Sitting in sweet tooth making our way slowly around the city our first stop would be a gas station. We had moved stuff over to the camper which we left back at the home base.

Our usual routine is that we stop the truck and then honk the horn usually the zombies come running. We then open up the ice cream delivery windows which have reinforced gates over the windows we can shoot out of. We then kill everything we can see honk the horn once again and then go about our business. Refill the truck grab items from inside and move on.

Now after all that is done what comes next is me deconstructing the whole area. I got a lot of metal, stone, and fuel. The tool converts everything to like a basic item. All the food left behind turns into a basic item of food. Which when taken out turns either into a fruit or a slab of meat. odd stuff. The medicine is converted into generic medicine which means it looks like a little white pill and just cures whatever.

We have to have the area clear of zombies to be able to deconstruct so what we do for the next few hours is just slowly work our way from one building to another. However about 2 hours later a notification pops up.

[100 zombies killed random summon ticket awarded.]

I'm like oh boy a reward.

[Every 100 zombie kills a ticket will be awarded these can summon different things from people in the kingdom to items to new people. Please enjoy.]

Now this is amazing I hope I can get something or someone useful that can help out.

I use the summon ticket without a second thought and a figure appears in front of me looking quite happy. My eyebrows scrunch up immediately before narrowing. "I should have known better. They've been f.u.c.king me the whole time I know exactly what your here for you little s.h.i.+t and im not having any of it." I lift the little green dog up and shake him.

"Weeeeeeee!" Gir shouts out happily being shaken.

"You've come to eat all the snacks haven't you? I know your game you little s.h.i.+t. You saw me grabbing all those snacks and candies and just wanted to eat them didn't you?!!?"

"Yes." Atleast he's truthful.

I take my gun out. "I see I'm going to have to put you down to save the chips."

"Momma Ca.s.sie says you better put that away or else~" he sings out grabbing snacks and just stuffing them into his mouth.

I don't know if I should laugh or cry. So i settle for just laying face first on the ground and giving up.