Fu Anan carried the wooden ladder and walked inside with a slightly relaxed mood. The closer he got to the container, the faintest stench lingered at his nose.
Fu Anan sniffed, thinking that the air would be better on the boat. She found a face towel to cover her nose and continued walking in the direction she had chosen.
Outside the cabin, Fu Yizhi opened the door and looked at the person at the door with cold eyes.
"Sir."
When Sun Caiyan saw Fu Anan leaving, she deliberately stood guard at the door and looked at Fu Yizhi with tentative and flattering eyes.
It didn't matter if Fu An'an didn't want her anymore. The man in front of her was handsome and skilled, and most importantly, he had a gun! After just one look, Sun Caiyan set him as her target.
"Sir, can you take me in?" Sun Caiyan showed her most delicate and charming side, looking at Fu Yizhi pitifully, "My companions and I had some misunderstandings, and now I am alone and helpless, and it is dark and scary outside."
Fu Yizhi didn't respond at all and just ignored her.
Sun Caiyan bit her lip, clasped her hands together and begged Fu Yizhi, "Sir, I don't know how long it will take for the freighter to dock. I can't do it alone. Please help me."
"roll."
The door slammed shut.
Being driven away like air, Sun Caiyan bit her lower lip, glanced at the door angrily, and walked away with resentment.
On the other side, Fu Anan continued walking towards the container carrying the wooden ladder.
However, the closer you get to the center of the container, the stronger the stench becomes, a smell that is particularly similar to the smell of a rotting corpse in the cabin below.
Fu Anan's pace slowed down...
The containers were stacked very high. Fu Anan stood at the bottom, looking at the dark red container next to it.
The feet of the container were rusted, and rusty water gathered around it, further rotting the outside of the container. The serial number on it was also blurred and could not be seen clearly. Fu Anan was about to leave when he suddenly found a hole in the corner of the container, and something seemed to be shaking inside.
Curiosity made her squat down and slowly move closer to see what it was.
Swish.
A pale finger stretched out from the hole, with bright red nail polish on the fingertips. The finger twisted stiffly in the air, and the sharp edge scraped the flesh, and black blood slowly seeped out.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash from the container.
The sound was like a drop of water falling into hot oil, causing a huge reaction. The things in the dozens of containers around could not stand the loneliness, and the zombies made unique roars, crashing sounds, and the sound of nails and teeth scraping against the iron sheets of the containers...
These voices surrounding Fu Anan made her scalp tingle.
Damn it!
Fu Anan threw down the wooden ladder and ran back quickly.
"Master Fu, something bad has happened. The containers in Area B are full of zombies!"
Fu Anan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and closed the doors and windows of the cabin.
Fu Yizhi was not surprised to hear this, his expression was calm, "It's not just Area B. Seventy percent of the containers in the four major areas are filled with zombies."
Fu Yizhi arrived a day earlier than Fu Anan and had already surveyed the entire deck.
Seventy percent!
Now it was Fu Anan's turn to lose his temper.
I thought the deck was safer at first, so I risked my life to come out, but now I have walked straight into a zombie den.
Fu Anan sat down on the ground weakly, silently wiping away tears, "This ghost game is so disgusting. It doesn't explain anything and just makes people step on landmines. There are seven layers of containers, how many zombies are there."
Fu Yizhi: "About 20,000."
"How do you know? Have you counted?"
(End of this chapter)