Head back home

Of course, since you now have body armour, you're going to wear it. It fits you nicely, it fits you nicely.

This is definitely a great finding. There are still a few items in the box, rations and other stuff that may be useful. So you gotta carry them back to your base. Which is only a few miles from the west...

After an hour of carrying this(avoiding zombies all the while), you have finally reached your current home.

It ain't spotless, but with a little bit patch of wood, it can be a sturdy fortress, almost. Zombies aren't swarming this location since it's a bit farther from the city, but still close enough for you to return to scavenge for loot.

"*Huff*, that's a bit tiring, but worth it." You said to yourself as you place the loot inside one of the rooms.

You sort out what was inside. a multi tool kit, ropes, a flashlight, and even some medicines like antibiotics.

But the most important thing you found is food! In a can!

Those rations can last you another week, and it's preserved so there's no need to worry about it being rotten. You definitely hit a jackpot.

Any other items that seems not useful for now you're going to store it in the basement. The box though you place beside the wall..

Looking at the room, it looks nice. Maybe it's just you but this place is pretty comfy. It has the bed you had just made from wrap cloth and wool, maybe add in furniture and you could have a nice place to stay for the month.

At least until you can manage to find a better one.

Speaking off, you should find some nails to create a barricade for the windows. Zombies may not come here often. But they still do and it can be a bit annoying.

"Now then," You grab the marker inside your pocket. Your mind recalling to when the thugs left you with the crates without any conflict.

You wrote your name on the wall, looking at the name to see if there is something mystical in it.

Nothing, it looks like a normal ink shape in a letter of your name.

Did this permanent marker actually let you own the box even in this lawless world? Or are those two just a bunch of idiots?

Looking at marker once more, you're not sure. A logical part of you think it's absurd and this marker or you for that matter didn't have the power to gain total ownership and it's just the thug's not being very bright.

Another part though, the hopeful and illogical one, think that if it's true, you might just have the greatest leg up in this post-apocalyptic world.

Well at the least you could prevent a bunch of idiots from raiding this place.

As you were pondering, you heard footsteps outside. Someone or something is coming in.

You place the cart on the back as you hide behind a wall. You loaded your gun. You're not a master gunslinger, but you did practice it at the shooting range and own one at home.

Hiding behind a wall, you wait for the intruder to enter. Who is it you wonder? Is it a zombie? Did they manage to reach here? or is it a person?

The figure enters and you see-