Chapter 39: Weapons and Backpacks

“Congratulations on killing a level 4 Monster Zombie. You’ve gained 5 experience points and obtained a longsword.”

“Congratulations on obtaining a longsword. Weapon system unlocked. Inventory system unlocked.” 

Did I just get boss drops? Lin Mo thought to himself.

As the system’s voice faded, Lin Mo noticed a new space in his mind—a chaotic void. Subconsciously probing it, he found it vast and boundless.

“Isn’t this inventory just like those storage tools from novels?” Lin Mo mused.

Inside this space lay a solitary longsword, about four feet in length. 

When Lin Mo focused on it, gray text materialized displaying its attributes:

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = 

Weapon Name: Longsword

Quality: Inferior

Attributes: None

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = 

What kind of crap is ‘no attributes’… Lin Mo curled his lip. And how do I even use this inventory?

Recalling novel descriptions, he visualized drawing the sword—and instantly, the four-foot blade appeared in his hand.

“So that’s how it works…” Lin Mo realized.

“Hey, where’d you get that sword? You didn’t have it earlier.” 

Song Xue’er, munching on snacks nearby, had witnessed the phenomenon. 

“Uh…” 

Lin Mo hesitated before explaining, “It’s one of my awakened abilities. Complicated to explain, but that’s the gist…”

“Oh.” Song Xue’er nodded half-understandingly, thinking his power was bizarre but not dwelling on it. After the apocalypse, she’d grown numb to strangeness.

Lin Mo tested the sword’s balance surprisingly good. 

Though uncertain of its material, it seemed comparable to Fang Rui’s blade.

If this is ‘inferior’ quality… 

Lin Mo’s imagination soared. What might superior weapons be like?

But practical matters took precedence. 

Surveying the fully-stocked supermarket, excitement surged through him.

Under Song Xue’er’s astonished gaze, goods vanished wherever Lin Mo walked, his grin widening. 

These supplies could sustain them both for ages.

Now we can search for Xiao Ya without logistical worries!

Joy mingled with concern-Fang Rui’s intel suggested grim circumstances. 

If only Xiao Ya had awakened too, for self-defense…

“Wait, is this also your awakened ability?” 

Song Xue’er suddenly interrupted.

“Huh?” 

Lin Mo blinked before catching her meaning. 

Scratching his head, he admitted, “Well… yeah.”

“Such a broken ability. Like some novel protagonist…” she grumbled.

“Who knows? Maybe I am the protagonist,” Lin Mo joked, riding his good mood.

“Pfft-” 

Song Xue’er immediately burst into giggles,  “Then should I start buttering you up right away, so I can freeload off you and cheer ‘666’ from the sidelines?”

“What kind of nonsense is this?” 

Lin Mo was utterly speechless. 

This girl’s imagination was simply too wild-clearly the result of reading too many novels…

“Alright, enough joking. Let’s get serious. I’m about to go find my sister—what are your plans?” 

Lin Mo’s expression turned more solemn as he asked Song Xue’er.

“Oh right, I almost forgot! I meant to ask earlier where is your sister now?” 

His words actually reminded Song Xue’er; she’d been meaning to ask this question before but got interrupted by unexpected circumstances.

“As for her… she’s currently in the southern part of H City…”