They pried open the zombies' heads, splitting them in half, and then used knives to rummage through the foul-smelling brains.
Once they found the stones, they directly reached in with their hands and pulled them out of the brains.
After taking them out, they simply wiped the stones on the zombies' bodies before tossing them into the bags they carried.
Judging by the bags they hung, they had collected quite a few of these stones.
The scene of Su Ling and her companions digging out crystal cores was an everyday occurrence for them.
However, for this group of survivors who only sought to take shortcuts and get something for nothing, it was truly their first time seeing such a thing.
Some, unable to stomach it, immediately vomited on the spot.
But because there was so little left in their stomachs, they ended up retching and gagging for a long time, producing nothing, which only made them hungrier.
They had intended to launch a sneak attack, but instead of succeeding, they were treated to a disgusting spectacle by Su Ling and her group.
Would they just give up like this?
Someone, unable to hold back, directly spoke to Su Ling and the others, "Hey, you guys, where did you get the food? Share some with us."
Once one person spoke, the others seemed emboldened and chimed in, one after another, speaking as if it were their due.
"Sharing is a traditional virtue; you can't be selfish and hoard all the good things for yourselves."
"We're starving to death. Hurry up and prepare a portion of what you just ate for us. No, prepare three portions. Once we've all eaten our fill, we'll sit down and calmly discuss the usage rights of the mobile house."
"I saw chicken bones, pork bones, and lamb bones on the table. I'm not asking for much, just give me a few pig trotters to gnaw on. If possible, it would be best to boil them until they're tender in boiling water."
"Meatballs, I want big meatballs!"
"I want steak."
"I want lamb, preferably boiled lamb, served with a soy sauce dipping dish."
"I want..."
The requests for dishes continued one after another, everyone chattering incessantly.
They sounded so self-righteous, as if they were absolutely certain Su Ling would prepare everything as they demanded.
While the survivors were enthusiastically ordering dishes one after another, Gu Shangse sliced off the neck of a zombie. He picked up the rotting, foul-smelling, and grotesque head, weighed it in his hand, and then looked at the group.
"Everyone—"
Hearing the voice, the survivors instantly stopped their clamor and turned their gazes uniformly towards Gu Shangse.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Gu Shangse smiled with a hint of devilish cunning, "Catch."
With the words "Catch," he didn't specify what he was throwing. Before the survivors could even see clearly what he was throwing, some were already eagerly positioning themselves to catch it.
As one person scrambled, others were naturally unwilling to be left behind, so they jostled and pushed each other, creating a lively scene.
While they were fighting and grabbing, the head Gu Shangse threw was already very close to them.
With a 'splat,' the zombie's head made direct contact with a survivor who was scrambling.
As the zombie head touched him, the survivor instinctively reached out to catch it, supporting the head.
When the zombie's face was pressed against his, he even stuck out his tongue and licked it.
And then—
"Ah—"
"Gag—"
Shouts and retching sounds rose one after another. The survivor's face turned pale with fright, and he hastily threw away the head in his hands.
Seeing this, the other survivors, desperate to avoid it, quickly retreated.
The zombie head was thus thrown to the ground, splitting in two. The rotten and liquefied brain matter instantly overflowed and flowed onto the concrete floor.
Meanwhile, Gu Shangse picked up another fresh head and looked at the survivors, "Want more?"