Survival in the end of food

The lights in the furniture store didn't go out until midnight. During the day, they were busy cooking and eating, and at night they tossed about most of the night. The group of people almost fell asleep after touching the pillows.

The next day is New Year's Day.

Sun Ning was woken up by urinating in the morning, put on his clothes and ran outside, and after solving his physical problems, he felt comfortable and ran back in small steps.Passing by Song Wenwu and others, I heard his laborious and painful low moans from a long distance away.

Sun Ning hated these people to the extreme, but he didn't run over and kick them like before.

For more than ten days, Song Wenwu's severed ears had not been well treated and bandaged. Zhao Shufeng and Lin Liming were like two mangy dogs begging for mercy, begging for food, and always ready to counterattack.

It turned out that Sun Ning really felt happy when he saw their begging expressions in the past few days. He spent the whole day thinking about how to be happier and how to find fault and revenge to relieve his anger.

But within a few days, I gradually felt that it was unnecessary.

Every humiliation and revenge of his will only bring them closer to death.

But after death, it's all over, how can I still know the feeling of pain and discomfort.

Today's winter is not the same as before. The temperature difference between day and night is more than ten degrees. When the night falls, the weather outside is like an ice cellar. After standing outside for a long time, the body is frozen.

There was no need for him to deliberately do anything more, the punishment of nature alone was enough for them to bear.

Sun Ning wrapped his clothes tightly and glanced casually.

There were two basins in front of Song Wenwu's face, one was filled with leftovers, and the other was drinking water with thin ice.

Zhao Shufeng and Lin Liming snuggled up tightly with Song Wenwu to keep warm, their faces were pale and purple from the cold, and Song Wenwu's expression was even more ugly, his upper teeth kept knocking against his lower teeth, and his brows were tightly locked.

Sun Ning vaguely felt that something was wrong, Song Wenwu's cheeks, eye circles, and fingernails were all black.

Sun Ning thought strangely, would a fever develop such a virtue?

The cold wind whizzed into the neckline, Sun Ning lowered his head and ran into the room at a faster speed.

Song Wenwu was still conscious, and when he heard the sound of footsteps leaving, his eyes opened turbidly.He looked down at his dead-grey fingertips, showing a vicious smile.

he is dying...

Why is it him? !

There is a big stove in the middle of the house, which burns all night and heats the surrounding ground so hot that it doesn't feel cold at all when sleeping on it.

Before the others woke up, Sun Ning stepped over the two sleeping soundly on the ground, climbed to the middle and covered the quilt, the warm quilt made him sigh comfortably, and soon fell asleep again.

When they woke up again, most of the others were already up, chatting and laughing at the fire.

The leftovers from last night were all reheated, and there were more than a dozen steamed buns placed on the edge of the stove. I don't know how long they have been baking, and the surroundings have turned golden brown and charred.

Sun Ning kicked Qiu Jianchang and asked him to sit over. Qiu Jianchang and the monkey made room for him, and Sun Ning sat down to eat together.

Food tastes best when it's fresh out of the oven, and it's best when you're hungry.

The meat with rich sauce is filled into the mouth, and the mouth is full of meat, which is really enjoyable.

After taking a few mouthfuls, there was a sudden violent thumping sound outside, and there were heart-piercing screams outside.

"Help...help! Let me go!"

"Oh my god—zombies!!!"

……

It was the voices of Zhao Shufeng and Lin Liming.

The two zombies pierced everyone's ears with sharp blades, and the iron tower stood up solemnly.

Why are there zombies here?Obviously, the nearby zombies have been harvested long ago... Could it be that there are still fish that slipped through the net?

The screaming outside continued, and in just a short while, the two had already screamed out of their throats. Sun Ning suddenly remembered that when he woke up in the morning, he had seen Song Wenwu's face like a dying person, and his face changed immediately. Put it all in your mouth, stand up and run out.

"Be careful!" Iron Tower shouted from behind.

At this time, Sun Ning had already rushed to the door, holding up the rolling shutter door with one hand and sending it upwards forcefully, there was a stabbing sound, and Sun Ning lowered his head to look out.

The sound of chewing skin and flesh outside stopped, and Song Wenwu raised his head with his face covered in blood.

Sun Ning took a step back in horror.

This time in a daze, Iron Tower had already stepped forward and shouted sharply: "You are too reckless!"

After walking to the door and looking outside, there was a river of blood on the ground, and the iron tower was also stunned.

In order to keep warm, the three of them leaned close together, Song Wenwu was infected and turned into a zombie, and Zhao Shufeng behind him was the first to suffer.

Zhao Shufeng's body was tightly wrapped and curled into a ball, only his face was exposed.

Song Wenwu bit down hard, tearing off a piece of flesh, Zhao Shufeng screamed in pain, his neck was exposed, Song Wenwu rushed forward and bit his throat, hot blood sprayed out, splashing him face.

Lin Liming was so frightened that he stared blankly at the scene in front of him. After a few seconds, he remembered to scream. Song Wenwu's eyes were full of blood. He raised his head and looked at him blankly. Wriggling back.

Song Wenwu put down the food in his mouth, and instinctively crawled towards the source of the sound. Lin Liming kicked his feet wildly, Song Wenwu opened his mouth with shredded meat, tore his clothes, and his sharp teeth sank into the flesh of his calf.

When the iron towers came out, this was what they saw.

"Help, save me..." Lin Liming hissed.

The iron tower walked forward quickly in two steps in three steps, raised the sharp sword in his hand horizontally, raised the sword with his hand, and landed on Song Wenwu's neck accurately and ruthlessly.

The knife was so powerful that more than half of Song Wenwu's neck was cut off, his head lost its support, and fell to his chest weakly, revealing a very neat bloody opening.

Sun Ning came forward with a few belated moments, Zhao Shufeng's throat was still spurting blood in small streams.

Iron Tower wiped his hands and stood up, looking down at the ground.

The rice bowl was overturned by Song Wenwu, and it was knocked upside down on the ground. Zhao Shufeng beside him was hopeless, his pupils lost focus, and he stared at the sky with his eyes wide open.

Lin Liming's calf was bloody and bloody, and the wound was opened carelessly, revealing pale bones, and the cotton-padded clothes were soaked in blood.

"It's hopeless." Tieta said flatly.

Sun Ning hated these three people deeply, but no matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that it would end in such a way.

Lin Liming's eyes were blood red, and his eyeballs were about to pop out. He looked fiercely at the few people standing in front of him. The severe pain made his consciousness more and more blurred, and he yelled incoherently: "You did it on purpose! I, Lin Liming, am sorry for you. , why don’t you kill me! Kill me! Bastard! I will remember each of you, even a ghost will not let you go!!! Kill me!”

Sun Ning said coldly, "Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill you?"

Sun Ning squatted down, looked at Song Wenwu's head with the handle of the knife, and said with a sneer, "It's better to die than to live, you don't know how to praise."

"Why are you yelling and cursing? Did we hurt you? Why don't you think about your good brother Song Wenwu? The stuff in your mouth was taken out ten or eight days ago. He has a mouth that can't be infected by himself. Let me remind you, idiots, he was awake when I woke up in the morning, look at his hands, the fingertips have turned black, he doesn't know what the symptoms are? Are you really stupid or fake?"

Sun Ning clapped his hands, stood up and said, "I've never seen such a shameless person who never forgets to hold two backs when he dies, for fear that he will have no one to accompany him on the road to hell."

Tieta frowned and said, "How could this be?"

Although things are done in an unreasonable way, people are treated as watchdogs, and the food they give is leftovers, but the safety is completely guaranteed.The water they used for cooking was originally snow water purified by crystal nuclei, but after getting acquainted with the people there, the water they eat has been upgraded to a higher level, and all they eat is clean and good water.

Although the quality of what they eat and drink is not high, it is certain that infection will not happen.

Qiu Jianchang looked indifferent, took a step forward, looked around, and said, "He ate snow water."

After more than ten days, the thick snow on the side of the road had melted away, leaving only the backlit part of the wall, where the sun could not shine, and snow piled up.

The water in the whole world, whether it is above ground or underground, has viruses. Song Wenwu's body has not been as good as before since he cut off his ears. If he really wants to die and eats snow water, there is no doubt that he will be infected.

After such a good effort, Lin Liming's thoughts also turned back, and he roared and cursed: "Song Wenwu, I'll fuck your mother!"

Wang Wudao: "This thing is definitely intentional. Why is the rule left by our ancestors that you can't work on the first day of the new year? What you are afraid of is working on the first day of the new year, which means that there is no time to relax all year. This idiot died at the gate of the house on the first day of the new year, isn't it a curse that we will not get well for a year?"

Feng Feng's face changed slightly, the superstition of the rural people is still very heavy, and he immediately cursed: "Damn! What a fucking bad luck! Move away!"

Qian Changjiang's expression was not very good, and he said: "Then hurry up and put the corpse aside! Who will help me?"

After asking this question, both Wang Wu and Feng Feng came up and looked up, dragging their feet.

Zhao Shufeng's body was dragged several meters, leaving a trail of blood winding on the ground. Qiu Jianchang suddenly remembered something, and hurried forward and said, "Wait!"

Feng Feng asked impatiently: "What's wrong with you?"

Qiu Jianchang said: "The person was bitten to death by Song Wenwu. Although he is dead now, within three hours, he will definitely become a zombie."

Feng Feng stopped quickly and stabbed Zhao Shufeng's neck before being dragged away again.

Looking at Lin Liming again, he looked into the distance in despair, the wound on his leg had already started to turn purple and black in just ten minutes.

"I'm sorry for you." Lin Liming said suddenly: "I've thought about it a lot these days. Zhao Shufeng and Song Wenwu wanted to run all day long, but they finally accepted their fate when they couldn't. But I'm different from them. Yes, I know this is retribution, can people get retribution and die if they run.”

People's words are good when they are about to die, and Lin Liming's confession before his death did not move a few people in the slightest.

Lin Liming continued: "You don't know that feeling... the feeling of holding dozens of lives in your hands, how cool it is to kill someone, as if you can control everything in this world, this feeling is It's addictive."

Lin Liming covered his face with tears slowly pouring out of his eyes, "But I regret it... I regret it... I want to live, please help me."

Sun Ning's eyes were red, and he said: "You want to live, don't you think others don't? Uncle Kun once knelt down to beg you, did you ever show mercy to him? When you were in the car, did you ever think that he would be dragged by you alive?" How painful is it to die? Why don't you give him a good time? What you are saying now really disgusts me, go to hell!"

The more Sun Ning spoke, the angrier he became, and he rushed forward. The iron tower stopped him, but he saw the white knife coming in and the red knife coming out, and the dagger pierced Lin Liming's chest.

Lin Liming looked down at his chest, muttered a few words, and lowered his head.

Sun Ning drew out his knife.

"He's irritating you," Qiu Jianchang said blankly, "He said thank you just now, but he's begging to die, can't you see that?"

Sun Ning stood with his head bowed, blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

Qiu Jianchang turned his head and walked into the room.

When I got up in the morning, I encountered such a incident. There were dark clouds in several people's hearts, and no one said anything.

After breakfast, head to the factory.

Zheng Yan and the others got up early, sitting comfortably in the warm room, looking peaceful.

Seeing everyone in the iron tower push the door and come in, Zheng Yan stood up with a smile and motioned them to look at their feet.

A few people looked down, and there were several big bundles behind the door, which were bulging.

"new Year's gift."

The Iron Towers couldn't bear to disappoint his kindness, and remembering the "New Year's gift" this morning, they couldn't help but smile and say thank you.

Zhou Zikang saw that the faces of these people were not right, and asked a few more words, "What's the matter?"

The monkey was about to speak, but the iron tower blocked people behind. There is no need to add bad luck to people who celebrate the Chinese New Year, so they had to say: "It was too late last night, and I didn't sleep well."

Zhou Zikang nodded and said: "Then take your portion of dumplings and go back to catch up on sleep. Today is a holiday, so take a good rest. From tomorrow onwards, there will be no quiet time like today."

In the end, the words really came to fruition, and there was no quiet life.