In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

The real danger finally came. It was a long night, there was no starlight in the sky, the global power began to be paralyzed, the whole world fell into chaos, and it was pitch black.

The howling wind was like a crying ghost in the dark night. No one dared to sleep too deeply, and the sobbing sounds of people and children could still be vaguely heard.

Shen Musen closed the curtains on the balcony floor-to-ceiling window, leaving the toilet window open for ventilation. The light in the darkness could easily attract uninvited guests.

She used a flashlight to fumble for a candle in the drawer under the TV cabinet and lit it. The flickering flame instantly illuminated the room.

The light dispelled the darkness, and she and Qi Heng both knew what was about to happen and looked at each other in silence.

In the second half of the night, Qi Heng couldn't hold it any longer and ran to the sofa to fall asleep.

Seeing that he was asleep, Shen Musen got up and opened the door to check again whether the outermost iron door was closed. In the dark passage, only the first aid sign at the top of the stairs was still on, glowing green.

She closed the door, blew out the candles, and fell asleep to the roar of the night wind.

When I woke up again, the outside world had changed drastically.

The roars of monsters and the screams of people went straight into the sky. Groups of black crows were wandering in the sky, stopping densely on the wires, and chirping in a rough voice, 'Ahhhhh'.

Crows eat carrion for a living, and only when a large Shura field occurs in one place will they leave the nest and stay collectively.

Shen Musen was woken up by the huge explosion. She got dressed and walked out of the living room. Qi Heng stood on the balcony for an unknown length of time.

A tall building in the distance burst into flames, which was particularly dazzling in the gloomy weather. More than one place, except for their building, the rest were more or less damaged.

Thick black smoke billowed in the air, and the chase mode had begun in the street below. Shen Musen looked at a few wandering zombies below and discovered them.

As she was heading this way, she turned around and said, "Stop looking and go inside."

Qi Heng was sitting on the sofa. Shen Musen went into the kitchen after washing up. He boiled water and took out the frozen dumplings and put them in the pot. She stirred them in the pot with chopsticks.

The boiling water rolled the snow-white dumplings back and forth, and Shen Musen took out a bowl and prepared to serve them out.

Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound as the door of his house was smashed. Qi Heng stood up abruptly, his heart beating in his chest. He held his breath and looked at the door nervously.

Shen Musen casually took out a watermelon knife from the kitchen utensils and signaled Qi Heng to be quiet. She walked slowly towards the security door and looked through the peephole.

Outside was a young man with a panicked expression and beads of sweat covering his forehead.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?" He was so anxious that he wandered in place, "Come out and help, the monster is calling. The monster is coming."

Shen Musen opened the door, and Wan You was stunned when he looked closely and saw a frail little girl.

But he still asked immediately: "Are you alone? Is there anyone else in your family? Come down with me to help."

"Don't go."

Wanyou was stunned, and the only thing that responded to him in the next second was the closed door.

There was a trace of resentment in his eyes, why could people be so selfish? Everyone was working together to help resist the monster. She thought she could be spared by being at the top.

He punched the iron door angrily, but the iron door was fine. He retracted his hand in pain, spat on the door to vent his hatred, and rushed over to help.

Shen Musen brought out the cooked dumplings, and Qi Heng could hear clearly inside. He knew that there would be no Virgin in the last days, and kindness would speed up his own demise.

And his primary goal at the moment is to survive.

The crowd below hurriedly moved things to block the exit downstairs and escaped with their lives.

One of the thick-armed men cursed and looked at the horrifying zombie with its bloody mouth baring its teeth at him.

He casually picked up a wooden board on the ground and covered it, "What kind of world, where do so many ghosts come from?"

He was about to go out in the morning to buy candles for backup, fearing that there would be a power outage at night, but as soon as he stepped out, something rushed towards him.

Subconsciously, he punched him and knocked him to the ground. This damn thing was worth more than Xiaoqiang's life. It couldn't be beaten to death, and it was so scary.

He was about to go back when he saw a woman holding a four-year-old child stumbling towards this side, followed by several monsters chasing after her quickly.

The resident who came down from upstairs later pretended to close the door. He cursed, picked up the trash can at the door and rushed towards it.

Use the trash can as a shield and punch one at a time.

He took the crying child from the woman's hand and quickly withdrew.

Fortunately, the people following behind came to help, pulled them in, and sealed the door together.

Seeing that the zombies were blocked outside, people breathed a sigh of relief.

When the women who helped at the back saw that the situation was stable, they finally burst into tears out of the fear they had suppressed.

But with this cry, the noise outside suddenly became louder, and zombies bumped into the door.

"Don't cry, it's so annoying. It will attract more monsters and everyone will die!"

The crying stopped, Xu Fengjiao stood up wiping her tears and said flatteringly: "Hero, what should we do now?"

The crowd was panicking like headless flies, and they urgently needed a leader to stand up and speak. Everyone saw Cao Fuqiang's feat of beating down the monster and saving people with one punch.

It was unanimously agreed that Cao Fuqiang was the leader.

"Yeah yeah."

"What plans does the hero have?"

"We all listen to you. It was really cool to defeat the monster just now."

Cao Fuqiang is nearly forty years old, and his only hobby is muscle training. He never expected that one day he would be praised as a hero, and he naturally has a sense of excellence in his heart.

Looking at the adoring eyes around him and the grateful expression of the rescued woman, he covered his mouth and coughed to clear his throat. He raised his hands and cupped his fists and said: "Thank you for your support. I am Cao Fuqiang. I live in 2-1. If you have any need, Cao No excuses."

The crowd was excited. Due to the situation outside, they could only applaud quietly.

Soon, Cao Fuqiang selected some young people in Building 3 to form a guard team to protect the safety of Gate 3.

He suggested that every household save supplies and jointly defend against enemies and wait for rescue.

After the crowd dispersed, Wan You also joined the escort. He leaned into Cao Fuqiang's ear and whispered to him about the call this morning.

"People from every floor came down to help this morning. Only the nail shop on the 13th floor didn't come down to help."

Shen Senmu still didn't know that because Zhu Yong asked her to dismantle the iron door last time but didn't dismantle it, it was unpleasant to talk in private.

Various households have given her the nickname "The Difficult Household".

Cao Fuqiang didn't pay attention. He waved his hand and said, "I remember that besides a couple living on the thirteenth floor, there was only a little girl. It's normal for a little girl to be scared. It's safe now. Just call her in for the next meeting."

Wan You curled his lips. He disagreed with Cao Fuqiang's statement, but on the surface he was submissive and said nothing.

In the next few days, Shen Musen stayed in his safe house and lived comfortably. When he was bored, he chatted with Qi Heng, and when he had nothing to say, he played with turtles.

Anyway, I don’t have to worry about food in the short term.

But the situation of others is not good. Some people who did not stock up on food in advance are already running out of rice and oil.

They approached Cao Fuqiang for help, and Cao Fuqiang happily shared his things.

But gradually I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had my first session in Building 3.

Shen Musen didn't go, but he knew the general content.

It is nothing more than each household taking out their own grain and putting it together, and distributing it regularly every day.

This proposal will naturally cause dissatisfaction among some people. Some people also retorted in the middle, saying that they had a lot of food, why should they hand it over, but they would not be able to eat enough.

The reason given by Cao Fuqiang is that people should not be too selfish. Sharing will allow more people to survive and wait for rescue together.

The days go by faster, the food becomes less and less, rescue is delayed, and there are more and more monsters outside.

Under all kinds of torture, some people finally couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide.

He jumped from a high floor and fell to pieces.

Shen Musen looked coldly at the zombies piled up next to the corpse, as if there was no hope.