It is difficult for a while, and it will always be difficult.
With the idea of suffering first and then enjoying the sweetness, Fu Anan chose the former.
She parked the car at the door and went in.
It was dark inside, but I could still get a rough idea of what was going on.
As a mall that mainly sells home appliances and digital products, these things are too useless when zombies break out, so the items inside are not damaged to a large extent. Walking along the way, there are air-conditioning areas, kitchen supplies areas, living room TV projector areas...
Going further and further inside.
After avoiding three zombies next to the shelf, she finally found the shelf for the drone.
There are several models, and she can't figure out which one is better.
I think the more expensive ones are the better and the more difficult it is to choose.
Just as I was about to leave, I heard a faint scratching sound on the door frame next to me.
There was a warehouse behind, and Fu Anan walked over quietly. Sure enough, there was another zombie! Something seemed to be attracting it inside the door, causing it to scratch mechanically, and soon all the bloodstains were left behind.
Fu Anan raised the steel bar and poked it on the forehead.
The zombie fell down instantly, and she held the thing and carefully dragged it to the side.
Hearing the noise outside, the door inside opened. A fat man with tear marks on his face and quite fair complexion came out from inside and looked at Fu Anan excitedly and timidly.
"Are you here to save me?"
"I am not."
She was just curious about what was inside, and when she found out it was a person, she closed the door again.
Close it again
The fat white man quickly reopened the door and said, "It doesn't matter if you didn't come here specifically to save me, just take me with you!"
Inside was a small storage room. He was alone in it, thirsty, hungry, and scared. There were zombies scratching at the door outside. He really didn't want to live such a horrible life anymore.
He became anxious and his voice became louder.
Two roars suddenly came from the empty shopping mall.
Fu Anan frowned, holding the drone in his arms and asking him to run faster.
The fat white man hurriedly followed her. He screamed when he saw the zombies rushing towards him. His legs were weak by the time he ran out of the mall.
"What are you standing there for? Get in the car!"
Fu Anan started the electric scooter, and when he said this, he felt the scooter was so heavy that it tilted backwards.
The battery level of the newly-driven vehicle visibly dropped from five bars to three bars after he got in. Fortunately, they ran fast, and the electric donkey still shook off the zombies chasing behind. However, a mature idea emerged in her mind -
This fat man can't be kept!
Only buildings can stop these zombies.
After coming out of the mall, Fu Anan drove him all the way to a place where they could take shelter.
A milk tea shop with its door open appeared in front of them. They rushed in, closed the door and went straight to the second floor.
“Help, help!”
The fat white man was so fat that he attracted the attention of zombies wherever he went. As soon as he went upstairs, he was pounced on by the zombies who were already upstairs.
Fu Anan went up and stabbed him.
The fat white man looked at the horrible zombies in front of him, and instantly he peed, like a hawthorn that was about to be made into a candied haws.
I don’t know whether he was scared by the zombies or by Fu Anan.
Not sure if both are equally horrible in his mind.
But at least Fu Anan is a human being!
And saved his life.
"Thank you, thank you so much."
The fat white man followed Fu Anan like a follower, muttering to himself and ignoring his wet crotch.
(End of this chapter)