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

Qingling City slowly shrank until it disappeared before Shen Musen's eyes.

The two of them ran to a safe area in the suburbs. Suman's tense nerves snapped and he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" Shen Musen quickly grasped Suman's eyes, his eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper, and his breathing gradually became weak.

She put the person down on the ground, lifted a corner of the gauze with her hand to inspect the injury, and looked embarrassed.

Suman's wound had to be sutured, but he was in the open with no place to hide, and danger could emerge from the surrounding grass and woods at any time.

If her sense of direction was correct, Suman should have brought herself to the edge of the highway. She remembered that there were scattered residents around when driving past.

"Let's take a gamble."

Shen Musen gritted his teeth, stuffed a heart-stimulating pill into Suman's mouth, bent down and carried her on his back, and walked into the forest step by step.

Every time he walked for a while, Shen Musen had to take a break.

Only she knew how uncomfortable she felt at this moment. Her feet were sore and weak, and she had to be highly focused and vigilant about the surrounding environment.

Suman looks thin, but has a big frame and tight muscles. Shen Musen is walking with a 50 kilogram weight.

Halfway through, she noticed that Suman's body temperature was dropping and hurriedly took out a blanket to keep warm.

For half an hour, fortunately, she didn't encounter any emergencies. She almost cried when she saw the brick house high up.

"What the hell? Is this someone tied up?"

Shen Musen looked strangely at the four or five zombies tied to the tree in front of the brick house. After a long time, the ropes were tightened into the body, and a small pool of black corpse oil had solidified on the ground. The stench was extremely bad.

"Does anyone live here?"

Shen Musen tried to knock on the door, but there was a noise inside, and the zombies outside became more and more restless.

It seems that there are not only those outside, but also inside the house.

Suman had said before that zombies looked down on her. Shen Musen spread the blanket on the ground, put Suman down, and said with emotion: "Little sister, you better pray that I can win, otherwise we will both die."

"call"

Shen Musen took a deep breath, pinched his trembling wrist, and steadied his gun hand.

The lock cylinder was melted, and the door opened with a slight push.

A rotten face appeared in front of Shen Musen's eyes, with thick white fluid flowing towards her.

The next second, the bullet penetrated his head, and blood spattered on the door.

It was a bit unexpected. I thought there would be a group of them in the house, but there was only one.

It looks different from the rotting corpses outside. The clothes on it are very clean, and the degree of decay has not been too long.

There were no traces of bites. The body was thin and the sides of the cheeks were concave, like a mummy on display in a museum.

There were first-level zombies inside and outside the house. Shen Musen looked at the trees roaring at him and said it was important to save people first.

She turned around and helped Suman into the house.

When pushing the cabinet to block the door, Shen Musen's calves were trembling.

Even if it was my second time surviving the apocalypse, the sense of crisis was still indispensable.

When blocking the door, I subconsciously block it more firmly.

The brick house was not big, with one room and one living room. Shen Musen pulled out all the things on the bed, replaced them with clean ones, and took out the medical supplies he needed and laid them out.

I was preparing to relieve the pain, but found that I had forgotten to stock up on anesthetics. When I opened the mall, I found so many supplies that it took me three days to find them.

"Sisters, be patient." Shen Musen carefully cut open the dirty gauze with scissors and began to bandage it.

Danger is everywhere in the last days, and minor injuries and pains are even more common. Her bandaging techniques are pretty good, and she was trained with real injuries.

She reattached her broken leg and sewed the wound so deep that it reached the bone.

Also, the scratched half of the face was stitched together stitch by stitch in front of the mirror.

After entering the Stinky Water Forest, she got separated from the survivors and learned her life-saving skills one by one.

Thinking of this, Shen Musen looked at the wrapped wound and felt a little emotional. After all, he walked around and started over again according to the path of the previous life.

Return to the dividing line of the smelly water forest.

In the last days, she saw through human nature and buried her guilt.

I thought that things would happen in advance in this life, and I wanted to take the opportunity to miss it, but after going round and round, we still bumped into each other.

Shen Musen wiped the sweat from his head, returned to the front of the hall and found a comfortable position to rest, and then waited for Suman to wake up.

Until late at night, Shen Musen vaguely heard movement outside. She sat up immediately with excitement, and her eyes were filled with black.

"Are you awake? I want you to rest more."

In the darkness, Suman's clear voice sounded, and Shen Musen put his heart back in his stomach.

There were a lot of noises in the house, and soon, the dim light drove away the darkness in the house. Suman blew away the matchstick in his hand, and a puff of green smoke slowly dissipated in the air.

"Is it the noise made by the zombies tied to the tree?" Shen Musen took off the blanket and stood up to ask. She had slept for a long time and felt a little dizzy.

I found that the debris that had previously blocked the door had been moved away. The door was now ajar, and it was already dark outside.

The refrigerator door behind Suman was wide open, and it looked like she was looking for food.

Just on the top floor of the insulation room, there was a porcelain bowl filled with half a bowl of some kind of soup. It was brown and brown, with a layer of oil beads floating on it.

Shen Musen only glanced at her and then looked away, asking her if she was hungry.

Suman nodded, feeling her stomach growling. When she woke up, she heard the noise outside and looked at the blocked door to move to see what was going on.

"Then tell me."

Here Shen Musen took out a bunch of food and a few bottles of mineral water from the space. When she placed the order, she always picked what she liked.

But as if something suddenly occurred to her, she slapped her head and said in a funny voice: "Help, how can I boil hot water without an electric heater? Just eat some bread."

Shen Musen saw the kettle gathering dust in the corner and excitedly took out three flavors of small hot pot. Suddenly he glanced at the candles on the table and realized that there was no electricity in the room. He took out a few red bean paste buns and handed them to her.

Asked: "How is your injury?"

Suman took the bread and immediately tore open the package, taking three bites each.

But she is a beautiful woman, and her appearance is not elegant but she is quite good-looking.

Seeing Shen Musen talking to her, she swallowed the bread in her mouth, pulled off her collar and showed her the wound.

The gauze had been removed by herself, and the bloody wound during the day had been replaced by a crooked "centipede" surrounded by light pink new flesh. "It's healed, but I can't twist my neck for the time being, and the internal texture hasn't completely healed yet."

After saying that, he grabbed another piece of bread and started to eat it.

Shen Musen looked at the corner of Centipede that was blocked by clothes and felt that it was okay, at least much more proficient than before.

The speed of wound recovery requires a lot of energy support. Shen Musen looked at the three pieces of bread that were almost finished and took out some dry food from the space.

By the time Suman was satisfied, the food bags had piled up a small mountain on the table.

"Have you seen the zombies outside since you arrived?"

Shen Musen drank half a bottle of water and nodded, "I don't know how they appeared here. It seems to be man-made."

"Well, they are the same family as the corpse on the ground."

Shen Musen raised his eyebrows, how did she know.

"I found a family photo on the ground, and the faces on it match the ones outside."

Suman pointed in the direction of the bedroom.

Five people lived in such a small brick house. It was hard to imagine how they lived before death. Shen Musen looked around. Although the things were mixed, everything was neatly placed.

"The zombie you killed was the man of the house. Guess how he got infected."

Shen Musen looked at Suman's complicated eyes and shook his head.

"That's it." Suman pointed to the porcelain bowl in the refrigerator, "the contents inside."

"Soup?"

The brown color and the inexplicable sediment at the bottom of the bowl.

Could it be

Shen Musen stared at Suman closely, and Suman nodded. "It's just what you think."

"Ugh." She felt a little nauseous at the moment.