i have a shelter.

"So there are people inside." Alexander looked around naively, and walked in.It was as if he had just swat two flies away.

George was slightly surprised by Alexander's indifference.After all, unlike himself, he knew that there were two zombies through the scroll.

These two unlucky ones seemed to have locked themselves inside. They thought they would be able to survive for a while longer.But one of them should have been scratched and bitten, but he didn't tell his companions out of luck, so that both of them died here in the end.George guessed secretly in his heart, walked into the mill, and looked around.

There is a lot of space inside the mill, and besides the many disused wine vats, there is a lot of debris and hay around.At the back there is a large wine cellar.

It seems that I guessed right, this winery has basically been completely abandoned, and even some grinding tools have been moved in.Then the warehouse inside should also be completely converted into a barn.He nodded, some hope rose in his heart, and he and Alexander walked towards the original warehouse behind the mill.

Everything he saw on the road was messy, and there was a smell of corruption in the wine tank, which made George feel a little nervous.And when he walked around a corridor and opened the dilapidated warehouse door, he looked at the roof that was still dripping, and his face became ugly.

As he expected, there was indeed some grain stored in it, and there was a lot of it, but it was all wasted.

While the barn isn't as leaky as the tavern, it seems like it hasn't been maintained for a while.Not to mention drying food.Under the continuous autumn rain, the contents inside quickly became damp and deteriorated and rotted away.

"It shouldn't be. It shouldn't take long for the castle to collapse. But this warehouse definitely doesn't just look like it hasn't been repaired for a few months!" George pulled his hair tightly, not wanting to believe everything in front of him.

There was a whoosh sound from behind, and George turned his head and found that the big fool was shooting the big mouse with a bow and arrow.

He gave the guy a hard look and stopped his stupid behavior.

"If you eat rats if you don't have anything to eat, there will be plague...I mean the Black Death."

There might be a plague here, so it's better to be careful.

Amidst the embarrassed giggles of the bodyguard, George secretly sighed, and walked towards a corner of the warehouse. He was still unwilling.He remembered that there was an underground door at that location, leading to the large wine cellar here.

The large wine cellar is actually the largest storage place in the entire territory.

However, like the storage rooms underground in castles and taverns, they are all used to store wine...

Kicking away some weeds, George freed the big heavy plank underneath.Afterwards, he swung the mace and knocked open the rusty lock, and with some effort lifted the heavy wooden plank.

Some dust fell on George's head, and the stone ladder appeared in front of him.In the darkness, something could be faintly heard moving back and forth below.

Scared me, I read the scroll, there are no monsters here, so the voice should be a big mouse, right?

Thinking of this, George tore off a corner of the cloak, and slowly wrapped it around the mace.Then, he took out some mixture of grease, pine oil and kerosene collected in the blacksmith shop in the bag at his waist, made the hammer into a torch, and ignited it.

The space of the wine cellar is very large, and the space of several places together is not smaller than the space above.And the environment here is much better. Not only is there no rain leakage, but there are also a lot of dry grass and lime on the ground, making the whole space not humid.

In order to store red wine, the temperature and humidity here maintain the most suitable range regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The entire large wine cellar is full of neat oak barrels, there are as many as a thousand.The source, texture, air-drying and roasting of these oak barrels are all very particular.And after casting, it was put into use after more than three years of natural drying.This enables those red wines to deepen their flavor and quality after years of precipitation, and gradually become mature products.

In this era, this storage method is undoubtedly very advanced.In other wineries in many parts of the mainland, the wine is often not stored for a few years.Therefore, only the most professional wineries will spend cost and technology to maintain wine in this way.

Because for other wineries, it is not worth it at all for the hundreds to tens of acres of wine land.The newly brewed wine is often enough for domestic sales.There are very few countries that can be sold.

The wineries in the Black Pearl Valley are undoubtedly the most professional, and they sell well all over the world.But in this cellar in Johannes, many oak barrels are already empty.Others have decayed and become rat nests.

There are only a small amount of oak barrels that store wine, and they are placed in the best position alone.There are about a hundred barrels in total.Although they have traces of being knocked by mice, they have not been damaged.

But apart from these wine barrels, there is no grain here.

Dad... Are you a little too greedy for money?When is this, you still put wine in the best place? !It's fine if you put the wine in, but you don't want to throw away the empty wine barrel?Why not free up to store food!George said fiercely in his heart, he closed his eyes and just wanted to cry.

But it's no wonder.Because those oak barrels are not expensive things, but in the heart of the lord of the big winery, they are all carefully crafted treasures, so the old baron is indeed not willing to clean up here.

Of course, if the barn above was well preserved, the food would indeed be enough for this small territory to feed for a year or two, let alone a barn in the castle.

Who could have predicted such an extreme situation?

But when that thing develops to the worst situation, everything is already as it should be.

Wiping the moisture from the corners of his eyes, George walked out of the wine cellar dejectedly.He called Alexander, who was catching the big rat, to his side, and the two walked towards the mill.

For such a result, George felt extremely resentful.

Obviously, there have always been people in the territory.But everything he saw indicated that they hadn't been working.

Why not fix up the barn?Just because of fog and monsters?Would you rather starve to death than dare to go out of the house and go to work?Beating the stone mills in the mill, George finally couldn't help but raised his head and screamed: "These damn fools! My food!!"

A citizen gave him a response. It pushed the door open and walked in crookedly from the outside.

George looked at the bald, rotting guy and frowned slightly: "Sight, hearing, smell... What do these guys rely on to track objects?"

He remembered that when the two of them first entered the mill, the nearest zombie was fifty or sixty steps away.If he hadn't found something, he wouldn't have walked in by such a coincidence.

I don't know if it was because I heard my own words, or because the smell became clearer. After the zombie came in, it was no longer as slow as before, but rushed over directly.

At this moment, a sharp arrow shot at it, and the powerful impact made the zombie lose its balance.Then it tilted its body, jumped on the dog to grab shit, and fell to the ground.

And the shaft of that arrow was also broken by the zombie's body.

But its body swayed, and it was about to stand up again.

"Don't waste any more arrows, I've said it three times!" Looking at the broken arrow stuck in the zombie's body, George pursed his lips, his face turning blue.Alexander told him before that besides not being able to forge iron, he also can't sharpen arrow shafts.

"Hey hey hey."

George rubbed the veins on his forehead.

The zombie that had stood up again rushed towards Lord George. The angry George swung the mace and smashed its head.

George exhaled, feeling the depression in his chest relieved a lot with the hammer.

Suddenly, like a firefly, a green starlight floated from the zombie's body to the scripture on George's waist.George blinked, making sure he wasn't mistaken, but he wasn't in the mood to check the scroll right now.Because he found several more zombies coming from the door.

Not just a few, it should be a dozen... No, it's a group of corpses! ! !

0007 Hornet's Nest

George opened his mouth and couldn't help but backed away a few steps, fearing that he would startle the zombies by making a sound.

"There's a hoe here, Boss. Why don't we dig some potatoes first? I always eat potatoes and rats." The husky voice suddenly rang in George's ear, which scared him so much that he almost jumped up.

George turned his head and found that the big fool was holding a hoe and looking down at himself.It was as if he hadn't seen the group of corpses.

George jumped up violently, and slapped Alexander on the back of the head, making a crisp sound.

He roared in a low voice: "Put down that stupid thing!! Didn't you fucking see that over there?!"

Alexander touched the back of his head and felt a little wronged. He looked up at the group of ragged children at the door.

The big fool was stunned for a while, as if he was thinking about the reason why the boss was unhappy.But then he suddenly picked up his shield and rushed over without warning!

It's like a bear knocking over blocks!