Chapter 8: The End of the World and Zombies (8)

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While several people were sleeping soundly.

Qian Hong felt that they were sleeping so soundly that she didn't even hear the sound of her beating the zombies.

She expressionlessly cut off the zombies' heads with a kitchen knife and separated all the zombies in the area. She sighed in her heart: "There are no peaceful years. It's me who is carrying the burden."

At noon, they finally woke up and put on their clothes shyly. There are some of their clothes in Su Jinyue's space.

Qian Hong had already quietly changed into a set of clothes by herself, and had no interest in looking at the young male's body.

She was currently cooking instant noodles, looking like a very good wife and mother. She turned to Lan Zao and said, "You woke up just in time, help me heat the pot."

She saw that the pot happened to be placed in the trunk of the car, so she took it to cook.

With the cooperation of Qian Hong and Lan Zao, everyone can finally have a hot meal.

Le Qitian sighed while eating: "I have come to life. I am tired of eating instant noodles. Now, I declare it to be the delicacy of the world."

Su Jinyue also continued: "Xiao Lanlan's heating skills are quite useful."

Lan Ze felt a chill after hearing this: "What a name, don't call me that."

In this way, everyone spent the lunch time "happily", and now Qian Hong is ready to count the amount of supplies grabbed.

Based on how much everyone ate at noon, she roughly estimated that the food would be enough for 5 days.

There are still 15 days until the end of the game, but it's still not enough. The male high school student has eaten so much.

Qian Hong thought that if she collected a few more supplies on the way and added her own food, she would be able to survive this round of the game.

After collecting the supplies, she could just find a place to survive until the end of the game, but she felt that a survival game would not be that simple, so she would go to a safe base just in case.

Qian Hong and the others set off again and spent a day on their way.

But at night, they discovered that the pure white moon that should have been hanging in the dark sky turned blood-colored. If you stare for a long time, your head will feel dizzy, and you will feel as if blood is dripping.

Qian Hong felt that maybe something big was going to happen, so she asked Su Jinyue to put away the food in the other cars. They slept in the largest off-road vehicle today and took turns keeping vigil.

Not long after the red moon appeared, it started to rain heavily.

Raindrops dripped from the car window, and Qian Hong realized that what was falling was something like blood, with some black mixed in with the red.

Qian Hong asked them not to open the windows or touch the rain, for fear that the raindrops would be corrosive.

Although Qian Hong killed all the zombies nearby in the morning, a few more zombies wandered over at night.

Then they saw that all the places on the zombies that had been hit by the rain turned black.

A zombie mutated on the spot, tore his face apart like crazy, then grew hands from his mouth, and his eyes could glow.

Several people were stunned, and after urgent discussion, they decided to drive away first.

Le Qitian said with lingering fear: "It's too scary. This is my first time to see zombies mutate."

Yan Sheng thought for a while: "Then will it mutate if we get wet?"

"You go out and try?"

"forget it."

Qian Hong activated her inspiration skill at this time.

[This rain can penetrate the skin of zombies, causing them to mutate and go crazy, and it can also make people die in agony. 】

"We need to find a building to hide in quickly!"

Qian Hong drove the car, destroying everything in the way with ease, but...

"Oh my god, yes, there is a corpse hanging out of the car window!"

Yan Sheng, the co-pilot, turned around and looked lovingly at the mutated zombie. Coincidentally, this zombie happened to be the one with hands growing out of its mouth.

Qian Hong's brain was thinking quickly at this moment: "Lanzao! Try to see if you can heat the zombies."

[Zombies are also dead things, dead and sick corpses. 】

Aizawa, who was named, tried, but the zombie was still stuck to the car window, as if trying to squeeze himself in.

Lan Ze stared at it, his eyes a little dizzy, and the veins on his fingers popped out.

Su Jinyue: "It's over, it's over, is it possible that I'm going to die here?"

Le Qitian: "Yan Sheng's premonition of death hasn't been activated yet, don't panic..."

He said don't panic, but his body was shaking harder than anyone else.

The car window was already a bit shattered and it felt like it was about to lose its hold.

Suddenly, the zombie with long hands in its mouth suddenly caught fire, and even the strange rain of blood outside couldn't extinguish the flames.

The zombie was burned until only a skeleton and a dark outer skin were left. He screamed and fell from the car window to the ground. As the car drove further and further away, he was no longer visible. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Hong could finally concentrate on driving, and asked Su Jinyue to look for something sticky in the space so that she could seal the cracks on the car window.

Then she asked: "Is this... your ability, Lan Ze?"

Lan Zhe looked at his hand blankly: "It seems... yes."

"That's so cool! Then wouldn't it be possible to roll flame rasengan by hand in the future?"

"...No, you can only set dead things on fire."

Even so, everyone is still very happy, at least there is another person in the team who can attack.

This very strange rain continued all night.

Qian Hong and the others also successfully drove into an uninhabited mansion and slept lightly for a few hours.

But soon they were woken up again, and the mutated zombies attacked the house like crazy.

Yan Sheng's premonition of death appeared for the first time in this game, and a picture of everyone being tortured and killed appeared in his mind.

He trembled and said: "I...my skills have a premonition that we will all die here."

Everyone panicked.

Qian Hong patted her face and forced herself to calm down: "Why are there so many zombies so early in the morning?"

Could it be that mutation has made their abilities stronger? Is there something about us that attracts them...

Think about it... think about it! It's too late... What attracts them is——

odor! [It’s smell. They can only smell the smell of living people. If they can cover up our smell, they can find an opportunity to slip away. 】

The inspiration coincided with the idea, and the original idea was correct.

Qian Hong made a decision immediately: "Su Jinyue! Take out the seasoning packets for the snail noodles and instant noodles!"

"No, boss, do you want to cook for zombies before you die?"

Although he said so, he still took it out obediently.

Qian Hong quickly smeared the sauce on herself and said to the four people who were dumbfounded: "Zombies can't see people and can only smell the smell of living people. If we apply more, we might be able to get through. I don't know if they have any Without hearing, we act lightly and do not speak loudly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining people quickly imitated Qian Hong and put on the seasoning packets. In order to survive, we really can't take too much into account.

"I feel like I'm being marinated."

"vomit."

"Like rotting rats and sewer garbage."

"You are not allowed to taint my favorite snail noodles, sour bamboo shoots and seasoning packets!"

Qian Hong pinched her nose and said, "Be patient, let's hold our breath and leave through the back door."

Qian Hong chose this mansion for a reason. One of the reasons was that there were so many doors, making it easier to escape.

Several people quietly escaped from the house surrounded by zombies. Although there were zombies hanging around at the back door, because the smell was covered up and they ran extremely fast, they finally escaped safely.

Su Jinyue sadly announced something: "Comrades, we only have a few packets of seasoning packets to eat in the remaining ten days."

Qian Hong wiped the sweat from the seasoning and felt like she couldn't breathe: "At least I can survive."

Snail noodles make great achievements.