Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse

My mom reached home four hours before the zombie outbreak.

"Oh, my goodness! Sweetheart, this is just one party, right? Why did you buy so much food?" Mom asked in a shocked tone as she stared at the food and water that had already taken over the living room.

I hadn't seen my mother for three long years. In my previous life, I had traversed through half the city just to reach her home, only to see a puddle of blood marring her floors. It was only natural for me to rush over and pull her into a tight hug before planting kisses all over her cheeks.

"Mom, I'll explain everything to you once I come home later, okay? Please take care of Joyce for now. I need to go out again."

Our lives were at stake. I didn't have time to explain to Mom what was going on. These supplies were barely enough to support us.

I could still remember the agony of having to drink water just to curb my hunger for days after my supplies got stolen in my previous life. This time, I needed to make sure that I could stock up on enough supplies for my family's survival.

After entrusting Joyce to Mom, I drove away from home once again. This time, I drove to another supermarket to avoid rousing suspicion from the employees of the previous supermarket.

I kept loading my shopping cart with general supplies like toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, and facial cleansers. Hygiene was equally important in the apocalypse. If we were to fall sick, we wouldn't be able to seek out a doctor at all.

After filling my cart with the basic necessities, I rushed over to the apparel section. Cold-protection supplies like down jackets, blankets, and sleeping bags were on my priority list as well.

In my previous life, it began raining heavily in the second month after the zombie outbreak. In the third month, the temperature had dropped rapidly, paving the way to a three-month blizzard that terrorized the world.

The abnormal weather ended up killing a ton of survivors. If we were to polish off our food supplies during the harsh winter, we'd still have to venture out to look for supplies.

Now that I was done buying the cold-protection supplies, the next thing on my checklist was fuel. Fuel was essential for survival during the harsh winter, seeing as the power supply was already cut off by then.

When I was making my way to the cashier counter to pay for the fuel, I happened to spot the aisle selling portable chargers. Of course, I had to raid the aisle right away. Once the power got cut off, the portable chargers' power could last us for a pretty long time.

After that, I made sure to load the cart with survival essentials like candles, flashlights, and blackout curtains.

Upon reaching home, Mom happened to be arranging the food supplies. When she saw me bringing back more supplies, she grew mad at me.

"Sweetheart, you need to tell me what's going on!"

"Mom, please! We don't have much time left! I'll explain everything to you once Emmett comes back, okay?"

I ran out of the villa once again, my mother's confused questions ringing out in the background. After all, I still had something vital that I had yet to buy, which was medicine.

I bought a ton of medicine, including flu and cold medicine, anti-inflammation medicine, painkillers, digestive medicine, and alcohol wipes. I even included vitamins and a variety of supplements in my shopping cart.

Since there was a medication quota per pharmacy, I had to visit a few more pharmacies in order to check everything off my shopping list.

"That would be 3,000 dollars. Thank you for shopping at our pharmacy!" When the employee saw the amount of medication I just bought, she couldn't help but smile brightly at me.

The sight of her smile made me want to drop a piece of advice to her. "Take care of yourself. You should go home early today."

Under the employee's puzzled gaze, I loaded the medicine into my car and drove to another destination.

I had decided that the anti-intrusion spikes would form the first defensive barrier that would protect my home. I'd be purchasing security cameras, wire mesh, and other defensive equipment.

My villa was located far away from the city, and the number of zombies roaming in the remote suburbs would be a lot less than the ones gathering in the urban zones.

Still, if someone were to bust down my courtyard's walls, that'd mean my family and I had to face the zombies head-on. The glass used on the windows of my villa was extremely fragile before those monsters.