa. When Lu Yuan took out a spotlight from his spatial storage, it was indeed a leather sofa, and Yang Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, Lu Xiaoyuan! Can't you give people a chance to build something?!" Yang Xiao jumped up from the sofa, pointed at Lu Yuan's nose and started cursing, unleashing every single swear word he had ever learned.

“Once you’ve mentally prepared yourself, it’ll be my turn to mentally prepare myself. Then you continue, and I start again. Are we ever going to get off?” Lu Yuan said calmly after Yang Xiao had finished yelling and was out of breath. As he spoke, he didn’t forget to observe their surroundings.

This should be an office. The door is closed, and the room is quite clean despite the long time it's been there, with no signs of disturbance. It's clear that the owner of this office either wasn't here when the virus outbreak occurred, or left very calmly.

"Speaking of which, we should be on the top floor, right? This is the office of the big boss of the research institute?" Lu Yuan's spatial teleportation skill has a distance limit; he can't move beyond 500 meters. So, the most likely scenario is that when they get off the helicopter, they land in a room on the top floor of the research institute.

"It should be. I remember the vertical distance of the helicopter was more than 400 meters at the time." After saying that, Lu Yuan began to rummage through the things on his desk.

The two spent half an hour searching the office, but there was nothing on the table except for white printer paper. The drawers and bookshelves were also full of empty file boxes and folders. The office was as clean as a new office, without any signs of use.

"I don't think anyone has ever used this office!" Yang Xiao slumped back onto the comfortable leather sofa, pursing his lips in exasperation.

Lu Yuan looked at the not-so-small office. It wasn't surprising that no one was using it. After all, it wasn't impossible for such a large research institute to have a few vacant offices.

"Shall we eat something first?" Lu Yuan said, taking out two steamed buns from his spatial storage. However, they had all forgotten that this was an abandoned building, unlike their cabins, ship cabins, and the South China base, which had heating equipment. The steamed buns turned into ice blocks before they were even handed to Yang Xiao.

"This..." Yang Xiao was about to say that it had frozen too quickly when he saw Lu Yuan take out a backup power source and heating equipment from his space. After all, for him, food is the most important thing. They had set off early in the morning, and it was already afternoon. If he didn't eat something soon, he might not have the strength to save the world.

While Lu Yuan was fiddling with the heating equipment, Yang Xiao tried to open the office door, but whether the lock was frozen or for some other reason, the door wouldn't open no matter what he did. Moreover, as soon as he made a little noise, he heard the roars of zombies outside the door, and they started banging on the door.

Fortunately, Yang Xiao's reaction was impressive, and Lu Yuan's reaction was also trained. Yang Xiao pulled him over and shoved him against the door as soon as he sat on the sofa, while Lu Yuan pulled out a large lead plate from his spatial storage and pressed it down on the sofa.

"Damn, how come you have something like this in your space?" Yang Xiao looked at the heavy and large lead plate, which didn't seem like the high-tech stuff that Lu Yuan's space would have.

“I picked it up at the South China base.” Lu Yuan returned to the center of the heater he had set up. “I was helping Team Leader Li build a cultivation rack with these materials before. This one was too heavy, so I wanted to put it in my spatial storage and then release it in a designated location. But before I could do that, it got taken into custody.”

"It sounds like there are a lot of zombies outside. How are we going to get to other rooms later?" Although the door was now completely blocked, the roars of the zombies outside could still be heard.

"I don't know, I have to thank the building for its good quality." Lu Yuan said, bringing out the steaming hot noodles with soybean paste. How could he come to Beijing without having noodles with soybean paste?

“Yeah, that’s right. A research institute is a research institute. Even their walls are special. If it were our school’s walls, they would have made a hole by now.” Yang Xiao said as he walked over to Lu Yuan and squatted down to eat noodles with soybean paste.

"Do you think motorcycles can use teleportation skills?" Yang Xiao asked after taking a couple of bites of noodles.

"I haven't tried it before, I'll give it a try later." Lu Yuan thought for a moment, then said, "Before, I could only teleport inside two different objects."