Victoria's Secret
Following the route etched in his memory, Xiao Yi quickly arrived at the spot where he'd spotted those hulking zombies before.
Luck was on his side—the several C-grade strength-type hulking zombies were still there.
The moment they saw Xiao Yi, they charged like starved hounds, frenzied and desperate.
Xiao Yi calmly counted them out. Four in total.
Hauling their corpses back would net him a tidy little profit.
These days, ordinary zombie corpses held no appeal for Xiao Yi.
They didn't boost his attributes at all, and the End Coins they yielded were pathetically few.
The City of Sin was already buried under mountains of ordinary zombie bodies.
So he couldn't be bothered collecting more.
Just as the four hulking zombies were about to pounce—
Xiao Yi swung the Sin Blade with ferocious speed.
Now that he'd mastered the Form-Intent Fist techniques, even these brutes—which had once given him trouble—fell with a single slash each.
He stuffed the four hulking zombie corpses into his Space Bag.
Then Xiao Yi vaulted over the iron gate and strode into the mall.
The ground floor entrance gaped wide open, crammed wall-to-wall with zombies packed in like dumplings in a pot.
Even Xiao Yi, who feared no zombies, felt a shiver at the sight.
When the apocalypse hit, there must've been way too many people inside—too many to escape all at once. That's how they'd piled up like this.
But Xiao Yi's target wasn't the first floor.
He remembered the luxury goods and daily essentials shops were on the third floor.
And the food court was on the fourth.
This trip to the mall was all about scavenging high-end daily necessities and luxury items.
With his current Agility, boosted by the Form-Intent Fist's swallow form technique—
A single leap sent him soaring more than twice the height of a national-level athlete.
No need for stairs. Xiao Yi just bounded up, using the mall's external air conditioners as footholds.
The third floor had far fewer zombies.
Probably dealt with by the survivors who'd holed up on the roof.
Xiao Yi noticed the stairs between the third and fourth floors were barricaded with heaps of debris.
And the first-floor atrium was littered with the smashed corpses of countless zombies.
It wasn't hard to piece together: those survivors had blocked the stairs by hurling junk down.
Then they'd made noise on the first floor to lure the third- and fourth-floor zombies into a mass plunge.
Clearing the way to loot food and supplies from the upper levels at their leisure.
"Smart bastards," Xiao Yi muttered.
He landed lightly on a balcony and peered inside.
This one belonged to a Starbucks.
One kick shattered the balcony door. Two clerk zombies behind the counter thrashed toward the noise, desperate to reach him.
But the counter trapped the clumsy idiots—they couldn't climb out.
"A couple cups of Starbucks would hit the spot right now."
Xiao Yi rubbed his nose.
He'd never had Starbucks in his whole damn life.
Beyond Starbucks stretched a whole row of luxury brand counters.
Adidas, Gucci, Prada, Chanel, I DO, CK, Longines, Vacheron Constantin, BOY—all the names Xiao Yi recognized.
Pretty much everything you could think of.
Some of the pricier ones, he didn't even know.
The first shop Xiao Yi hit was a clothing store called "I.D.Sarrieri—Victoria's Secret."
Not for any deep reason. It was a lingerie shop—sexy lingerie.
Xiao Yi might not have known the brand, but the stuff inside was sinfully tempting.
In the apocalypse, nobody gave a damn about erotic undies, apparently.
The place was pristine, just like pre-apocalypse days.
Xiao Yi picked out a fiery red sheer set and glanced at the price tag. His eyes bugged out.
"Holy shit! That scrap of fabric costs over three grand?! Rich people's world is a fuckin' mystery."
Talk was cheap, though. He tossed the sheer outfit straight into his Space Bag.
Tang Jingyan would look killer in it.
That super-exposed teacher outfit had real flavor, too.
Xiao Yi pictured Tang Ning Ning pushing up her glasses.
Yeah, this teacher getup was perfect for her.
The maid outfit? Suited Li Wan Ning to a T.
Sailor suit went to Shen Ting Ting.
Hmm...
As for Lin Man Cha...
Student uniform, maybe. She was petite and delicate.
Xiao Yi browsed, and every piece had its own allure, its own wicked charm.
In the end, he said screw it—emptied the entire erotic lingerie shop into his Space Bag.
The stuff was so light and thin, it barely took up space.
As for the bottoms—stockings, crotchless panties, thongs. Might as well be naked!
Just looking had Xiao Yi flushing a bit.