I Will Deliver Food and Become a God in the Last Days

Chen Feng's hiking boots ran over the broken glass on the ground, and the clicking sound was particularly harsh in the empty supermarket. The tsunami three years ago left a souvenir here—white salt frost encrusted in the gaps between the shelves, like ashes scattered all over the floor. He squatted down and wiped his fingers across the dried bloody fingerprints on the shelf. The five scratches still maintained the arc of a dying struggle. "Fuck, even the cat food has been taken away." He kicked open the bag of biscuits covered with green fur, and the smell of three-year-old butter mixed with the smell of corpse entered his nose. The single emergency light above the head was flashing. Every time it was turned on, the blackened salmon in the freezer could be seen. The fish's eyes had swollen to the size of ping pong balls. Suddenly there was a loud noise of the iron frame collapsing on the second floor, and Chen Feng reflexively rushed towards the nearest cashier. The moment the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, he smelled the familiar rancid smell - like a dead rat soaked in a swill bucket that had been stuffed for three days. His fingers touched the hard lunch box on the side of his backpack, which was his last bargaining chip. "Ding dong!" The elderly phone in his pocket suddenly sounded a delivery notification sound, which frightened him so much that he almost stabbed a dagger into his thigh. When cold sweat ran down his spine, Chen Feng suddenly froze. The shelves in the maternal and infant area diagonally shook slightly, and a pair of muddy children's shoes were exposed under the pink Hello Kitty blanket. "Ahem... Ahem!" The suppressed cough sounded like a rusty saw cutting his nerves. Chen Feng touched the asthma spray in the middle of his backpack. The production date on the aluminum can was still three months before the catastrophe. The light above his head began to flash wildly like a convulsion, and he saw a string of fresh footprints on the salt-frost ground, the size of which could not exceed size 35.