Wuming did not escape through the main gate or the big hole knocked open by the burly zombie. Instead, he jumped down from the balcony and then reached out to grab the fence of the balcony downstairs.
The zombies in the living room downstairs immediately rushed out to the balcony upon hearing the sound. Wuming saw the zombie with a big hole on his face but still alive, so he immediately let go and continued to fall, then grabbed the balcony railing on the next floor.
He took a breath and saw that there were no zombies in the house. Then he pulled himself up and stepped onto the balcony with difficulty.
After sitting on the ground leaning against the fence to rest for a while, he stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that this level was really too much. Even in his normal state, he had never felt so weak.
In his previous life, he was at least a member of the rescue team, so even if he was lazy, his physical fitness would not be that bad. And in this life, unless he was a baby, he was very strong even when he just came here. After all, his previous life was a hard-working teenager who really didn't care about his life when exercising.
He is now like a young man with kidney deficiency. Although his explosive power is okay, his endurance is a big problem. He will be out of breath after any strenuous exercise. He can achieve his current level entirely thanks to his experience and skills.
He stood there and rested for a while before carefully observing the situation in the house. No one knew what form the zombies would appear in, so he looked very carefully, even under the chairs.
After making sure there were no zombies in the house, he entered the house and picked up the fruit knife on the table.
With weapons in hand, he next began to collect supplies.
He opened the refrigerator and found that many things inside were moldy. He closed the refrigerator and walked into the room carefully. Judging from the layout of the room, the owner of the house should be a middle-aged man who was divorced or unmarried.
He did not find any women's products in the room. Instead, there was a golf club gathering dust in the corner. He picked up the golf club and swung it around, then simply threw it aside. This thing was not even as useful as a fruit knife. It was completely useless.
Walking out of the room, he then went into the kitchen.
"Oh, that's interesting."
Wuming was a little surprised when he saw the knives in the kitchen.
In addition to regular knives, the kitchen also has some knives specifically used to dismember large fish such as tuna. The longest tuna knife is almost one meter long.
Apparently, the owner of this house has a variety of interests. He not only plays golf but also cuts his own fish.
So…
Wuming walked out of the kitchen and rummaged around, and finally found a fishing rod in the cabinet in the second room. Sure enough, the other party was a fisherman!
He put the fishing gear back into the cabinet, then went back to the kitchen and picked up a few longer tuna knives to test the feel. The longest one felt good and was sharper than a fruit knife. It would be very easy to use to chop zombies. The slightly shorter tuna knife was also quite good. Holding the handle with the backhand, he could easily cut the zombie's nerves while dodging.
With weapons, he felt that it would not be difficult for him to survive as long as there were not so many zombies that there was no room to swing his weapons. After all, he still had his skills.
Walking out of the house from the main door, he held a one-meter-long knife in his right hand and a sixty-centimeter knife in his left hand, and slowly walked towards the stairs.