Seventeen big and small men were not built, and swept away most of the two rows of shelves like a storm, like a farmland where locusts passed through. Within a few minutes, all kinds of packaging bags and empty beverage bottles were scattered all over the place.
The male students who were gradually filling their stomachs lay on the ground in disarray, slowly appreciating the reality of rebirth after the catastrophe.
"Fucking finally alive..."
"I knew I would have come out earlier, I have suffered in the dormitory these days..."
"Fortunately, my buddy ran fast, and those from 317 were behind and didn't rush out."
"I went to this university, it's too terrible..."
Song Fei and the others are sitting in their daily necessities area, which is neither too far nor too close to the food area, separated by countless rows of shelves, there are two worlds. I can probably hear the voice on the other end, but not every sentence is real.
Qiao Siqi picked up a can of Apple Fanta on the ground, slammed the tab open, and took a long gulp. Seeing that the five friends were not moving after drinking, he hiccupped and advised, "Hurry up and drink some later. You may not be able to drink it for a few days.”
Everyone fell silent.
What Josh said was true.
Opening windows to save people is a good instinct in human nature, but human nature cannot be turned into food and water. In this state where the total amount of food is completely fixed, the more people there are, the less per capita.
"I really don't want to change positions," Zhou Lv said honestly, "If we can rush over from the dormitory, it will be considered a fate. If we rush again... we may not be so lucky."
"Not at all." Luo Geng also opened a can of drink, and the sweet carbonic acid bloomed on the tip of his tongue, refreshing the body and mind. Wait for a week or two. If the rescue doesn’t come by then, it’s really hopeless, let’s talk about the transfer.”
"Okay," Song Fei patted his thigh, setting the tone for the current situation, "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge!"
Qiao Siqi still couldn't be completely relieved, but after hearing what his partners said, it seemed to be quite reasonable. After pondering for a long time to figure out what is useful, he simply shook his head, put all the messy worries behind him, and regained his energy: "What now, continue to Happy Christmas Eve?"
Song Fei 囧: "You don't have to be so big-hearted!"
A few people talked to each other without noticing someone approaching, until the person greeted cheerfully: "You are quite lively."
The person who came was the one who said a few words to Qi Yan at that time. At that time, everyone was standing, which was okay, but now sitting on the ground and looking up, I feel a sense of oppression.
Fortunately, that person was very familiar with him, so he quickly sat down on the floor and showed his white teeth in a friendly manner: "Yu Zicheng."
They are all from the same school, and this is the case again, no one cares too much, everyone took the initiative to say hello, and the friends immediately expressed their kindness—
"Qi Yan."
"Mondays."
"Song Fei."
"Luo Geng."
"Josh."
"Lin Dilei."
Yu Zicheng was a little stunned when he heard that, and finally scratched his head: "I really can't remember."
The little friends were embarrassed, and then realized that it seemed that this was indeed the case, and they were unconsciously happy.
The restraint and embarrassment in the air gradually dissipated. Qiao Siqi handed the other party a can of Fanta, and the other party took it naturally, and asked while pulling the ring: "When did you come here?"
"Four days ago." Song Fei still felt a little depressed after thinking about it now, "Before we ran outside, we shouted for a long time on the balcony, but no one responded. In the end, we had to force ourselves to go out and almost didn't come in."
Yu Zicheng frowned: "You guys shouted from the balcony? Why didn't we hear it?"
Song Fei: "What building is your building?"
Yu Zisheng: "No. 5."
Song Fei: "That's right. We are in Buildings 2 and 3. If you could hear everyone shouting, the zombies probably rushed in."
"Those idiots, if you don't come out with you, guarding the dormitory will be dead." Yu Zisheng obviously felt Song Fei's depression, so he naturally stood in his camp and spoke for him.
But Song Fei thought it sounded awkward.
He secretly went to see a few friends, and everyone had complicated expressions. No one spoke for a while, and the scene was a bit awkward.
"How is the dormitory now?" Qi Yan was quick to think, and found a question that not only concerned everyone, but also allowed the conversation to continue.
Yu Zisheng didn't notice anything wrong, and when he heard Qi Yan's question, he immediately put down his drink, as if he was about to pour out bitter water: "They're all fucking crazy. There's no food, who can bear the hunger, at first I entered from the balcony Stealing, and later it was robbing, all fucking people are not human anymore, whoever has a hard fist can live. There are always people jumping off the building at night, I will go, it is quite spectacular, if you leave early and two days later, can you come out alive? It’s hard to say.”
Yu Zicheng spoke very straightforwardly and concisely. He didn't intentionally exaggerate anything, but these few words were enough for six people to make up the hell. Obviously not in it, but it seems to be there, it can't be said that it is fear or sadness, countless emotions are rolling in my heart, and I am so choked that I can't speak.
"What expressions do you have?" Yu Zisheng was amused, "You are so happy, you can eat and drink here, go and enjoy yourself."
"That's also temporary," Luo Geng sighed, "Who knows when the rescue will come, I'm just sitting on the mountain and I don't know what to do."
"Our place is not a natural danger. It's flat, so the rescue will be fast." Yu Zisheng sighed, "The most fearful thing is that your own people will hurt your own people. When I knocked on the door, I was really worried that you would die."
"Unless we are bitten," Song Fei lowered his voice and said every word, "otherwise we will always be human."
Yu Zisheng was stunned for a while, and finally pushed Song Fei's shoulder: "Stop pouring chicken soup, haha."
After chatting for about ten minutes, Yu Zisheng went back. Not long after, a group of people came and swept away the remaining sheets, pillows and air conditioners on the shelves, and it seemed that they were also going to lay the floor.
It's a pity that the quilts were all covered by Song Fei's bedding, and the rest on the shelves were thin and impractical. When some of them left, they seemed not reconciled, and looked at Song Fei's quilts with reluctance. Eye.
The six people were like a mirror in their hearts, but they all lowered their eyes and pretended not to see it. Opening a window to save someone is morality, but giving someone a quilt and catching the cold is just fine. Besides, the supermarket with this air conditioner is not cold, it may be a little cold to sleep on the floor, but the young man is full of blood, and it won't kill anyone if he cools down.
Perhaps the process of escaping from the dormitory was too thrilling for the group of students, and they couldn't sleep for a while. Until the middle of the night, they could still hear some talking and fighting.
Song Fei and the others were actually not asleep either.
This is a particularly delicate state, as if a new sharer suddenly came within the range that was already regarded as one's own territory. Rationally, of course they know that the supermarket is shared by everyone, and it is wrong to think of it as their own territory, but emotionally, facing new classmates who are more powerful than themselves, everyone will feel a sense of crisis.
The result of not being able to sleep is that he always wants to go to the bathroom, and Song Fei has gotten up three times this night.
After the previous toilet horror, Song Fei left a psychological shadow, and when he went in again, he always tiptoed, watching all directions and listening to all directions.
There are people in the toilet.
Song Fei smelled smoke when he was two meters away from the door, and when he got to the door, the conversations of several people inside could be clearly heard—
"Did you see that girl? I guarantee with my head that she is the flower of the Xinchuan Academy. I saw it for real when the placards were held at the sports meeting."
"Blind people can't see such big breasts, tsk, it's cheaper for them."
"Five playing one, is that enough?"
"Fuck, don't fucking talk about it, I'm hard."
"Hahahaha, there is no way, let's solve it by ourselves."
"Hey, you said that if you find a chance to fight hard, can you succeed?"
"It's no fun, the five people haven't finished their fun yet, can I give it to you?"
"Niu'er is nice, don't worry about anything, just have one leg and everything is ready..."
Song Fei retreated silently. He is not very urgent to urinate, and he can hold it for an hour by visual inspection, so let's hold it, and he will go when those people are gone, otherwise he will feel sick.
Sexual fantasies are biological instincts. Sometimes when the 440 turns off the lights, they will chat about which girl in the courtyard is good-looking, and who will have sex with whom again on August 18. Playful, frivolous, unscrupulous, even occasionally lewd and obscene, this has happened before. Anyway, close the door and talk unscrupulously.
But YY in the head and actually facing the girl are two different things.
When saving Lin Dilei, including him, a dead GAY, everyone was amazed. Lin Dilei's beauty is the kind of beauty that can take people's breath away. It is really beautiful. But after she was rescued, except for Luo Geng, no one really moved her thoughts other than her classmates. Even Luo Geng was honest and courteous, as if I just like you and want to chase you.
Maybe because he already regarded Lin Dilei as a partner and comrade in arms in his heart, Song Fei thought, so he had to walk away quickly, lest he couldn't help rushing in and beating people.
Song Fei didn't fall asleep until dawn, but he was groggy for the rest of the day. Fortunately, there was no incident on this day. Although the six people felt the delicate atmosphere when they went to the food area to find something to eat, in the end everyone maintained the superficial friendship, and spent most of the time in two places.
Before seven o'clock, Song Fei was so sleepy that he lay down directly, and this time he woke up until dawn.
Then, he woke up with a loud knock on the door like artillery fire.
The five companions had already got up first, and they were all sitting around. Song Fei looked around in confusion, but he still hadn't figured out the situation.
Zhou Lv patted his head, sighed and coaxed: "Touch the fur, it won't scare you."
Song Fei's eyes were still blank: "What's wrong?"
Qi Yan said lightly: "They hit the warehouse door."
Song Fei was even more confused: "We have the key to the warehouse."
Lin Dilei smiled mockingly: "They didn't come to see us. No, there was no communication at all. I guess they thought they didn't have a key, so they just broke in."
Song Fei: "..."
The day's plan is in the morning, and this morning's head is not well started, so it's not surprising that Song Fei went to the food area to find eight-treasure porridge at noon, but failed.
Just like yesterday, more than a dozen students almost filled the staple food area. Some were standing against the shelves, some were sitting against the shelves, and some were lying on the aisle. They obviously had different postures, but when Song Fei walked over, more than a dozen pairs of eyes But all of them looked over, and instantly built a copper wall and iron wall that no strangers could enter.
Song Fei was also the same as yesterday, he was not used to problems, he kept going when he should. But when he came up to him, he found that the shelves were empty. He was the reincarnation of Immortal Luo, and there was nothing to do.
I thought that the shelves were all eaten, and there was always some stock left, but when I walked to the door of the warehouse, I saw Yu Zisheng inside through the half-open door that couldn't be dropped.
In addition to Yu Zisheng, there were two classmates inside, and the three of them sat on the floor, as if they were the masters.
"Song... Fei, right? Look, I have a pretty good memory." Yu Zisheng sat on the ground without moving, and greeted him with enthusiasm.
"It's pretty good." Song Fei smiled at him perfunctorily, trying to go around the three people and go inside, but just as he reached Yu Zisheng's side, he stumbled over his suddenly stretched out leg.
"Fuck, what are you doing!" Song Fei was a little annoyed, it was impossible to greet people with a smile in this situation.
Yu Zicheng apologized: "I'm really sorry, but there's nothing to eat inside, you can look outside."
Song Fei felt that his IQ had been greatly insulted, because it was so huge that he didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh for a while: "There are so many boxes, you tell me there is nothing to eat?"
"I may not have explained it clearly," Yu Zisheng stood up calmly, patted the dirt on his pants, and smiled at Song Fei, "We found the place, and we broke the door, so the things inside are ours." Private property. There is food, but not yours."
Song Fei was really happy this time: "Hey, do you think I look really stupid?"
Yu Zisheng tilted his head to think, as if he had done a lot of hard thinking, and finally looked at Song Fei seriously: "If you want to fight us, it will not look like it."
Rather, yes.
But Song Fei is indeed not an idiot. It is not only a question of whether one-on-three has a chance of winning, but also a question of how much trouble will be caused by playing for a while. One against three, at most he has a bruised nose and a swollen face, seventeen against six of them, maybe it really is life and death.
The five friends all knew that Song Fei was looking for eight-treasure porridge, but he went to the food area and came back from the direction of the warehouse, and he was empty-handed and disheveled, so everyone understood.
But understanding and accepting are two different things.
"Really?" Zhou Lv asked in a very soft voice, so soft that he could hardly suppress the anger underneath.
Song Fei shrugged and sneered: "They said they found the place and broke the door, so the contents inside are their private property. There is food, but it's not ours."
"Damn it, it's fucking logical!"
Luo Geng was about to stand up as he spoke, but Lin Dilei grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly. He was still not reconciled, and kept trying to break free. Finally, Xiao Dilei snapped and said, "Sit down!"
Immediately, Luo Geng's butt was glued to the floor, and then remained motionless.
"If you can fight recklessly, I just got into a fight with them in the warehouse." Song Fei also said this to Luo Geng.
But Teacher Luo couldn't understand: "If you don't fight hard, you plan to outsmart it? It's just such an acre of land, won't people grab it after you take it?"
"How about... let's talk softly, please?" Qiao Siqi suggested weakly.
Zhou Yilu glanced over, fierce and aggressive.
Joskey shrunk his neck and fell silent.
As the person who was ransacked in the dormitory, Zhou Lv didn't think that things would develop in a good direction from the very beginning, but he didn't expect it to deteriorate so quickly.
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Lv suddenly grabbed the weapon that had changed from a sushi knife to a sushi gun, quietly scraped the blade with his fingertips, and squinted his eyes: "I can't..."
"No!" Although Qiao Siqi made up his mind not to speak, but it was a matter of the bottom line, even if he was stared at to death, he said, "Those people are not things, but they are living beings. We can't kill them all in the dead of night. Get rid of it and throw away the corpse as a zombie to eat, even if we don't know it, we will have to bear the blood debt in this life!"
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "..."
Luo Geng: "..."
Zhou Lu: "I mean, if it doesn't work, let's escape as soon as possible!"
Lin Dilei: "And why your persuasion is filled with countless feasible details..."