Fu Anan stood guard at the door, eating an apple and recording how many survivors had passed.
From the thirteenth day to now, a total of twenty-one crew members have tried to escape to the kitchen, and sixteen have succeeded. The number of zombies outside is between one hundred and ninety and two hundred and ten.
Fu Anan counted the zombies outside again through the cat's eye.
Perhaps he was too absorbed in the subject and didn't notice a zombie approaching slowly, until it blocked the cat's eye.
Bang-
The zombie banged its head against the door, and Fu Anan was so scared that he fell to the ground.
Perhaps it heard the noise, the zombie hit harder, attracting other zombies in the corridor.
wipe!
Fu Anan took several steps back, holding tightly in his hand the kitchen knife he had taken from the kitchen.
At this moment, there was a sound of a door opening, and someone else ran to the kitchen. This happened to attract the zombies at her door.
Fu Anan leaned on the door and looked out. It was the fat man who lived opposite her.
After not seeing him for a few days, the fat guy had become thinner due to hunger.
Fu Anan looked at him in surprise. He had been scratched by zombies before, but he did not mutate!
Is he an exception
Or does the mutation only spread if you are bitten by a zombie
Fu Anan watched the fat man run to the kitchen door and hide in the kitchen. In the next two days, no one escaped to the kitchen anymore.
Fu Anan guessed that there might be no one in the other rooms, and she was the only one left in the middle and rear section of the cabin.
Day 18 of Sailing Survival
Fu Anan listened to the sounds of zombies walking back and forth and banging against the wall outside. She even had to eat an apple slowly, not daring to make too much noise.
In addition, there was a problem with the water source. Two days ago, the water in the tap turned yellow and had a faint fishy smell.
Fortunately, there were space props, and there were still thirty-six bottles of mineral water in the space. In addition, there was one space of fruit, twenty-seven bags of instant noodles, ten pieces of whole wheat bread, and one space of medical supplies.
These things gave her a lot of sense of security.
Sizzle—
Fu Anan's heart skipped a beat and she looked up. Fortunately, the lights came on again soon.
Fu Anan stood up, standing barefoot on the ground covered with a blanket. It was a pity that she didn't bring a few books with her. In a life of survival, she could only pass the time by doing silent radio gymnastics.
Just then, a sound came from the direction of the kitchen.
“What, what are you doing
You can’t do this!”
save-"
The sound stopped abruptly.
A man's body was thrown out from the kitchen. Fu Anan's eyes widened. This man was the captain of the Homeward Journey. The zombies rushed forward to eat the captain's flesh and blood.
There seems to be something wrong in the kitchen.
Fu Anan could not see the specific situation, and there was no movement at the door. Only the captain's body, which had been gnawed to reveal a skeleton, stood up staggeringly after more than six hours and joined the zombie team.
The time it takes to become a zombie has become shorter, which is not good news.
Day 19 of Sailing Survival
Seeing that they were one step closer to success, two people, or two corpses, were thrown out of the kitchen this time. This triggered another round of scramble among the zombies, and in less than six hours, two zombies were freshly produced.
The corpse transformation time is shorter.
Fu Anan tightly squeezed the homemade stress-relieving ball, trying to relieve tension, pressure and fear.
Relax, as long as she stays in the room and doesn't make any noise, she will be safe. Fu Anan kept comforting herself in her heart, there are still eleven days!
Clang clang clang
A cell phone was thrown from the kitchen and landed in the back of the hallway.
(End of this chapter)