Without giving Feng Jing a chance to relax and breathe, there was another tapping sound from the door next to him, which frightened him into quickly standing up and retreating to the eleventh floor.
After a few minutes, the sound gradually disappeared, and Feng Jing, who had maintained a fighting posture, breathed a sigh of relief.
He put away his shield hammer, moved his shoulders and arms, and tugged on his clothes. After everything was in order, he went upstairs to check on the body.
The two corpses still kept their backs facing up, the back of their brains were bloody and all kinds of liquids were dripping on the ground.
In addition to the uncle, there is another corpse with slightly gray hair. It should be that the aunt has not escaped.
Speaking of which, I moved here nearly a year ago and occasionally met the uncle a few times in the elevator. The reason why I was so impressed was that the uncle asked Feng Jing about his marriage situation and wanted to introduce a partner to him who was single.
In the impression, the uncle seemed to have mentioned that the aunt was frail and sick and rarely went out. Feng Jing had never had the opportunity to meet her. He did not expect that the first meeting would be a life and death fight, if this could be considered a meeting.
Closing one eye, Feng Jing used a hammer to move the two corpses. No accident, they were both too dead to die.
He continued to sit next to the corpse for two minutes, taking the opportunity to recover his strength. After confirming that nothing had happened, he picked up the shield hammer and returned to 1401.
All rooms were rechecked and no other moving objects were found, and the aftermath work began.
After briefly rummaging around in the master bedroom, Feng Jing pulled off the sheets, took a coat and returned to the twelfth floor.
I don’t know if it was because of the blood that was obviously different from ordinary people, or out of self-defense, or because of his super adaptability. Feng Jing, who had no experience, wrapped the aunt’s head with clothes, lifted the body and placed it on the bed sheet. , then held up his hands and walked up, but he didn't feel a trace of nausea.
Putting the body on the bed in the master bedroom, he carried the uncle back in the same way, covered them with quilts, and then exited the room. He closed the bedroom door, locked it, and pulled out the key. After completing the operation, Feng Jing quickly found a chair to sit down and rest.
too tired!
He worked overtime day and night for half a month, and the food supply in the past two days was not enough. Even if he had a good foundation, he did all this by sheer willpower.
Putting the body back in the bedroom was not only for the sake of cleanliness, but also for fear of unknown dangers. It might also be mixed with a little bit of neighborliness.
After wandering around for a while, Feng Jing dragged his exhausted body to the bathroom to find a bucket and mop, and went downstairs to clean the corridor stained with various liquids. The happy moment finally came.
He first found the spare key from the drawer next to the door, and as expected, 1401 will become the second safe point.
First, he checked the refrigerator. There were a lot of rice, noodles, meat, vegetables, fruits, etc., but the only ones that could be stored for a long time at room temperature were rice and noodles. Feng Jing was not optimistic about the future power supply situation.
Then he searched the kitchen and found two large boxes of pastries in the cabinet, as well as unopened milk, drinks, and beer. Feng Jing couldn't hide his joy because he finally didn't have to worry about food.
After running a few times, he transferred the contents of the refrigerator upstairs to his own refrigerator and locked the door. Now he just wanted to rest and go see what else he could use tomorrow.
After drinking milk and eating banana, Feng Jing fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Until the sun set, the light and darkness changed, and Feng Jing slowly opened his eyes on the bed.
Picking up the fully charged mobile phone on the bedside table, Feng Jing looked at the time, "5:46 pm." Feng Jing stretched out, not expecting to sleep for so long.
There was no message notification on his phone, and worries about his family and friends came back to his mind. If there was no definite news for a day, this emotion would torture him constantly.
Sighing, Feng Jing touched his belly, washed himself, walked into the kitchen and started making his own dinner.
As for the method, there is only one word: cook!
He did not choose to turn on the light, and took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun to repeat the making process. Of course, it was not complicated. Clean it, cut it, and throw it into the pot.
Two kitchen knives swept away the long-buried depression and improved self-worth.
While waiting for the food to be ready, Feng Jing kept quietly observing each household through the window with a telescope to obtain useful or useless information.
There are five buildings that he can completely observe, namely Building 5 in the north, Building 6 in the northeast, Building 13 in the south, Building 14 in the southeast and the three-story kindergarten in the southwest corner.
To the west is the road, and across the street is a villa area.
The kindergarten is closed on weekends, so you can ignore it for now. Feng Jing mainly observes and records the lighting conditions of these buildings. As long as the lights are on, it can be said that there is a 99% chance that there will be people alive.
Observe each household carefully, not missing even the smallest light, and continue after eating.
He looked back and forth four times. When it was past ten o'clock in the evening, his eyes and neck hurt so much that he gave up completely.
Seeing the results recorded next to me, even though I had expected it, I still couldn't hide my shocked expression.
One household!
Only one of the four buildings had lights, Unit 302, Building 6, Unit 2. It was extremely weak, probably just the brightness of a mobile phone flashlight. Because the viewing angle was too narrow, the binoculars did not detect any flickering figures.
It was not ruled out that there were people like him who did not turn on the lights, but even so, Feng Jing could deduce that there would not be too many living people left in the entire community. He did not expect that the damage caused by this solar storm would be so serious.
Putting this information aside, Feng Jing began to make a summary, which would become his daily routine in the future.
May 21, the next day.
Achievements:
Two old zombies.
getting information:
It is confirmed that zombies are sensitive to sound, and the range of perception is temporarily uncertain;
During the battle, it was discovered that its eyeballs were cloudy, and its exposed skin showed varying degrees of mutation characteristics. It has not yet been found that it has any obvious blessing on skin protection;
The attack method mainly relies on scratching with the hands and biting with the mouth. The attack power of the mouth is unknown, and the attack power of the hands is limited and cannot cause damage to multiple protections;
After comparison, the movement speed is suspected to be restricted by the human body itself, and the mutation has not greatly enhanced the original physical fitness for the time being;
The head is its weak point, and continuous heavy blows can cause fatal damage;
Infectiousness is unknown.
Get supplies:
Normal food needs for two weeks (no power supply), and some other supplies.
In summary, food is sufficient in the short term; zombies can be regarded as ordinary people for the time being. Except for unknown endurance, their movement speed and strength are the same as ordinary people. In the follow-up, we will mainly observe their visual and olfactory sensitivity, and record the approximate range of each perception; continue to observe variations Regarding its impact, there is a chance to find more weaknesses; the specific cause of the apocalypse is still unknown (next time?).
Thinking of this, Feng Jing remembered something strange again. The bathroom door was opened inward. It was hidden ajar at the time, which was why he decided to deal with it in the end, but the zombies still rushed out.
Since he is not an expert on animal behavior, he doesn’t know the difference between picking, pulling, dragging, or any other door-opening action and pushing or bumping. In my impression, zombies in movies and TV shows mostly rely on instinct to push. After all, it can be confirmed now that they do not I would turn the doorknob, hoping that I was overthinking it.
Without thinking for too long, Feng Jing took a shower. The double mental and physical exertion made him take medicine and go to bed early. With the aftertaste of excitement after winning the first battle, he looked forward to the arrival of a new day.
