Survival in the end of food

Zheng Yan was awakened by the smell of food.

He opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling lazily, his nose twitched like a puppy.How long has it been since I smelled such a delicious aroma?The corners of Zheng Yan's mouth slightly curled up, and he closed his eyes to enjoy this moment. The smell of hot and sour potato shreds, tomato scrambled eggs, and leek pancakes lingered in his nose, mixed with the sticky aroma of millet porridge.

The chest and knees were pierced, and the memory of the overwhelming pain was still fresh in the body.His brain is working slowly, is this the world after death?Sleeping in Simmons, covered with a space quilt, with air-conditioning blowing from the corner of the wall, and sunlight shining into the room through the thin curtains, it was quiet and peaceful.

If I had known that death was the treatment, I would have died long ago, okay?Do you still need to linger in the last days?

Zheng Yan sat up with tears in his eyes, stretched his arms sideways and fluttered twice, unable to fly.

At this time, someone pushed open the slightly closed door, and a dark figure jumped into the crack of the door.Followed by a woman in her fifties, with a shrewd face and very neatly dressed.Seeing that he was awake, the woman froze for a moment, her eyes swept over the beef jerky on his bedside, and Fang said, "Mr. Xiao, I woke up early today. Breakfast is ready. Come in and let you know. I'm leaving now."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door behind her backhand and left in a hurry.When Zheng Yan heard the footsteps fading away, he still couldn't recover.

"Mother Wang?"

He murmured.

Wang Ma is his family's nanny, and she cooks good food, but she is a little bit prone to taking advantage and stealing.Since his parents passed away and left him a huge inheritance, he didn't care about this little flaw in Meiyu, he just turned a blind eye and just cooked delicious food.

Zheng Yan's head was buzzing. The apocalypse was approaching, and the old, weak, sick and children with poor physical fitness were the first batch of zombies. He remembered that Wang Ma was also among them... How could he see Wang Ma again?

Could it be that Wang Ma became a ghost after her death, and she never forgot to serve him for dinner?

Zheng Yan lay back on the bed heavily, a little fluffy creature at the foot of the bed licked its paws, pearly bright eyes looked at Zheng Yan curiously, saw him lying down in a daze, quietly jumped onto the head of the bed, and threw its paws at his face .

Zheng Yan had a sharp pain in the tip of his nose. He frowned and pulled the murderer off his face. He took a closer look and saw that it was a palm-sized kitten. It was black all over, only its paws and belly were a little white.

"Kettle?" He called the milk cat.Kettle was a stray cat he picked up before the end of the world. He was playful and willful. When he was more than a year old, he eloped with a handsome white cat prince.

Zheng Yan had mixed feelings, and touched the milk cat's head, it stretched out its pink paw pads to rest on Zheng Yan's fingers.

After stroking the kettle twice, Zheng Yan listened to it snoring with nostalgia.Suddenly, he saw a white object by his side, he stopped breathing, and picked it up hesitantly, it turned out to be a mobile phone!

Zheng Yan's eyes were dark, he turned on the screen tremblingly, and when he saw the date on it clearly, there was a thunderbolt, the world was spinning, and he was dying with a smile on his face.

He clearly remembered that he was shot twice, he wiped his neck with a knife, and there were hundreds of zombies scrambling to see him as a delicious meal, and he was sure to die.It was October 2019, but now, July 10 is displayed on the phone!

Fraud, fraud? !

Swindle back to four years ago? !

Zheng Yan got up from the bed, walked to the window in a nonchalant manner, his heart beating wildly.After taking a deep breath of air, he opened the corner of the curtain with a heroic face, squinted his eyes and looked down.

The summer breeze blows softly outside the window, and the straight asphalt road downstairs stretches far away.Cars passed by downstairs, young people who got up early were jogging in full swing, two children played hide-and-seek around the flower garden, and an elderly couple walked side by side with a vegetable basket, as if they were going to a morning market.Looking further into the distance, shops are open for business, office workers are in a hurry, bus stops are crowded with students, red and green lights alternate at intersections, and there is another long traffic jam.

Just like before the end of the world, people are all well-behaved, working hard for a living, and living enthusiastically.

There are no fallen leaves and waste paper paving the ground, no zombies wandering the streets, and no panic-suffocating silence.

Zheng Yan raised his head and saw the ever-changing soft clouds in the sky, the sun rising from the east, and the golden and gentle sunlight in the morning spreading to the earth, and the world was shrouded in peace and loveliness.He took a step back slowly, with tears in his eyes, breathing hard, he actually returned to the civilized world!

Zheng Yan suppressed the shock and ecstasy in his heart, and made a rough calculation in his heart.It is now July, and the end of the world will erupt globally in June next year, and there is less than a year before that time!

Without waiting for his mood to calm down, Zheng Yan followed the long-lost food aroma, ignored the shoes, and went out to find food.

Found a pot of millet porridge in the kitchen, Zheng Yan stirred it with a spoon, picked up the pot and closed it.The small half pot of rice porridge seemed to be poured into a bottomless pit. He rummaged through the kitchen and took out two dishes and five freshly spread omelets from the warming table. He couldn't wait to find a table and chair, so he sat on the floor and ate voraciously. .

The sunlight outside the window was just right, and it came in softly. Zheng Yan sat in the light, his mouth was bulging, he chewed a few times, and then swallowed it whole.He choked so badly that he couldn't bear to stop his mouth for a while, eating while coughing.As I ate, my nose became sore, and big tears fell into the dish, and I ate it mixed with shredded potatoes.

So happy, Zheng Yan cried and thought, thank my ancestors.

After finishing the breakfast prepared by Wang Ma, Zheng Yan only felt half full.He ate quickly, and before his stomach could react, he opened the refrigerator again.The refrigerator is full of food, including instant noodles, ham, bread, sausage, canned milk and watermelon, and a bottle of Laoganma sauce.Zheng Yan's eyes flashed laser light, he bit off the skin in surprise, and finished a piece of ham in two or three bites.Smack, smack, he held all the food in his arms, kicked the refrigerator door to the sofa.

He was holding too many things, and he even took them away.The sequelae of people who have been starved are that they are particularly stubborn about food. They drop one to pick up one, and end up bending over to drop more.He was reluctant to let go of any of them first, and would pick them up later when he came back.In the end, he simply piled all the food on the ground, sat down cross-legged and ate again.

After eating a pack of ham and bread, two boxes of canned food and three bottles of milk, Zheng Yan finally couldn't take a bite, so he stood up and walked around the living room for a few times to digest, then sat back on the floor and continued to eat.In the end, I ate everything I could eat before hiccupping my stomach.

Only after solving his appetite did he feel uncomfortable all over his body, and his mouth was also sticky.Doomsday cleaning products are hard to come by. Even a young and strong man like him can only brush his teeth once a week.

So he went into the bathroom to take a good shower, brushed his teeth for another half an hour, put on clean clothes, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, and looked around in satisfaction, he was a refreshed young man.

His skin was still fair and clear, not as dark and rough as it had been exposed to by the wind and sun, and there were no hard and thick calluses on the palms of his hands.However, after all, it was a person who had gone through the last days, and there was a terrifying hostility in his eyes.

Zheng Yan shook his head, splashed cold water on his face, and there was a blast of heavy metal music in his ears.Zheng Yan was stunned for a while before realizing that it was a mobile phone. He followed the sound and found the bedroom. The mobile phone was lying on the bed, and the screen flickered on.

Taking a closer look, it was my cousin Zheng Dacai's phone call.

Zheng Yan's eyes dimmed.

Since his parents were killed in a car accident, these uncles and relatives have often calculated their parents' inheritance.Although Zheng Yan is not up to the mark, his parents are really like dragons and phoenixes.His father insisted on marrying his poor mother back then, and he did not hesitate to sever ties with his grandfather, and had no contact for decades.It wasn't until the two of them founded Henghua Shopping Center from scratch, broke through the world, and managed assets of over 30 million yuan that they were able to return to Zheng's family.However, more than [-] years have passed. Although his grandfather agreed with him to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he favored his cousins ​​openly and secretly, and did not think much of his little grandson.

In his previous life, he was a good-for-nothing waste who made friends with a bunch of fun-loving playboys and spent his days in a muddle.As a result, his parents went west without warning. He and his sister were in a daze to arrange the funeral of their parents. Grandpa came to the door aggressively to question him, and took out a paternity test, saying that he and his father were not related by blood and had no inheritance rights.

Zheng Yan, who had lost his protective umbrella, was kicked out in a daze. From a young son, he turned into a beggar. He had no money and power, lived on the streets, joined the gang of beggars... begging for food in the subway.But this time... Zheng Yan clenched his fists. No one knew better than him whether he was his father's flesh and blood.

After expressing his determination, Zheng Yan connected the phone, and Zheng Dacai said warmly on the other end: "Yanyan, tomorrow weekend, I will go home when I have time. After the accident with my uncle and aunt, the brothers have not had a good time getting together, grandpa I keep thinking about you, he is old, come and accompany him often!"

The Zheng family has always treated him without going to the Three Treasure Hall.He also went home to eat this meal in his previous life. At that time, the Zheng family hadn't figured out how to splash him with dirty water, and felt that it was not appropriate for them to keep ignoring him.

He really let down his innocent heart, his grandfather was never close to him, after his parents died, when he heard that his grandfather missed him, he was so moved that he choked up.Who would have expected that before long, grandpa Hulala brought a large group of people to the door to question him, and kicked him out of the house...

His city is not deep, and he has no power to fight back when he was cleaned up.Now knowing the methods of the Zheng family, naturally he can't sit still.

Zheng Yan thought for a while and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yan rubbed his fingers on the screen, hesitated for a long time, and then dialed another number.

He held his breath nervously and waited. After connecting, there was a silence over there before hesitatingly asked a question. "Zheng Yan?"

Hearing this voice, even though his heart was as hard as a stone, he couldn't help but feel a little wet at the corners of his eyes.

He is not a smart person. In his previous life, a group of cronies tried to get his money and took advantage of him.He was blindfolded with lard, so he couldn't see the good and the bad. Instead, he boasted that he was popular and delicious, and spent the whole day drinking and drinking.Li Guangming had served in the army and was an upright person. He didn't like his style of work. The first thing he did after retiring from the army was to scold him face to face, but he scolded him even more aggressively and ran away.After he fell from power, no one extended a helping hand to help him, and his friends with wine and meat only got together, and they fell apart without wine or meat.

On the day the zombies appeared, he was drunk and unconscious in the small rental house, and he didn't even have a phone call to report.Only his brother, a fool, came all the way to rescue him, sent him out of the city, and was bitten by zombies in the end.

If he remembered correctly, this was the first phone call since they broke up two years ago.

Zheng Yan took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "It's me, Guangming."

The two were relatively silent for a moment, and in the silence, Zheng Yan remembered the past, filled with emotion and guilt.After half a day, Li Guangming ran out of patience, "Are you busy? Hang up if you have nothing to do."

Hang up when you're done.

Zheng Yan: "..."

Zheng Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and dialed the phone again. Li Guangming was still brooding over the past grievances.The color bell rang again and again, Zheng Yan held the microphone and waited patiently, and sure enough, there was finally an annoyed hello from over there.

Zheng Yan hurriedly brought up the topic, and said, "Selling the house and running away, let's be a companion together?"

He didn't just say this casually, the end of the world is less than a year away, time is tight, and there is no need to delay, he needs money to prepare all the materials that may be used.

Li Guangming frowned over there, "What do you mean?"

Zheng Yan said solemnly: "It means to die in the end of the world."

Li Guangming was silent for a long time, and his panting could be heard through the phone, "Your parents left you hundreds of millions of assets, is it not enough for you to spend?" Li Guangming said heavily: "Your family has such a big business, and the monthly profit is not enough. What do you eat and drink? How dare you say...Zheng Yan, who did you provoke to the point of ruining your family?!"

Zheng Yan's nose was sore and swollen, and he couldn't explain it clearly on the phone, so he said, "Where are you now? Let's talk."

Li Guangming put down the sentence "you wait for me" viciously and dropped the phone. Zheng Yan took out a pen and paper and made a list of supplies needed while waiting.

Rice, millet, flour, cooking oil, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, compressed biscuits, bread, ham, canned food, clothes, quilts, vehicles, steamed buns, beef ramen, hot dry noodles, kebabs, simmered noodles, cold skin, spicy hot dandan noodles, crossing the bridge Fried stinky tofu in spicy hot pot with rice noodles... Zheng Yan paused, feeling a little hungry.He likes Chinese special snacks very much. Although he was born in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, he has a strong taste. He likes sour and spicy food, especially Sichuan food.

It's a pity that although they are delicious, they can only be cooked and eaten immediately, and cannot be kept for a long time. Zheng Yan was so sad that he crossed out these snacks.

In the last days, what is lacking is nothing more than food, medicine, and weapons.

Sometimes, eating and drinking can be enough, but weapons and medicine must not be sloppy.Zheng Yan held his pen cap in his mouth. If he had access, he must prepare enough weapons, such as guns, triangular army spears, Japanese long knives, bows and arrows, explosives, and so on.

Then he was at the bottom, writing water vigorously.

The root cause of the outbreak at the end of the world is the pollution of water sources, and no one in every country is spared, which will trigger a global wave of zombies and bring the crisis of extinction to human beings.Later, some experts developed crystal nuclei in the brains of zombies that can purify viruses in water. However, in the early stage of zombie mutation, there are no crystal nuclei, and at least zombies must be infected for more than ten days.

Thinking of the apocalypse, Zheng Yan's chest felt heavy... Standing in front of the French window, he was lost in thought.In the distance, there is a lot of traffic and the population is bustling.In the worst period before the end of the world, he also had food and drink, and never had the opportunity to feel the value of the civilized world.Until experiencing the zombie invasion, not having enough food to wear and not warm, going to stinky public latrines, instant noodles and canned ham, these instant foods seem common and ordinary now, and they are hard to come by in the last days.