Three months passed in a flash, and the whole autumn was about to pass.
My arm injury has healed. On this day, I discussed with Athena that it was time to leave.
Athena divided the last eight packs of Hunter brand rations and four bottles of mineral water into two portions, and said: "One portion per person."
I'm not surprised, I took a backpack and picked up my own share.
After three months of getting along, I already know Athena’s character very well, doing things absolutely fair, not taking advantage of others, nor letting others take advantage of myself.
When such people get along, I feel very relaxed and don't owe each other anything.
I called to Wu Zeyong to prepare to leave together, then opened the car top door, and walked down one step at a time.
The corridors were dimly lit and filled with a strong smell of carrion. It is no wonder that Athena and others would rather live on the rooftop, eat and sleep, than go downstairs.
The two zombies were standing in the corridor without the stimulation of sound and light. They were motionless as if the old monk had entered the calmness.
I carried the hunting knife and killed one, and the other came over. Athena stabbed to the ground very quickly, and her skill was not bad.
There are zombies on every floor of the corridor. Athena and I went all the way to kill, and finally reached the first floor. There were only a lot more living dead in the upper reaches of the road.
Wu Zeyong had already come down to the first floor, hiding behind the door of the unit, and looking at my hand across the road. I looked at an empty space and ran to the opposite side with Athena. Wu Zeyong opened the door and let us in.
During this run, countless living dead gathered around and blocked the unit door densely. I looked at the formation and couldn't get out of it today. Fortunately, the three finally got together.
Athena said: This is nothing. Two roads ahead, the living dead are even more numerous. That is also the problem of the seven of them who have not escaped from Yangshan.
The zombies in this unit building have been completely wiped out by Wu Zeyong, and he has unlocking technology, and every household opened the door for him.
Wu Zeyong led us into a house on the third floor. This is where he settled in the past two days.
Athena sat down on the sofa and screamed, "It's so soft!"
I said: "Ya
Dina, why don't you go round the city? "
Athena said: "Do you think I didn't think of it? There are a lot of zombies on which road."
I remembered that Sun Tu said that there was a tide of corpses flooding into Yangshan City, and millions of living dead were crowded in a small city, and they had to abandon Yangshan City. In this way, the density of Yangshan's corpse group is probably even higher than that of Demon City.
Wu Zeyong has a casual personality and said: "If you can't get out of the city in any hurry, let's stay here. I have also made bean sprouts."
Of the three, it seemed that I was the most anxious to leave.
I sat for a while, feeling a little bored, and said, "Go for a walk on the rooftop?"
Athena said lazily: "I'm going to go, I now have a headache when I hear the word "Tiantai"."
I asked Wu Zeyong: "Where are you?"
Wu Zeyong was holding a book and was fascinated by it and said, "I'm not going."
I was a little curious. The thief started to read the book and asked, "What book?"
Wu Zeyong said without raising his head: "A complete collection of Chinese and foreign cooking skills."
I sneered: "Cooking Daquan? What do you look at this for?"
Wu Zeyong raised his head: "What's wrong, I'm learning how to use the simplest ingredients to make the best taste."
I smiled, and said mockingly: "You learn slowly."
Athena said: "Wu Zeyong is right, we must learn how to enjoy life."
I shook my head, opened the door alone, and walked slowly upstairs.
This is a twelve-story residential building with three households on each floor. The doors were opened to Wu Zeyong. I thought amusedly: "Wu Zeyong himself may not have thought of it. His expertise in unlocking has been the best in the last days. Play."
I went up two floors, and suddenly heard a few whispers, a sound like feathers fanning the air came from a house. I stretched my head and saw that a pigeon flew into the open window. This little thing stopped on the sofa. On the armrests, his head was cleverly looking left and right.
With a heart move, I slowly walked into the room, leaned toward the window, and pushed up the glass. Now I can catch turtles in the urn, and I can fight my teeth at night.
The pigeon was frightened, fluttered its wings and flew in the living room, and suddenly fled into the bed.
room.
I followed in, but watched the pigeon escape from the cage through the window.
The pigeons in my hand flew away, and I scolded dejectedly. I saw that the bedroom was neatly cleaned, with a wedding photo hanging on the bedside, and the sun was shining on the dusty mirror frame. The picture of a man and a woman was blurred.
I pushed the quilt aside and lay down without taking off my shoes. Anyway, the master couldn't scold me for being rude.
There was a stack of books on the bedside table. I picked up the one on my head and shook it slightly. A cloud of dust danced in the sun.
The title of the book is "I'm Surviving in the Last Days". I flipped through it at will. I didn't mean to read it in depth at all. Who knows that the more I look at it, the more fascinating it becomes. The day will soon pass by.
The description in the book has no supernatural powers. It is completely the hardship experience of the little people in the last days. It is real and thrilling. Compared with the current world, it is simply a record of the little people's legend.
I thought to myself, who is this author? Wouldn't it be the journey back from the end times? How could it be described so truthfully? When I look at the title page, the author is called Zaixia Yin Tianchou.
After reading a book, the winter sun also slanted west early, falling behind the deserted high-rise buildings, and the afterlight passed through the gap between the buildings, like a peeping eye.
I put down the book and thought of Sophia, Xiao Ruo, Shaw and others. Are they okay in Luotiegu? Stand up with a sigh, and now you can’t go back anyway.
At this time, footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Wu Zeyong went upstairs while shouting: "Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang, where did your kid hide? Eat."
I felt a little lonely. I went out and said to Wu Zeyong, "What are you talking about? What are you eating here? Except for rice noodles, I don't believe you can catch me a fat chicken?"
Wu Zeyong smiled: "Fat chicken? You think it's beautiful, I almost forget what the chicken tastes like."
I followed Wu Zeyong downstairs and asked, "Where to eat?"
Wu Zeyong said triumphantly: "The pasta! I made it according to the book."
The two returned to the third floor. As soon as I walked in, I saw a large bowl of noodles on the table. Next to the noodles, there were three sets of knives and forks for Western food.
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