The truck exploded with a loud noise, and the sound quickly attracted the attention of survivors Hu Jin and others.
"Holy shit! Brother Hu, look there's an explosion!!" Qiu Jianshu came to the window first and pointed at the ball of fire on the left and exclaimed. Hu Jin and others went over one after another, but due to the limited window angle, they could only see a little red fire on the left side of the dormitory building. If they wanted to see the whole picture, they had to go downstairs, but none of them dared to go downstairs.
Yesterday, a group of them finally plucked up the courage to go to the first floor and open the door. Maybe it was because the 9 people made too much noise. They walked only more than 40 meters. Hu Jin was about to reach the school store. Suddenly, there were three zombies. They chased them from one side of the playground. The boys closest to the zombies were probably too frightened. They dropped their weapons and ran away. The rest of them had suppressed their fear and came down, but they saw the chasing zombies and their escaping companions. , unable to hold on any longer, they fled back to the dormitory building in a hurry. At first, Hu Jin tried to pretend to appease everyone and calmly resist, but when he saw that everyone else had run away, leaving him alone, he fled back to the dormitory building in panic.
After this incident, Hu Jin and others were completely frightened and stayed in the dormitory on the fifth floor without daring to open the door.
"How could there be an explosion? Could it be that the army sent people to rescue us?" Zhang Ping shouted excitedly, and a trace of excitement and hope appeared on the waxy faces of others. Hu Jin initially thought that the explosion was caused by the army mopping up zombies, but after listening for a while, he felt something was wrong. If the army was fighting zombies, with the number and aggressiveness of the zombies, the battle would last for at least several minutes, but this explosion It only exploded once, but there was no movement, and there was no gunfire. It seemed that the explosion was more like an accident. However, for an explosion that made such a big noise, at least the fuel tank of the car had exploded. It might have been a large truck, but the car was fine. Why did it suddenly explode?
Could it be...that someone set it off on purpose? ? ! !
Hu Jin was startled by this idea. Exploding a car is not something you can do casually. You must at least open the fuel tank lock, draw out the oil, and then light it on fire. This not only requires that person to make a plan in advance, but also to be calm and decisive. What's more important is that there is a world of zombies outside, and the car bomber must be on guard against zombie attacks at all times while methodically unpacking the car to get oil and ignite it. And most importantly, why did the survivor blow up the car?
Nowadays, there are zombies everywhere outside. The survivors who have finally survived do not hide behind the door and linger like rats in the sewer, nor do they sneak around to get some food from store canteens or even trash cans. Instead, they take huge risks and Do you have the energy to blow up a car on the side of the road? What is he planning? Do you have a perverted fetish for explosions? Why is he so weird and perverted like the murderer on the fourth floor?
Wait, there is food and water in the murderer's room on the fourth floor. He will definitely not have to worry about eating and drinking. And yesterday he dared to go out alone with a knife to kill zombies! At this time, the only one who is still in the mood to plan and carry out bombing of cars is the perverted murderer on the fourth floor who is not afraid of anything. Oh my God, what kind of pervert is that on the fourth floor? Not only is he not afraid of zombies, but he is also When I was short of food, I took the initiative to go out and kill zombies. Today I even went to blow up a car! Is he an extreme terrorist from Central Asia? Yesterday I actually wanted to kidnap him with morality and force him to hand over food and water. I'm lucky if he doesn't go crazy and stab me to death. I will definitely stay away from this anti-social terrorist person and never interact with him! Hu Jin silently labeled Zhou Quan as a "terrorist", "antisocial pervert" and "a murderer", and later told his juniors not to conflict with Zhou Quan, no, not to have any contact with him. ! Don't touch it! Don't let that perverted madman Zhou Quan get mad and run upstairs and blow up this place...
Zhou Quan naturally didn't know that he had been transformed into a fanatical and extremely perverted terrorist by Hu Jin, but even if he knew, he didn't bother to care. As long as the other party didn't hinder his way forward, they could think whatever they wanted.
It was already the morning of the third day when Zhou Quan woke up. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty. After confirming the date and time, he sat down on a chair and began to take off his clothes. He first washed his body with water and wiped the water dry. Pick up iodine, medical cotton swabs and bandages, and start disinfecting and bandaging the wounds.
The scars on the body are mainly abrasions caused when the body rolls and rubs on the ground. There are epidermal damage on the elbows, forehead, back and other parts. If not disinfected and bandaged in time, bacterial infection may occur.
When the iodine touched the wound, a severe pain touching the nerve endings was instantly transmitted to Zhou Quan's brain. Even the extremely patient Zhou Quan couldn't help but take a breath, but he gritted his teeth and refused. He screamed because he knew that this little bit of nerve pain was nothing compared to the difficulties and pain he would encounter in the future. If he couldn't bear the pain and was even afraid of it, then he would be destined to walk on a thorny road in the future. Not far away, thinking of this, Zhou Quan's eyes flashed with firmness and cruelty. He directly applied all the iodine on the wound, then gritted his teeth and held his breath while wrapping a bandage.
After treating the wound, Zhou Quan changed into a set of clean clothes, took milk, bread, bagged chicken legs and other delicacies to the balcony, where he ate and enjoyed the temporary tranquility leisurely.
He doesn't plan to go out to kill zombies to collect life force today. He needs to have a good rest and relax his body and mind. Ever since that mysterious giant eyeball instilled a large number of future memory fragments into himself, Zhou Quan has never stopped for a moment. When he's not collecting and making survival tools and weapons, he's scouting the terrain to kill zombies. Even when he's resting at night, he's thinking and inferring the information about future memory fragments over and over again, trying to connect and piece together a picture of time among countless fragmented pictures. Axis and event map, his spirit was close to collapse, and his body was also exhausted from not getting enough rest. It was not until the moment he was blown away by the shock wave of the truck explosion yesterday that he knew he needed rest, real rest.
Relaxation is the best way
After eating and drinking, Zhou Quan opened his backpack and put compressed biscuits, bagged chicken steaks, and sports drinks into the backpack in order according to the number of survivors yesterday. Then he zipped up the zipper, took the watermelon knife and left the dormitory door.
This time, he didn't lock the door
Because this time he went directly to the survivors upstairs.
Based on the characteristics of the outer and inner locks on the dormitory door, Zhou Quan easily found the room where the survivor was. He knocked on the dormitory door gently, and then said calmly: "I am from the fourth floor and want to make a deal with you. I also brought a lot of food. If it’s convenient, open the door and talk.”
After knocking on the door again, Zhou Quan took a step back and stopped talking, quietly waiting for the door to open.
There were relatively chaotic sounds coming from inside the door, some were noisy, some were retorting, some were persuading, some were pleading, and some were swearing. But no matter what, Zhou Quan knew that the door would definitely open, because the person inside was already close to three. Haven't eaten for days
The pursuit of energy is always the goal and direction of the evolution of all living things. Hunger is an existence that is more terrifying and uncomfortable than pain.
Zhou Quan had already discovered on the balcony that due to the explosion, the number of zombies near the dormitory building had increased a lot today. Maybe the zombies had gathered yesterday. Faced with so many zombies, let alone a few helpless ones. Strong college students, even if they have weapons, armor, experience and courage, do not dare to go out rashly. Coupled with fear, they may not have gone out in the past few days. So there will definitely be a shortage of food
"Creak--" As Zhou Quan expected, the door finally opened.
What came into view was a young face with a yellowish complexion and dull eyes.
"My name is Zhang Ping, what do you want to trade?" Zhang Ping's voice was weak because he hadn't eaten for several days. He and other classmates were frightened after listening to Hu Jin's analysis of Zhou Quan in the morning. Yesterday, he actually scolded a perverted murderer for being selfish and heartless and not knowing how to help his classmates. Now that he thinks about it, it's really ridiculous. When he started to hear Zhou Quan say that he opened the door for trading, he and other classmates were frightened. There was resistance and worry on his face, but when Zhou Quan said he had brought food, all Zhang Ping's resistance and worries were swept away and he insisted on opening the door.
He was afraid of hunger. Before the end of the world, he had a lot of living expenses. In addition to eating in the canteen, he often ordered takeout barbecue and snacks. He had never felt how terrible the feeling of hunger was. He also laughed with his friends many times and said that he wanted to go to the gym. Exercise to lose weight. But since eating what was probably the last takeaway in his life the night before yesterday, he has not eaten any food at all. Counting now, he has not eaten for two and a half days. Hunger and emptiness torture him all the time. When he When his stomach growled with hunger, he could only run to the toilet and drink tap water. Even though the tap water had a strange metallic taste, he felt it was very sweet.
Zhou Quan placed the watermelon knife horizontally on his chest and replied expressionlessly: "The transaction is very simple. I want your mobile phone, laptop, and tablet. One electronic product is exchanged for a piece of compressed biscuit, a bag of chicken steak, and a bottle of Sports drinks, change or not, I won’t accept haggling, this is your chance.”
Zhang Ping didn't hesitate at all, and said quickly: "Change, change! I'll change, you wait for me to get it for you!" After saying that, he trotted back to his dormitory to get something.
Seeing Zhang Ping's action, and the uncontrollable hunger, the other survivors stopped worrying and calculating whether the deal was worth it. They all took out their laptops, tablets and mobile phones to exchange food with Zhou Quan. Even Hu Jin, who saw everything like a scourge, couldn't care less about his fear and took out his mobile phone to exchange food.
Zhou Quan did not expect that these survivors were quite wealthy. Not only did they own a three-piece set of mobile phones, laptops and tablets, some people also owned two or three mobile phones alone. The food in the bag was definitely not enough, so Zhou Quan asked the survivors to fully charge the electronic products to be exchanged, clear all the passwords, and place them in the corridor by name. He went down first to get more food and exchanged them one by one.
About half an hour later, Zhou Zhou, carrying a large bag on his back, a suitcase in his left hand, and a bag and a watermelon knife in his right hand, came to the 5th floor to conduct transactions in a strenuous state.
The first was Zhang Ping. He cleared his cell phone and computer passwords in front of everyone. He didn’t even delete his personal information. He just handed it to Zhou Quan. After checking his cell phone and laptop, Zhou Quan readily handed him two yuan. Compressed biscuits, two bags of chicken steaks and two bottles of sports drinks. He also thoughtfully told the other party that if you eat too many compressed biscuits at one time, it would be okay to take a bite of compressed biscuits and drink some water and carry it for a long time.
Next is Hu Jin, this senior who just yesterday thought of himself as the boss, now has to bow his head and honestly take out his mobile phone and tablet to exchange food. He also has a computer, but it is a desktop computer, Zhou Quan does not need it. In the end, he also received 4 packages of food and 2 bottles of drinks. When he bit into the chicken steak as he wished and tasted the long-lost deliciousness, tears flowed out unknowingly.
What is happiness? Having food to eat when you are hungry is the greatest happiness!
