When the apocalypse comes, bring your handsome men to build infrastructure.

Qin Jian consolidated his supplies.

15 kilograms of rice; 3 kilograms of noodles; about 10 kilograms of beef, chicken, and pork, of which chicken accounts for the majority; and 15 eggs.

There are only a few handfuls of vegetables, and they don’t last long.

The seasoning is still enough, but the salt and soy sauce are at the bottom.

There is a link to Fat Boy's Happy Water, but unfortunately it is sugar-free.

There are still 3 bags of instant noodles left and half a bucket of bottled water left.

All that's left are some scattered snacks.

These supplies can last for more than a month, but I don’t know how long the water and electricity will last.

Qin Jian had a large ceramic vat that her grandmother used to pickle pickles and gave it to her.

She didn't know how to pickle pickles, so she used them to hold water in case of water outages.

Qin Jian filled the large ceramic vat with water, and filled all the vessels that could hold water with water.

After thinking about it, I fully charged all my electrical appliances and power bank.

He then took out a sapper's shovel, a bulletproof vest, a Swiss Army knife, and a hammer as big as an adult's fist and placed them next to him.

Zhang Yan kept clinging to her, which made her a little annoyed. The key point was that Zhang Yan was much stronger than her. As long as she didn't give him a direct order, she could hardly push him away.

So Qin Jian asked him to do some housework.

It took a day to prepare everything that needed to be prepared, but it was not until night that she felt hungry in her belly.

Qin Jian decided to cook a life-sustaining meal for herself, but as soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw Zhang Yan making Japanese fried chicken for her.

Qin Jian silently looked at the basins and dishes waiting to be washed beside him and asked hesitantly.

"Well... you will help me wash the dishes, right?"

After eating the juicy fried chicken and drinking a can of cold Fatty Happy Water, Qin Jian patted his round belly and happily burped with Coca-Cola.

Next, take a shower and lie down comfortably on the bed.

That's true, but when Zhang Yan also wanted to squeeze in and wash together, Qin Jian couldn't bear it and slapped him on the forehead.

"Get out now! Don't watch me take a shower."

Zhang Yan felt aggrieved at the moment and wanted to take a bath with his master. But the master ordered him so, so he had no choice but to obey and sit obediently on the sofa in the living room.

Qin Jian took a bath, dried her hair and lay on the bed.

She was definitely not willing to throw away the remaining ingredients for the fried chicken. She asked Zhang Yan to wrap the vegetables in the batter and fry them for breakfast tomorrow.

At this moment, Qin Jian has no desire to live broadcast, and it is estimated that no one wants to watch her game live broadcast now.

She picked up her phone and logged on to Dayanjiabo. The hot search headlines were all about people biting people.

Qin Jian clicked on the first hot search "A strange rabies patient appeared in City B!"

The most popular Weibo post for this trending search is a video of a man with blue V-hair biting someone: a man is jumping on another man and biting his neck, the violent man's "hehe" sound and the man below The screams penetrated people's eardrums. The furious man finally raised his head, his pale face covered with veins forming a horrifying contrast with the blood on his chin. He tore off a large piece of flesh and chewed it, while the man below spurted a large amount of blood from his neck, and the video finally stopped.

Qin Jian wanted to read the following speech, but found that the video was clipped.

Not only that, she retreated to the hot search interface and found that all the hot searches about people biting people were excluded, so she urgently posted a lot of tidbits about celebrities.

Qin Jian clicked on the hot searches for gossip news and found that they were all trolls who were swiping the screen and couldn't search by time.

There really wasn't much to see in Dayanjiabo. Qin Jian wanted to call her best friend, but she was afraid it would affect her. So I sent her a safe message.

As for her parents, she had long since cut off contact with the two parents who wanted to sell her to a 50-year-old bachelor in exchange for a bride price and buy her brother a house and a wife.

It can be said that Qin Jian has no relatives for a long time.

Qin Jian logged into the live broadcast software again, wanting to see if there were any reports on the zombie crisis on the live broadcast software.

At the moment, few fans in her fan base are online, and even if they are online, they don't come to see if she has a live broadcast.

But Qin Jian didn't care very much at the moment. She didn't log on to the live broadcast software for the purpose of live broadcast. She went to watch other people's live broadcasts.

Sure enough, the live broadcast with the most traffic right now is the "people eating people" live broadcast.

A man was recording a live broadcast of a group of zombies eating a middle-aged woman downstairs. Many fans in the live broadcast room said that the same thing happened in their community and that there was no food left at home.

Qin Jian watched silently as the zombies in the live broadcast gradually stopped nibbling on the middle-aged woman and slowly dispersed.

The middle-aged woman quickly stood up again, picked up the dropped plastic bag, and staggered to join the zombie army.

"It's so scary! It really is a zombie crisis!"

"What are you doing? Why don't you send troops when such a big thing happens!"

"Isn't this really a movie?"

"..."

Of course not making a movie, Qin Jian thought.

There happens to be a zombie in her house.

At this moment, Zhang Yan had finished washing the dishes and tidying up the housework, and was lying on her body, with an innocent look on his pale and beautiful face...

"..."

Qin Jian tried her best to ignore him and turned to look at her phone. As expected, the live broadcast room was quickly blocked.

Qin Jian's fan group buzzed a few times, as if they wanted to talk to her. But Qin Jian didn't want to deal with the fans at the moment, so he hurriedly went off the air and went to bed early.

In the evening, in a military camp, they were making pre-war deployments after receiving the order.

Ji Hui, the third-level sergeant major of the third team, led the female soldiers and logistics personnel to move the required supplies from the underground warehouse in full swing.

The ground troops were lined up neatly in the exercise square and were receiving arrangements.

A baby-faced little soldier, maybe because of his young age, he is a little bit shy.

Just as he inadvertently looked up at the starry sky, he saw a meteor with blue light flying past the camp, then turning back at an angle that was extremely contrary to common sense in physics, heading towards him.

The baby-faced little soldier seemed to be nailed in place, and the blue shooting star grew bigger and bigger in his eyes...

Qin Jian had a dream. He dreamed that he was slapped to the ground by a huge zombie, and then the huge zombie pressed his chest with his huge hands.

She felt it was starting to become difficult to breathe.

(No! Who is holding me down?)

She woke up suddenly. There was no such huge zombie in reality, but her chest was heavy, and there was indeed something heavy pressing on her.

She looked down and saw an arm across her chest. It was Zhang Yan's arm.

Not only did he put his arms on his chest, he also rested his head on his chest.

(No wonder it’s so heavy!)

But what surprised Qin Jian more than Zhang Yan sleeping on his bed was that zombies could actually sleep.

She silently kicked Zhang Yan out of bed and occupied the entire bed.

Zhang Yan quickly opened his eyes and tried to climb onto the bed, so Qin Jian kicked him down again.

Although she could order Zhang Yan to stop crawling on the bed, she found such behavior very funny.

This activity lasted for an hour. After an hour, Qin Jian fell asleep and naturally did not receive a message from her best friend.

"Don't go out! The base has fallen!"

The Qin slips were put on display for a week, and they lived a life of eating, sleeping, and eating.

Unlike some zombie works, even now, the network, water and electricity have not been paralyzed.

At this moment, she was lying on the balcony, watching the zombie activities downstairs.

Because the water and electricity were not shut off, no one in this community left home except on the day of the outbreak.

Qin Jian looked at the zombie couple downstairs standing hand in hand under the shade of the tree; the two zombie zombies were facing each other, sitting on the chairs playing cards, looking at the empty table. They were surrounded by people who usually watched cards. Other uncle zombies; a bald man is hanging out below dragging a blood-stained dog leash...

If you ignore that they are all zombies, this is still a very normal everyday scene.

Zhang Yan came over at some point and stretched his neck to look down.

"what happened?"

Qin Jian asked him doubtfully.

Zhang Yan picked up the salt jar and turned it upside down. There was no salt in it.

Qin Jian went to the kitchen to rummage in person, but found that there was really not a single bag left.

"Hey, you can't lack salt. You still have to go out while you still have the energy."

After all, we can't wait for rescue, and it will be difficult to live without getting some supplies.

Qin Jian went into the room and took out the bulletproof vest and put it on, then tied books and tape on his arms and ankles, put on a motorcycle helmet, handed the engineer shovel to Zhang Yan, and picked up the hammer himself.

Well, yes, even if you can't kill them, knocking them down is still okay, right?

The hammer in his hand was held just right. If he aimed it at the temple, I believe he could smash the skulls of those zombies.

And she won’t mutate if she’s bitten, it’s absolutely fine!

Qin Jian took a look at the cat's eye. At least there was nothing wrong within her visual range.

OK, you are all ready!

Qin Jian, who was thinking this way, of course asked Zhang Yan to open the door and take the lead!

What a joke, if you have subordinates, you don’t need to be a bastard.