May 27, 2x28, the eighth day of the apocalypse.
At four o'clock in the morning, the familiar alarm sounded, and was immediately pressed by a hand.
After lying on the bed and squinting for a few seconds, Feng Jing came to the bathroom and closed the door tightly.
Turn on the flashlight, wash up briefly, put on your equipment, pick up the food and drinks already prepared on the sink, turn off the flashlight, open the door, and go downstairs.
According to the plan, the nearby zombies would be gathered together by the two monster attracting devices. Feng Jing still did not dare to be careless. Using the faint moonlight, he came to the downstairs of the unit in Building 5 step by step.
Squatting in the green belt, thinking that there were two piles of zombies waiting for dinner a few dozen meters away, he couldn't help but sweat for himself.
He didn't hear any movement in the corridor until the sun rose. He quietly opened the door, walked straight to the elevator, and hid next to 101.
All he needed to do was one word - wait.
Today is the eighth day, and the water and electricity have been out for four days. The food stored by most people has been exhausted. Feng Jing lured the nearby zombies away, creating an opportunity for the target to go out for food. I don’t believe that he will not be tempted!
When darkness enveloped the earth again, Feng Jing, who was tired and hungry, chose to end today's squat.
May 28, the ninth day.
Nothing!
May 29th, the tenth day.
Nothing!
May 30, the eleventh day.
Feng Jing's food was almost running out.
He had been cautious and stayed out day and night, and he began to have doubts about his plan.
There was more than one person on the other side, and they were under surveillance 24 hours a day, so he was still discovered?
Is the other party a survival enthusiast and his family is well stocked?
Or maybe the other party had an accident that day when the zombies were rioting?
Or did Sister Xue see it wrong?
He worked in vain for several days and suffered from hunger. All kinds of thoughts tortured him. Every minute of hiding in the corridor was torture.
Not only his spirit, but his body could not hold on anymore.
Until the afternoon, just when Feng Jing couldn't help but pick up the ax and wanted to go upstairs to take a look, there was movement upstairs.
"thump!"
Mudd! Finally willing to leave the nest!
First there was the sound of objects falling to the ground, and then there was the sound of chopping. Feng Jing resisted the urge to go up and continued to wait until it got dark and there was no more sound.
Discovered? impossible!
Maybe the prey is more cautious, but taking action is a good thing, and I will keep you alive for one more day!
May 31st, the twelfth day, is the eighth day of the fifth lunar month. Suitable: nothing; taboo: don’t do anything else.
Feng Jing's fifth day of squatting!
In the morning, Feng Jing, who was lurking under the stairs, finally heard the movement he had been longing for. The target's footsteps were very light, but he still caught him in the corridor where the needle could be heard.
Without making any movement, Feng Jing, who was hiding in the corner, held his breath, his heart beat faster, his hands were a little slippery, and the air around him began to solidify.
Holding the ax in his hand tightly, he was sure that there would be no accidents within seven steps!
One step, two steps, the other person was getting closer to him, and he was so full of adrenaline that he even heard the other person's breathing.
Finally, when a corner of sheet metal appeared in his sight, with his back against the wall, he was like a tiger coming out of the gate, using the force to bounce up and turn around instantly.
He pushed the tip of the knife away with his left shield, then stepped forward and struck down with the axe intuitively.
There was a scream, and the other party didn't expect that someone was hiding behind the wall. He was directly chopped into the left shoulder, and the bone was clearly visible.
Fortunately, his reaction was quick enough, and he dropped the kitchen knife and ran away just as Feng Jing struck his second axe.
How could Feng Jing let him go so easily? The anger accumulated in his heart turned into motivation. He took two steps and aimed an ax at his back, knocking him to the ground.
The man crawled on the ground in pain, then realized he couldn't escape and quickly begged for mercy loudly.
"Brother, if you have anything to say... ok..." When he turned around and saw Feng Jing's appearance clearly, he was trembling with a bruise and swollen face and was speechless.
Feng Jing walked over, glanced towards the stairs first to make sure there was no one else, then turned his head and looked at the other person.
He is a man in his forties or fifties, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing light-colored protective clothing. One of the goggle lenses has been broken.
"How do you say it nicely?"
"It was all a misunderstanding that day. I still have..."
"puff!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Jing gave up his last worries. Before he could finish speaking, he raised the ax and swung it until it was cut beyond recognition before stopping to move his arms.
"I'd like to see what else you have."
After rummaging through the man's pockets, Feng Jing, who was empty-handed, thought to himself and walked upstairs.
Walking to the sixth floor, I saw the ajar door of Room 601. As expected, the hero saw it - bah!
Opening the door carefully, Feng Jing saw a photo of a man holding a boy hanging on the wall. His heart suddenly lifted. He was so nervous that he didn't even notice that the man in the photo was much younger.
After walking around, no living thing was found.
He knew that the words the man said before his death still caused him psychological pressure. If he walked in and found a child or an old man lying ill in bed...
Pushing these distracting thoughts out of his mind, he went out to inspect the upstairs and found a zombie body that had died not long ago.
After confirming that there was no other danger in the entire unit, Feng Jing went back downstairs to pick up the kitchen knife that fell on the ground before returning to 601 to collect supplies.
After rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time, except for half a bag of flour and a few bottles of beer, there was no other food at all.
The decoration of the man's home was several levels more luxurious than that of Feng Jing's home. It was so out of place when placed together with the bowl of white liquid on the marble dining table.
What a fucking ruthless person.
Weighing the ID card in his hand, Feng Jing breathed out: "Yin Weichun, be a good person in the next life!" He threw it into the trash can next to him.
Standing at the door, Feng Jing, who had avenged his great revenge, held an ax and shield, looked back at the half-remaining family portrait hanging on the wall, and closed the door forcefully. He did not intend to come back again.
Repay grievances directly, grievances disappear and hatred is resolved!
After walking out of the building, he looked up at the high hanging sun. His blood surged and he wanted to roar and summon zombies to kill him.
Feng Jing quickly lowered his head and supported his knees, trying his best to resist the urge to commit suicide.
what's the situation? You didn’t drink any wine or take any medicine. It was just a personal restraint. How could you be so excited? He didn't think much about it, now he just wanted to go home and rest.
Just as he walked around the corner, there was a rustling sound above his head, and he was so startled that he almost threw the ax away.
Looking up, it’s you again!
Wang Tao looked disheveled and waved his clothes feebly.
After several times, Feng Jing was really going to be psychologically affected. Is this position toxic?
"You'll scare me to death sooner or later, so speak softer!" Looking around, Feng Jing gestured to Wang Tao with an axe, and then said, "Is there no food at home? Why is it like this?"
"Brother Feng, it's great that you're okay. The zombies were downstairs that day. I didn't dare to say anything. I thought I'd know if you came over, but I didn't expect...
After shouting for a long time, the zombies still rushed towards you. I have been looking towards Building 9 for the past few days, but I didn't see you, so I thought something happened to you.
The only food left at home is drinks and milk. "
For fear that Feng Jing would misunderstand, Wang Tao quickly explained everything from beginning to end.
Seeing that he was so frightened and wanted to cry, Feng Jing didn't ask him why he didn't come out to find food.
"If you can hold on for a day, I'll come to pick you up tomorrow."
"Yes, no problem, thank you Brother Feng! Thank you Brother Feng!"
Feng Jing became beaming with joy for a moment. Feng Jing wondered if he had ever studied acting, so he tried his best to wave to him with a straight face and left gracefully.
When he walked to the door of the building, he turned back inadvertently and saw that he was still waving his hands excitedly. All Feng Jing's negative emotions were swept away.
As soon as he opened the door, a stench hit him, which made Feng Jing frown: "We have to move to Wang Tao's house tomorrow, we can't stay in this building anymore!"
Holding back his nausea, he looked at the corpses one after another. He found that the decay rate of zombie corpses was much slower than that of humans. When exposed to the sun, only the skin turned a little green, and the appearance remained the same.
With another question in his mind, Feng Jing knocked on the door of 1001, and got the same answer.
When the door opened, looking at Xue Ning who looked calm and excited, Feng Jing put down his ax and shield and took the initiative to step forward and hug her.
After a few seconds, Tongtong ran over, shook his clothes, and asked expectantly: "Brother, have you driven away the bad guys?"
Feng Jing let go of Xue Ning, picked up Tongtong and gave her a kiss; "Run away, let's tell Tongtong a story today!"
Seeing Tongtong's disgusted but happy look, he couldn't help but laugh.
Putting down Tongtong and asking about the past few days, both of them deliberately avoided the topic of Building 5. Feng Jing finally mentioned the need to move.
"Are you moving to Building 6?" Xue Ning looked reluctant.
"There is nothing we can do. There are too many corpses in the corridor. The degree of decomposition is not serious now. We don't know what changes will happen later. It will be troublesome to clean up."
Feng Jing looked serious and continued: "And it's called moving, but it's actually just getting some daily necessities and a change of clothes. We will move often in the future."
"I understand, I just didn't expect it to be so soon." After all, he was going to a strange environment and facing unknown dangers. Xue Ning was not used to it for a while.
Soon, she told Tongtong that she was going to visit a new place and play with her little brother. With the child's consent, she started to pack up.
Feng Jing hugged Tongtong, who closed her eyes, and sent her home first, then went back and carried things downstairs with Xue Ning.
Speaking of the condition of the corpses in the corridor, Xue Ning was also surprised: "The green mutation on the zombies is different from the green spots of decay on the human body, and the blood is green. It is obvious that there are organisms that have interfered with the normal physiological activities of the human body. As for the What kind of creature needs suitable instruments for further observation?"
"Sister, do you think they are the reason why humans turn into zombies?" Feng Jing continued to ask.
"It can only be said that it is possible, but it can cause such a large-scale corpse transformation, and this kind of creature exists in the human body. It is impossible for us to know nothing about it." Xue Ning looked thoughtful, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.
"And choosing the day when the solar storm came to erupt is probably not a coincidence. The solar storm must have caused the changes in this creature. As for why some people died directly, some became zombies, and some were safe and sound, there are too few samples to judge."
"It seems that we have to seize a hospital as soon as possible and find more survivors to know the final answer."
"You're thinking far ahead."
Without continuing the topic, Feng Jing and Xue Ning discussed the plan to rescue Wang Tao tomorrow.
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Summarize:
Record: 1.
Yin Weichun (5-1-601; number of people confirmed; danger relieved)
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