Fu Anan stood in front of the door and continued to observe the zombies outside through the peephole.
It took four hours for the new zombies to mutate, so the time was shortened again.
In addition to the gradual shortening of mutation time, Fu Anan also discovered something extremely important—the ability of sound to interfere with zombies seemed to have decreased.
There was loud music at the end of the cabin, and the zombies were attracted at first, but soon dispersed. As if guided by something, they gathered most in the kitchen and in front of her door.
They seem to have a heightened sense of smell as well.
Fu An'an looked straight ahead at a zombie with a bitten nose and protruding cartilage. The nerves on its nose trembled wildly, imitating the way a normal person smells something. It got closer and closer to the door, and then its cloudy eyes met Fu An'an hiding behind the door, twisting its uncoordinated limbs and banging on the door frantically.
The impact was so severe that other zombies swarmed in.
Fu Anan hurriedly moved away from the door, took out the toilet water, and sprinkled the entire bottle on the door.
The zombies continued to move, and the furniture blocking the door was shaking, as if the zombies were about to break in at the next moment.
Damn it!
Fu Anan took a kitchen knife and moved the table under the ventilation duct.
He happened to meet Fu Yizi who had just returned from outside.
"What are you doing?"
"Hurry, hurry up, it's not safe here anymore." Fu Anan put the kitchen knife aside and pushed Fu Yizhi's head into the ventilation duct.
"Don't push it, I'll go down and take a look."
Fu Yizhi held her hand, threw the backpack behind him, and landed quietly on the ground.
The next moment, the zombies broke the door open.
Even though the door was blocked by the cabinets and sofas, the gap in the door was enough for one person to enter and exit. The zombies smelled the smell and squeezed into the room frantically.
Fu Yizhi's pistol was equipped with a silencer, and after a few muffled thuds, the zombie in the front fell down. The next moment, Fu Yizhi reached out and pulled the long table next to him across the door, and kicked the zombie at the door, causing the zombies behind him to fall back like dominoes.
Fu Anan watched Fu Yizhi throw something outside and close the door in one smooth motion.
The loud music briefly attracted the zombies' attention. Fu Anan took out another bottle of insecticide and sprayed it at the door.
"What's going on?"
Fu Yizhi smelled the smell and took two steps back.
"These zombies are evolving!" Fu Anan looked at the two corpses at the door with lingering fear, and sprayed insecticide on Fu Yizhi.
Seeing that he was disgusted, there was nothing I could do, "Just make do with it. I'm out of toilet water, so I can only use this to cover up the smell."
"Have they evolved their sense of smell?"
"Yeah." Fu An'an nodded, "I think to be more precise, this virus has been evolving."
Fu Anan took out her notes and said, "It's not just the sense of smell that has become stronger. According to my records, it took two and a half days for Brother Li to be infected by the virus, and less than two days for Doctor Song and Master Zhu. The further back in time, the shorter the time it takes for the virus to mutate, and now it's less than four hours."
Fu Yizhi took the record written by Fu Anan and looked at it. "You wrote it very carefully."
"It's all for survival." Fu Anan squatted in front of the two corpses. Looking at their current state, he felt like vomiting. "What should we do with these two?"
"It's piled on the door." Fu Yizhi took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers. "According to what you said, this room may not be able to hold up in a short time. We need to find another safe place as soon as possible."
(End of this chapter)