Amid the howls of corpses, several people spent their first night in the villa.
At dawn, except for Qiu Yu, everyone had black panda eyes.
In fact, they completed the tasks assigned by Qiu Yu very well. The second and third floors have been completely reinforced, and the wooden stairs from the first floor to the second floor have been completely destroyed. The height of more than three meters can only be climbed up and down by an escalator that can be retracted at any time. So the people who live upstairs at night don't have to worry about zombies suddenly biting them.
But their psychological quality is not as good as Qiu Yu's. Not being scared enough to scream was pretty good.
"How's it going outside?"
Seeing Qiu Yu opening the unpinned curtains to look outside, Matli also moved closer.
"It seems that this is just the vanguard, and the number is much smaller than I expected."
Mattli took a look, and it was indeed what Qiu Yu said. There was no scene of corpses swarming on the streets. There were only a few zombies sleeping on the street like drunkards. Probably zombies would also find shelter from the wind and rain to rest. Compared with the streets, more zombies fell in shops, but they were only crowded together in twos and threes.
Mattli changed direction again and observed the situation in the villa area. There are fewer zombies to see here. There are only two or three in the entire field of vision.
In fact, this is reasonable. The entire villa is surrounded by walls and has only two entrances and exits. These two or three zombies were able to get in. I don’t know how long they circled the wall.
"Are you going out to find something today?"
Although there are not many zombies, it does not mean that there is no danger. Really speaking, Mattley really didn't want to go out. But since Qiu Yu said that this was the vanguard of zombies, it would not be easy to go back when the zombies in large numbers arrived if they didn't take advantage of the time when there were not many zombies to stock up on supplies.
Qiu Yu just looked out the window, not looking at Mattli's wandering eyes due to nervousness and entanglement. "No need. Let's take a good rest while it's quiet now."
Mattli breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether he slept last night or not, and his current state was indeed not suitable for doing high-risk things. "What about you?"
"I'm going out for a walk." Qiu Yu answered lightly.
"How can this work, you are alone..."
Qiu Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, I slept well last night."
Mattley smiled bitterly, "You know what I want to say."
Qiu Yu's smile became brighter again, "At this time, everyone must make the best contribution within their abilities."
"I..." Mattley thought for a while and decided to drag the other two people who were still sleeping, "Is our contribution just to sleep?"
Qiu Yu nodded seriously, "Yes, food is in short supply now. If you sleep until night, won't you save two meals?"
Mattley found that the other party's joking words actually left him no room to refute. And the sleep-deprived brain also went against its own will to think. As the eyelids became heavier and heavier, it actually agreed with this method of "contribution" against its will.
"Okay, I'm going to bed." After struggling for a few seconds, Mattley dragged his heavy body back to the bed.
After Mattli left, Qiuyu jumped directly from the second floor, which was more than three meters high, without using the stairs. In the past, this height, which was not exaggerated for ordinary people, would have cost Qiu Yu half his life, but now his feet were only slightly numb. This is without using the spread of perception to make the body assume anti-impact movements.
When he came to the kitchen, Qiu Yu pinned all the kitchen knives he had to his body. Although there are other options such as iron catalpas, axes, and hammers, for Qiuyu, kitchen knives are lighter and easier to carry. When killing zombies, only one knife is needed, which is much less labor-intensive than weapons that require repeated attacks to be effective.
After going out, Qiu Yu went straight to the nearest zombie.
He is not so naive as to think that as long as the zombies are dormant, they are just a pile of rotten meat that is still being slaughtered. Test your safe distance from zombies before doing anything else.
"Three point two meters."
Qiu Yu chopped off the head of the zombie that got up because of his approach.
"Three point one meter."
The second zombie lost its head.
"Two point seven meters."
Another head flew high into the air.
The data of only three was not accurate, but there were no other zombies in the villa area, so Qiu Yu walked towards the house where the old man was.
The door opened just after a few knocks.
"Old sir, now you have seen the monster and survived. Do you want to stay with us?"
The old man rejected Qiu Yu yesterday as if he had seen through the world. But seeing through it does not mean that he is no longer afraid of death. Yesterday's rejection was more like seeing all the residents leaving than what he said. He felt that when the monster came, it would probably be death wherever he went. Instead of dying outside, Might as well save some energy and die at home.
And after last night, seeing that these monsters are not the gods of death that harvest lives as soon as they appear, normal people should have renewed hope of survival.
The old man did hesitate, "But my legs are inconvenient, so I can't help at all."
Qiu Yu showed a sunny smile, "You don't need to do anything. At this time, just stay with us who are also human beings."
The old man began to frown in thought, Qiu Yu was not in a hurry and waited quietly.
After a long time.
"Okay. If I need your care in the future, I can't make no contribution at all." The old man pointed to a room on the left that was supposed to be a bedroom. "Because of my legs, I rarely go out, so I will buy enough every time." It will take a long time. Ask others to come and move it."
In addition to Qiu Yu's belief that every aboriginal person in this world is future wealth and must be protected, those foods are another reason why Qiu Yu invites the old man again and again.
When he first arrived here, Qiu Yu's senses discovered that the old man had a room full of food. Most of them are various canned foods that can be stored for a long time. As the old man can live in a villa alone, he obviously has a lot of money, so those cans are naturally not cheap. Caviar, beef, spinach, tomatoes, the variety is as rich as a large vegetable market. With these cans, not only can you fill your stomach, but you can also solve the problem of nutritional balance.
For other players, this is a game, and the old man is just a weak NPC in the game. Under the excuse of the survival of civilization, and under the temptation of those materials, he didn't care at all what happened to the old man. But since Qiuyu decides to integrate into this world, he will definitely restrain himself according to the moral values of this world. If the old man still disagrees this time, Qiu Yu will only leave first and make the next attempt.
"Okay, please prepare first. I will bring someone to pick you up in the afternoon. By the way, can I borrow your knife first?"
After leaving the old man's place, Qiu Yu left through the back door of the villa area again. Clean up along the way and test the zombie's awakening distance.
After the second kitchen knife was completely damaged, Qiu Yu came to the place where he sensed life activity yesterday.
This is a two-story commercial and residential building. The target's reaction is on the second floor. However, as soon as Qiuyu arrived at the stairs, he saw a strong man nearly two meters tall, with muscles so exaggerated that his clothes would burst, coming down from the stairs carrying a huge package.
Qiu Yu saw this scene with his eyes rather than his senses, so the other party also saw Qiu Yu at the same time.
"Is this your house? Sorry, I thought there was no one there. I just stayed here for one night and will leave now." Although he was using honorifics, the strong man's voice was neither humble nor arrogant. While saying this, his face also lacked a hint of emotion. The proper expression. But this does not mean that the strong man is a fool with just enough brains. Qiu Yu's eyes just glanced at the package behind him, and he was keenly aware of it. "It's all my own things. You can check it if you need it."
Qiu Yu looked confused, "No, no, this is not my house, and I have no right to check your things. I just want to find out if there is anything useful."
The strong man grinned, probably a smile, "You're not a homeless person, so you don't need to pick up things everywhere, right?"
"How do you know I'm not..." Combining his behavior and subtle words, Qiu Yu suddenly thought of a possibility, "Are you a homeless person?"
Although the tone was questioning, Qiu Yu had already confirmed the answer. With Qiu Yu's wisdom, he should have discovered it long ago. But the question is, where in the world can there be such an image of a traffic man? I don’t know how much money it would cost to build those muscles alone. In return, just walking around with these muscles and participating in some competitions is enough to support yourself. There is no need to be a homeless man picking up garbage everywhere!
The homeless man said doubtfully, "You should know from my appearance that I am a trafficker."
"What do you look like?" After seeing this exaggeratedly large city, Qiu Yu knew that there were still many things that would shock him about this game, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly and so unbelievably. "You shouldn't say, all of them Are all the traffickers with your physique right?"
The homeless man nodded affirmatively, "This is our characteristic."
Qiuyu struggled to reorganize his thinking mode, but the question was still out of standard, "Are there any special benefits for being a homeless person?"
The homeless man didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a while, he said, "You shouldn't be from another city where you haven't seen homeless people, right?"
This sentence contained so much information that Qiu Yu thought of hundreds of possibilities in an instant. In the end it was the tramp himself who gave the explanation.
The so-called tramp is not a profession, but a race that chooses wandering as a way of life. This race has always traveled around because of its ancient tradition. Adhering to the method of not interfering with others and not blending in with others, he traveled from city to city. When the first batch of homeless people came to Taishan City, they received many job offers because of their strong physique. But they all refused without exception. Over time, residents and homeless people began to live in the same city on two parallel lines, unrelated to each other.
"So you've been to other cities?" When Qiu Yu asked this question, he felt like his breathing would stop.
"No, this is the first city I came to. As for the other cities, I just heard about them from other homeless people."
"What are other cities like? How can I get there?"
The tramp thought for a moment and said, "I forgot."
Qiu Yu sighed, this was an expected result, "What are your plans next?"
The homeless man just shook his head. Qiu Yu knew that it was not that he had forgotten this question, but that he did not want to talk about it.
"There are many empty houses near where I live. You can live there. It's good for everyone to take care of each other at this time." There is still a lot to discover about this homeless man, and Qiu Yu hopes to keep him as long as possible.
The tramp continued to shake his head, "Sorry, our way of life cannot be changed just because of this little disaster."
"A small disaster... Do you think the disaster you are seeing now is all?"
This sentence stunned the tramp for a moment. Qiu Yu could tell that his curiosity was aroused. But in the next second, he returned to his standard poker face, "The road ahead is still long, I should go."
After exiting the stairs, he saw the zombies whose heads had been decapitated by Qiu Yu along the way. A flash of shock flashed in the homeless man's eyes, so he turned back and said a warning to Qiu Yu, "Try to adapt to this world as much as possible." .”
